Chapter 337: The Extreme Mountain Reappears

At the same time, Han Li flicked both sleeves simultaneously, and dozens of azure flying swords swam out, while his figure retreated backward without a second thought.

These flying swords gathered together with the previous four swords in front of him. Amidst azure light, they transformed in an instant into seventy-two Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords. With a flicker, they conjured thousands of identical azure sword qi, like a great river of sword qi, hurtling toward the three men with overwhelming force.

Wherever they passed, the void was sliced open, bathed in dazzling azure light.

For a moment, swords hummed in unison, the void trembled, and the momentum was astonishing!

The two black-clad guards changed expression upon seeing Han Li launch such a ferocious attack. The young man in fine robes, however, sneered, casually summoning the black hammer back into his sleeve with one hand, while the other hand held a silver bell that had appeared from nowhere. He shook it gently.

The spiritual patterns on the bell's surface lit up, and a crisp sound rang out!

Immediately, rings of pale silver light waves surged outward from the bell, covering most of the void ahead in an instant, forming a sea of waves.

As soon as the great river of azure sword qi plunged into the silver wave sea, it was swept up by the light waves, twisted and deformed as if trapped in a quagmire, then silently disintegrated. The seemingly awe-inspiring sword qi was effortlessly neutralized.

Only the seventy-two flying swords themselves remained, but they too spun wildly in the silver wave sea, scattering in all directions as if lost.

Seeing this, Han Li's face remained expressionless as he changed his hand seals.

A thunderclap suddenly sounded!

The scattered seventy-two flying swords erupted with golden lightning on their surfaces, stabilizing despite the light waves. Then, beneath each sword, golden arcs interwove into a strange pattern.

A bizarre scene unfolded!

As these patterns flashed with golden light, all the flying swords vanished from the silver wave sea.

Immediately after, thunderclaps rang out in the void around the three men, and the seventy-two flying swords emerged, wreathed in electric light.

Thick, dazzling golden arcs appeared, connecting with each other, instantly forming a lightning array that enveloped the three.

This series of events happened in the blink of an eye. Before the young man in fine robes and his companions could react, they were trapped in the lightning array.

A powerful binding force emanated from the array, causing the three men's bodies to feel as if stuck in a quagmire, and the flow of their immortal spiritual power slowed.

The fat and thin men showed alarm, erecting blue and black light shields respectively, trying to break free from the array's restraint.

The young man in fine robes, however, remained motionless, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords, lost in thought.

The next moment, the seventy-two Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords blazed with light, and sword qi, several times thicker and brighter than before, emerged, mixed with countless golden lightning arcs, howling down toward the three.

Young Master!

Seeing countless sword qi hurtling toward them while still unable to break free, the fat and thin men shouted in great urgency.

The young man in fine robes snorted lightly, seemingly unaffected by the array's restraint. With a wave of his hand, a spell seal flashed into the bell in his hand, then he shook it vigorously. Rings of silver light waves, several times denser than before, emerged and swept outward, forming a silver wave region dozens of feet in size.

The fat and thin men immediately felt relieved, and their immortal spiritual power resumed flowing, but the countless sword qi were now less than ten feet away.

At that moment, the young man opened his mouth and spat out a mass of gray light, which spun above their heads.

A large expanse of gray light appeared, enveloping the three men's bodies.

The next instant, countless sword qi mixed with golden lightning roared in, forming a massive azure light sphere that engulfed the three.

Within the sphere, sword light madly slashed, golden lightning flashed, and everything it touched—the mountain peak, the ground—was reduced to powder.

Just then, a thunderous boom sounded!

Several hundred feet away from the light sphere, Han Li hovered in the void, his robes fluttering. He held an immortal essence stone in one hand, rapidly absorbing its immortal spiritual power.

Suddenly, his brow twitched slightly.

From a certain spot within the azure light sphere, a faint, barely audible sound came. Then a mass of gray light broke through the raging azure sword qi, seemingly ignoring the surrounding golden lightning arcs, and shot out. It converged in the air above, revealing the figures of the young man in fine robes and his two companions.

A small gray mountain hovered above their heads, spinning gently, emitting dense gray light that enveloped them.

Apart from the fat and thin men looking somewhat disheveled, the young man in fine robes was completely unharmed, not even a tear in his clothes. His eyes, however, were fixed on Han Li.

Han Li's gaze shifted to the small gray mountain, his expression complex.

Although its appearance was somewhat different from before, he recognized it at a glance—it was none other than one of his lost treasures, the Yuanhe Five Extremes Mountain.

"This acquired celestial artifact of yours is not bad, but the refining technique is too crude, and the five ultimate mountains are not pure enough. It took me no small effort to re-refine it to this state. Speaking of which, this is its first use today, so let its original owner taste its power." The young man in luxurious robes said casually, raising his hand.

The small gray mountain spun around and instantly expanded, transforming into a massive gray peak. Its surface was shrouded in gray light, inscribed with countless mystical spirit patterns. As the light flowed, it slammed heavily onto the green light mass below.

Before the giant peak arrived, a terrifying pressure surged forth, causing the green light mass to ripple.

Han Li frowned slightly and formed hand seals.

The green light mass flashed, and countless sword qi immediately converged inward, transforming in an instant into a green sword lotus. On its surface, golden lightning bolts as thick as a bowl writhed across the lotus petals.

The green sword lotus spun around, radiating dazzling green light like the sun, and countless hazy green sword beams swept out to meet the gray giant peak.

But at that moment, a grayish glow rolled down from the base of the giant peak, meeting the green sword lotus.

The golden arcs on the lotus surface silently vanished in the gray glow, and the sword lotus shattered inch by inch, collapsing with a boom, reverting into seventy-two Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords. They spun chaotically in the gray glow, their surface spirit patterns flickering unsteadily.

Seeing this, Han Li frowned.

He naturally knew that the Yuanhe Five Ultimate Mountain could restrain lightning power, but he hadn't expected that after absorbing so much sword essence from his spirit swords and being refined with precious materials like Huyan Fine Gold, these seventy-two flying swords would have their spiritual nature disrupted by the gray glow.

It seemed that after being re-refined by the opponent, this treasure had acquired some incredible power.

While his thoughts raced, Han Li's hands moved without pause, forming seals and waving.

The seventy-two flying swords, not deeply trapped, burst forth with green light again. Countless green threads crisscrossed and emerged, clearing a patch within the gray glow. Before the glow could close, all the swords retracted and flew back toward Han Li.

"You, this kid who flew up from the lower realm, really have a lot of good stuff. This set of flying swords is also very fine; I've had my eye on them. Hand them over to me now." The young man in luxurious robes smiled faintly and formed a hand seal.

Hum!

The gray runes on the surface of the gray mountain fully bloomed, and denser rings of gray light rolled out from it, spreading downward, instantly enveloping the seventy-two Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords that hadn't flown far.

All the flying swords trembled violently, their spiritual light bouncing, as if caught in a net.

Han Li's expression changed slightly, and he urgently formed hand seals to urge them.

But this time, no matter how he urged, the seventy-two flying swords seemed to be bound by something, unable to break free.

Seeing this, the young man in luxurious robes opened his mouth and spat out a stream of black light, which flashed and vanished into the gray mountain.

Within the gray rings emitted by the mountain, countless gray runes appeared, coalescing into gray threads that wound around the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords, quickly forming gray cocoons.

The trembling of the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords gradually weakened, and the gray rings stabilized again.

The young man in luxurious robes opened his mouth again and spat out a slightly viscous black light mass, within which countless black runes flickered, emitting a strange law fluctuation.

The light mass flashed, split into seventy-two streams of black light, each plunging into an Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Sword and merging directly.

The sword qi and lightning on the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords could not resist at all, and a hint of black seeped into the spiritual light on their surface.

Seeing the strangeness of the opponent's technique, Han Li's body flashed with green light as he rushed straight toward the young man in luxurious robes.

Seeing this, the young man was about to do something when the black-robed fat man beside him quickly said:

"Young master, there's no need for you to personally deal with a mere late-stage True Immortal. You focus on subduing that set of flying swords; leave this man to us two."

They had been bound by Han Li without even making a move earlier, which was a great loss of face. If they couldn't redeem their earlier blunder, their future status would be precarious.

The gaunt black-robed man beside him immediately nodded in agreement.

"Then I'll leave this man to you for now. Don't kill him; I still have things to figure out." The young man in luxurious robes glanced over and nodded.

The fat and thin men were overjoyed, shooting out to meet Han Li.

The black-robed fat man's body radiated dazzling starlight, and his belly suddenly swelled, expanding threefold, making him look like a large-bellied toad.

He then opened his mouth and spat out a vast expanse of brilliant starlight, which surged out overwhelmingly toward Han Li.

Within the starlight were grains of sand shimmering with stellar light, each emitting a rumbling thunder, as if about to explode at any moment.

The gaunt black-robed man quickly formed hand seals, and clusters of pitch-black flames emerged on his body surface, within which faint skeletal shadows appeared, letting out piercing shrieks.

As he urged his technique, the flames on his body roiled, and masses of black flame detached, transforming into countless ferocious ghost heads with black faces and fangs, charging at Han Li, all emitting harsh, cackling laughter.

The countless ghostly laughs converged, like countless steel needles swarming into one's mind, shaking the soul.