Chapter 1239: The Decisive Kill

At the moment when the golden lightning sword qi swept in, the Evil Ghost Judge felt that the world outside his body was no longer isolated by his spiritual domain, and within it, he could only sense bursts of狂暴 and unmatched thunderous power.

He no longer cared to continue writing in the air, and could only change the direction of his brush, drawing a line in the void and suddenly pointing downward.

The blood-colored characters that had been floating motionless suddenly seemed to come alive, each scrambling to fall downward. The further they fell, the brighter their blood light became, and the heavier they grew.

By the time they neared the sword formation, each blood-colored character had become as massive as a mountain, directly pressing down and collapsing the void, with black cracks appearing all around.

Countless sword qi slashed densely, each with considerable power, but many fell into the cracks.

However, the golden lightning sword qi was beyond counting, surging forward wave after wave, accumulating layer upon layer, and instantly forming an impenetrable golden net that captured all the blood-colored characters.

Once the blood-colored characters entered the sword net, they immediately boiled like water splashed into hot oil.

"Sizzle..."

Within the sword net, countless sword qi and lightning acted simultaneously, constantly eroding the blood-colored characters, causing thick white smoke to rise, and the characters melted away one by one.

After a few breaths, as more and more sword qi surged in, the blood-colored characters, unable to sustain themselves, finally collapsed and dissipated completely.

However, immediately after, a giant hand descended from the sky, directly slapping down toward the sword net.

In the center of its palm, a huge blood-colored vortex appeared. And at the very center of the vortex, a giant golden character, "敕" (imperial decree), emerged.

Once this palm appeared, its power was even greater than the previous blood-colored chapter. All the sword qi was pulled by it, churned into the vortex in its palm, and instantly shattered into fragments.

The entire sword net was also torn apart, and all the sword qi was routed.

"As expected of a mid-stage Great Luo cultivator. Try this then?" Han Li, showing no sign of panic, changed his sword technique and began to chant silently again.

As his voice sounded, the sword hum of the Heavenly Connection Sword Formation grew loud. Thirty-six golden lightning pillars shot straight into the sky, converging at a point in the heavens higher than the Evil Ghost Judge, forming a true golden cloud mass.

Countless lightning runes flickered within it, and an inexplicable aura emanated from the depths of the cloud mass, growing stronger and stronger.

This time, the face of the Evil Ghost Judge finally changed.

Before he could act, Han Li below immediately stepped in a ritual pace and fully activated the sword formation.

The golden cloud mass in the high sky suddenly churned violently, completely disrupting the surrounding world's vital energy. A massive amount of lightning-attribute vital energy converged like a bursting flood.

The thirty-six Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords below trembled incessantly, their golden electric threads shooting into the sky along with the sword qi. All the light was swallowed by the cloud mass, revealing the original green bamboo-like sword bodies, like a cluster of verdant green bamboo.

In the high sky, wind and clouds surged. Layer upon layer of cloud vapor rippled within the golden cloud mass, and deep within, two heavenly gate pillars emerged, forming a golden gate half-hidden in the golden clouds.

Golden electric light coiled around the gate pillars, engraved with sword-shaped patterns, emitting sharp sword qi fluctuations and vast lightning law aura.

Its might was so strong that it seemed to connect with the heavens, linking to the boundless and profound heavenly Dao, surpassing even what Han Li had seen in the Time Tower back then.

"Heavenly Connection Sword Formation, Du Tian Divine Thunder... Who exactly are you?" the Evil Ghost Judge suddenly spoke, nearly roaring.

But Han Li paid him no heed, pushing his hands forward with difficulty as if opening a door.

Above the sky, the golden gate shone brightly and slowly opened a narrow crack.

"Boom!"

A sound that shook heaven and earth rang out. Countless golden electric lights surged out from the crack in the gate, like a waterfall from the nine heavens, pouring down endlessly.

Inside the gate, a vast golden thunder sea stretched endlessly. Brilliant golden light rose and fell like tides, and the pure lightning law power contained within all condensed into golden liquid from the thunder pool, gushing outward.

The runes on the golden gate flickered, and the thick golden liquid from the thunder pool instantly transformed into golden longswords, nearly identical in style to the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords, with electric threads flickering, raining down overwhelmingly toward the Judge.

"Rumble..."

"Clatter..."

The howling sword hum and the violent thunderclaps sounded together. It seemed that nothing else existed in heaven and earth except this ancient and rare rain of golden lightning swords.

Seeing this, the Evil Ghost Judge's face twisted, and he let out a furious roar.

The thick ancient book in his hand suddenly flipped open, emitting a burst of blood light and the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

In the next instant, light surged from within, and countless yin souls and evil ghosts flew out, some as small as children, some as large as mountains, each with different forms and ferocious appearances, carrying boundless resentment, charging upward to collide with the sword rain.

For a moment, the entire space was filled with ghostly howls as loud as a torrent, and thunderclaps rang out incessantly.

In the high sky, golden and red light divided heaven and earth into two layers, locked in a stalemate, with neither side gaining the upper hand, turning into a prolonged war of attrition.

Han Li stood on the ground, looking up at the sky, his hands tightly forming sword seals, not daring to be distracted for a moment.

This Heavenly Connection Sword Formation was extraordinary after all. With his current cultivation, unleashing it was powerful, but the burden was equally great. However, the formation's power only grew stronger over time, so he believed that in the end, he would be the victor.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The continuous explosions lasted about a quarter of an hour. Seeing the void shaking incessantly, but the golden sword rain in the sky showing no sign of weakening, Ghost Spirit finally grew anxious.

His figure emerged from the brow of the Evil Ghost Judge, his hands quickly forming seals, and he pointed at the vermilion brush.

A rune on the Judge's brush suddenly lit up. The originally massive brush body rapidly shrank, and in a flash of blood light, it directly transformed into an exquisite flying sword.

With a "whoosh" sound!

That crimson flying sword shot out, leaving a series of intermittent afterimages in midair, heading straight for Han Li.

At this moment, Han Li was fully activating the sword formation. Seeing the flying sword approaching, his brow furrowed tightly.

"Alas, if only it could hold out a little longer..." He sighed, sounding quite regretful.

Then, the golden moon behind him suddenly released dazzling golden light, weaving a golden space rich in time law around him.

As soon as the crimson flying sword entered the golden space, its momentum greatly diminished and slowed down.

The Evil Ghost Judge felt the golden light below was dazzling, so he pressed his palm downward.

A rune in his palm shone brightly, and the flying sword below burst with blood light. Under the pressure of the time law, its speed surged again, piercing through the center of the golden light.

With a "chi" sound!

The crimson flying sword entered and exited, passing through the area where Han Li was, but hit empty space.

"Die!" At this moment, a furious shout suddenly came from the high sky.

The Evil Ghost Judge looked up sharply and saw above the golden cloud sea, in front of the massive heavenly gate, a tall figure holding a longsword, about to strike downward. Who else could it be but Han Li?

Ghost Spirit's heart shuddered with shock.

In the next instant, Han Li's longsword had already slashed down toward him.

The Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Sword in his hand swung from behind his head, passing over his head, trailing electric light all the way, and slashed forward. The golden liquid from the thunder pool inside the gate was also drawn out in large quantities, transforming into massive golden lightning bolts connected to the sword body.

"Rumble..."

A series of booming sounds that made one's heart feel like it would jump out rang continuously. The sword blade, pulling the golden lightning from the thunder pool, cut through the void, parted the cloud sea, split the sword rain and the ghosts below in half, and landed fiercely on the head of the Evil Ghost Judge.

"No..."

A miserable howl sounded. The judge's crown with hanging beads split in two first, then his head, neck, and the center of his body all showed a golden crack.

"Chi..."

With a sound like tearing silk, the body of the Evil Ghost Judge suddenly tore apart. Countless yin-sha qi surged out from his body, spreading out as a vast black mist.

Within it, countless green ghostly flames scattered and flew away in all directions.

At the same time, the blood-colored space that enveloped the surroundings was also cut open. The blood light receded to both sides, and the surrounding scene reappeared, revealing that they were now in a heavily collapsed ruin.

"Ti Hun!" Han Li roared.

Ti Hun, who was in sync with him, had already flown into the high sky. Black light flashed on her body, and she once again transformed into the true form of the Punishment Beast, like a giant ape and a fierce ghost. Opening her mouth, she inhaled, drawing the vast black mist continuously into her belly.

At the same time, Han Li, who was on the golden cloud sea, finally could not hold on and fell from the clouds. The Heavenly Connection Sword Formation also disappeared.

The remaining ghosts, without anyone to control them, first ran around like headless flies. Ti Hun directly devoured most of them, while the rest frantically fled back into the thick ancient book.

Seeing Han Li fall to the ground, Lan Yan quickly flew over and landed beside him, asking with concern:

"Daoist Han, how are you?"

"I'm fine." Han Li took out two pills and swallowed them, shaking his head.

Saying this, he waved his hand and collected all thirty-six Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords he had used to set up the formation.

After this battle, the Du Tian Divine Thunder contained within these thirty-six flying swords was almost completely depleted, and they could not be used for the time being.

"Ghost Spirit Saint Envoy... he..." Lan Yan frowned and asked.