Chapter 1262: A Life-and-Death Struggle

With a sharp clang!

A yellow sword light burst forth from the giant sword, splitting into two sword qi that shot upward and downward.

High in the sky, a thunderous roar erupted instantly. The clouds were sliced in half by the upward-rushing sword qi, surging wildly to both sides, leaving a gap spanning thousands of miles in the middle, as if the entire sky had been cut in two.

At the same time, the other sword qi plunged straight down, cleaving the entire Yuhu Peak in two, leaving a bottomless chasm in the middle.

Han Li's figure landed at the deepest part of the chasm, falling all the way into the underground cavern wine cellar.

Countless immortal brews that had been stored in Tihu Mountain for tens of thousands of years were shattered, and thick aromas of wine mingled together, rising from the depths, making Yuhu Peak look even more like a shattered wine bottle.

Han Li lay amidst the broken wine jars, drenched in wine, his arms spread out on the ground.

He struggled to sit up, feeling helpless. With his current strength, he truly could not contend with beings like Yue Qing, and even escaping now seemed nothing but a pipe dream.

He had just tried to contact the Vial Spirit through his spiritual connection, but as before, there was no response.

Just then, an intense sense of oppression suddenly came from high above, as a yellow halo nearly covered the entire sky.

From the depths of the abyss, Han Li looked up and saw only a huge yellow cloud vortex swirling in the sky, with faint flashes of lightning and occasional rumbling sounds.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the thirty-six Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords flew out and surrounded him.

Rumble...

A thunderclap exploded from the sky, as if the entire sky had split open.

A crack suddenly appeared in the yellow cloud vortex high above, and a thick yellow pillar of light shot out, hurtling toward Han Li below.

Han Li gritted his teeth, formed a sword seal with his hands, and a clanging sound rang out around him. The thirty-six Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords immediately gathered around him like bodyguards.

Condense!

With a low shout, all the Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords blazed with light, and countless golden electric threads leaped out, coalescing into a huge golden flood dragon that charged straight upward.

Han Li, inside the golden flood dragon, wrapped in sword light and sword qi, crashed directly into the yellow pillar of light.

Rumble...

A continuous series of earth-shaking roars erupted. The yellow pillar of light, struck by the golden flood dragon, scattered and annihilated.

Han Li's figure rose higher and higher, shooting out of the deep chasm in Yuhu Peak and returning to the sky.

Looking up, he saw Yue Qing standing atop a yellow cloud, leaning on his giant sword like a divine guardian of the heavens, looking down at him with indifferent eyes.

On the other side, Gold童 had already revealed his enormous golden beetle form, but was trapped by Wu Hui's whisker, which had thousands of silver threads wrapped around him, seemingly unable to break free for the time being.

As for Xiao Bai, perhaps having finally adapted to his bloodline power, he was fighting more fiercely, opening his mouth to swallow the violent wind blade slashed out by Po Feng's immortal weapon.

After turning around, he opened his mouth and spat out the wind blade intact, sending it back.

The two of them seemed safe for now, but Han Li was in the worst situation.

Yue Qing was a late-Daluo cultivator who had severed two corpses. With Han Li's current cultivation level, he was still far too weak to match him.

Han Li hesitated for a moment and sighed inwardly. Even if he could summon the Vial Spirit for time travel, he couldn't just abandon Gold童 and Xiao Bai and leave.

Since there was no escape and no avoidance, the only option was to fight to the death.

With a focused gaze, he snapped his fingers casually, and the power of the Time Law surged forth.

The surrounding void domain responded, changing instantly.

On the already shattered Yuhu Peak, a verdant mountain range appeared out of nowhere, with lush forests full of vitality and a river like a jade belt winding for thousands of miles.

Yue Qing stood on the cloud, watching this scene, and even he couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

“You haven’t cultivated long, and reaching the early Daluo stage is already rare. Yet your domain even has the aura of the Heavenly Man Realm?” Yue Qing frowned and couldn’t help asking.

No wonder he was astonished. Cultivation and domain refinement were both time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it was rare to see someone like Han Li who could balance both without neglecting either. Such cases were extremely rare in the entire True Immortal Realm.

Just then, behind him in the sea of clouds, a silvery light shone like a rising moon. The True Word Wheel, fused with the Juntian Sundial, emerged and hovered motionless.

The silver rays emanating from it instantly engulfed Yue Qing's entire figure.

In an instant, the surrounding void seemed frozen. Even with Yue Qing's cultivation, he felt somewhat suffocated, as if the air itself had stopped flowing.

“Careless...” The thought arose in his mind, and he found his thoughts slowing down.

He quickly guarded his divine sense and secretly circulated his cultivation technique. A mass of earthy yellow light lit up on his chest, and the scales on his body shone brilliantly, emitting a strong Law power that clashed violently with the surrounding silver rays.

Though he couldn't break free immediately, at least his thoughts were no longer hindered.

Seizing the opportunity, Han Li formed hand seals, tapped the void with his toes, and a torrent of sword qi surged beneath him, carrying him into the sky to face Yue Qing from a distance.

After hovering in place, Han Li changed his hand seals again. A loud clang rang out in the void, and the thirty-six Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords scattered like troops in formation around him.

Crackle...

With a sound of electric light, all sword tips pointed to the sky. Thirty-six thick golden lightning pillars surged from the sword bodies, reaching deep into the heavens.

The golden lightning pillars merged into the sea of clouds beneath Han Li, causing it to boil like oil with water dropped in. The clouds churned, lightning flashed, and thunder dragons seemed to roll within.

Around Han Li, the wind and clouds changed dramatically. Countless clouds formed out of thin air and gathered around him, turning into a vast golden thundercloud that contended with Yue Qing's yellow cloud, each occupying half the sky.

Within the golden thundercloud, layers of cloud qi rippled, revealing two enormous golden pillars hidden in the void, with two golden doors half-hidden in the rolling cloud qi between them.

Han Li stood outside the golden doors, bathed in golden lightning, still holding his sword seal, looking like a golden-armored divine being guarding the heavenly gate.

Open!

With a loud shout, he suddenly brought his hands together above his head.

With a thunderous boom, the tightly closed golden door behind him trembled with light and opened a crack, revealing a vast, boundless golden lightning sea, its brilliant golden light undulating like tides.

Unlike the previous time when the heavenly gate suddenly opened and lightning liquid poured out, this time there was no such spectacular phenomenon. Instead, clusters of fist-sized golden lightning balls condensed on the surface of the sea.

One after another, the golden lightning balls floated out through the crack in the golden door. Instead of striking Yue Qing directly, they flew into Han Li's pressed palms and disappeared.

Soon, seven or eight lightning balls flew into his palms, and an irrepressible aura of lightning began to seep out.

As more and more golden lightning balls entered his hands, golden light began to shine through his palms, but his brows furrowed tighter, and his face showed increasing pain.

“This Heavenly Sword Formation... is somewhat strange.” Yue Qing naturally recognized Han Li's sword formation, but seeing this scene, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, a strange feeling arose in his heart. He let out a furious roar, and golden runes appeared on his scales, surging outward, forcing the silver rays back considerably.

Then, he grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands and slowly lifted it, his movements somewhat sluggish.

Under the influence of the Time Law, Yue Qing still stepped forward, gripping his sword in a bow stance, facing Han Li.

The huge broadsword was dragged at his side, its runes glowing, and seven mountain patterns appeared on the blade, shrouded in mist, looking as real as actual mountains.

At the same time, his aura became extremely steady. The yellow cloud covering him rapidly contracted, condensing behind him into a phantom of an earthy yellow cloud mountain.

A decisive strike was already brewing.

Han Li's eyes flashed with golden light, his gaze utterly indifferent.

Finally, his pressed hands suddenly turned, forming a grasping gesture. The golden lightning suppressed in his palms finally burst forth, extending into a golden lightning sword.

Slash!

With a long shout, Han Li swung his arms and slashed downward fiercely.

The golden lightning sword slashed down, its blade blazing with lightning, instantly transforming into a thousand-zhang giant sword shadow that tore through the void and fell toward Yue Qing's head.

The moment Han Li struck, Yue Qing swung his giant sword upward in a wild, sweeping motion.

Boom, boom, boom...

In the void, thunderous roars erupted. One after another, mountain phantoms as solid as real mountains appeared out of nowhere, crashing into the golden sword shadow.

With a deafening boom, the first mountain phantom shattered without resistance.

Then, the second mountain phantom also exploded, sending rocks flying.

Following closely, the third and fourth mountains also shattered into dust.

The fifth mountain phantom split open with a thousand-zhang chasm, cleaved in two like Yuhu Peak before, while the sixth mountain phantom was only split at its peak, firmly wedging the golden sword shadow.

As for the seventh mountain phantom, it charged straight up, and with a bang, it struck the golden sword shadow, scattering its golden light and shattering it completely.