Chapter 510: Slaying a Taiyi

The three-headed, six-armed purple-gold giant stood towering, its entire body inscribed with streaks of silver and gold spirit patterns, and on its lower abdomen emerged thirty-six star patterns, emitting dazzling starlight that interwove with the purple-gold light, far more imposing than the previous Nirvana transformation.

Han Li's eyes flickered with blue light as he let out a low shout.

Boom!

An immense aura erupted from the purple-gold giant he had transformed into, causing the nearby void to tremble violently and ripple with visible waves spreading in all directions.

Jiao San saw Han Li's Nirvana Sacred Body transformation and her expression tightened, a complex glint flashing in her eyes.

“Oh? This transformation, and this aura…” Mo Yu exclaimed in surprise, a hint of strangeness also flickering in his eyes.

The purple-gold giant's six arms grabbed at the void.

Three Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords shot out, landing in three of its palms.

It opened its mouth and spat out three golden crystal threads, which vanished into the three giant swords in a flash.

The cyan sword light radiating from the three giant swords suddenly brightened severalfold, and the golden arcs within the cyan light also flared up, transforming into golden lightning runes that swirled around the sword bodies.

Rumble!

A狂暴 aura emanated from the three giant swords, causing the nearby void to tremble and roar again.

In another hand of the purple-gold giant, black light flashed and a black wheel appeared—the Heavy Water True Wheel—emitting streaks of black water light.

The Heavy Water True Wheel was wreathed in black light, exuding waves of immensely heavy aura.

In the last two hands, purple-gold light converged and transformed into a purple-gold battle-axe and a purple-gold hammer.

Though these two heavy weapons were conjured from spiritual power, they also emitted a heavy aura.

The purple-gold giant took a step forward, its body blurring and vanishing on the spot, then appearing before the white light sphere in the next instant, its six arms striking down fiercely.

The three Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords, the Heavy Water True Wheel, and the two purple-gold heavy weapons slammed heavily into the white light sphere.

A thunderous boom shook the air!

The white light sphere trembled violently, even denting where it was struck, its surface light flickering wildly.

Yet the sphere's defense was terrifyingly resilient; even so, it did not shatter, instead repelling the Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords and others.

However, after withstanding this blow, the white light sphere dimmed somewhat.

A hint of joy flickered in the purple-gold giant's six eyes, and it let out a loud shout. Its six arms blurred, suddenly conjuring afterimages.

In an instant, a roaring wind arose!

Dense cyan sword shadows, black wheel shadows, and purple axe and hammer shadows emerged, raining down on the white light sphere like a storm.

A thunderous roar erupted, as if countless thunderclaps sounded simultaneously. A terrifying pressure that made hearts tremble burst forth, causing the nearby void to twist violently.

Mo Yu and Jiao San's expressions changed at the sight, revealing shock.

A torrent of terrifying attacks poured down, engulfing the white light sphere.

The white light sphere trembled madly, like a small white boat in a raging storm, swaying left and right. Its emitted light grew dimmer and dimmer, soon becoming only a thin layer.

The purple-gold giant let out a long howl, rolling sound waves spreading outward. Its body blazed with dazzling purple light, its six arms suddenly thickening. The six weapons in its hands also flared with intensified light, then turned into six afterimages that struck the white light sphere fiercely.

With a crack!

The white light sphere finally shattered, scattering into specks of white light!

Gongshujiu's body emerged, hair disheveled, blood streaming from his facial orifices, seemingly from the recent shock, his face full of astonishment.

A white orb hanging on his chest cracked with a snap and broke apart.

The six weapons paused briefly, then continued downward, striking Gongshujiu's body.

A dull sound like tearing cloth!

Gongshujiu's body split into pieces, nearly turning into a pile of minced flesh.

Seeing this, the purple-gold giant's eyes relaxed.

But at that moment, a white light shot out from the minced flesh—a jade-like translucent nascent soul, surrounded by dozens of strands of crystalline white flames, forming a lotus shape that enveloped the white nascent soul.

Each strand of crystalline white flame contained a crystal thread, unmistakably law crystal threads.

The white flames flickered, and the crystal threads visibly shrank, as if burning.

A powerful law force emanated from the white flames, forcing back the surrounding golden ripples.

Then the white nascent soul flickered, vanished into the void, and disappeared without a trace.

Surprise flickered in the purple-gold giant's eyes, but it did not panic. A black vertical eye appeared between its brows—the Annihilation Eye.

The eye spun, gleaming with dark light, scanning the surroundings.

At the same time, a crystalline chain shot out from the giant's glabella—the Spirit Thread Chain—and also vanished into the void in a flash.

The Spirit Thread Chain looked vastly different from before, twice as thick, with tadpole-like runes appearing around it, faintly exuding a law aura.

Then, with a dull thud!

The void over a thousand zhang away rippled, and with a flash of spiritual light, the crystalline chain shot out, binding the white nascent soul.

The nascent soul's small face was tense, its tiny hands waving vigorously, causing the surrounding white flames to churn and burn fiercely at the crystalline chain, but the chain remained unmoved.

“Still trying to escape!” the purple-gold giant sneered, waving a hand.

A Bamboo Cloudswarm Sword shot out, its surface blazing with cyan and gold light, transforming into a cyan-gold thread in a flash.

An intensely sharp aura emanated from the cyan-gold thread, causing the nearby void to tremble.

The thread shot out like lightning, appearing before the white nascent soul in an instant, and stabbed into its glabella, piercing through with difficulty.

A small hole was pierced in the white nascent soul's glabella. The surrounding white flames dissipated, and all its divine soul consciousness was extinguished, leaving only a pure nascent soul crystal.

Seeing this, the purple-gold giant's eyes relaxed, finally at ease. It formed hand seals, and purple-gold light flowed over its massive body, rapidly shrinking back into Han Li's form.

His face was pale. He formed a single-handed seal and waved, causing the surrounding time domain and the golden ripple zone of the Truthful Speech Wheel to flicker and vanish.

Whether deploying the domain, the Truthful Speech Wheel, or the Nirvana Sacred Body transformation, all consumed immense immortal spiritual power. By now, his immortal spiritual power was completely depleted.

Han Li raised his hand and beckoned. The golden-cyan sword thread flew back, carrying an object, and vanished into his body. The other two Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords and the Heavy Water True Wheel were also put away.

He then took out two pills and swallowed them. Cyan light flickered over his body several times, and his complexion improved slightly.

Once Han Li withdrew his time domain, Jiao San's dark red domain fluctuated and returned to normal.

The woman's eyes flickered as she gave Han Li a deep look, then also withdrew her domain.

After a brief recovery, Han Li immediately waved his hand, sending out a burst of cyan light that swept back a white storage bracelet, two immortal artifacts, and the white nascent soul from Gongshujiu's remains, storing them away.

“Not bad, not bad. Kid, who would have thought that a mere Golden Immortal like you could slay a Taiyi realm cultivator in one go? If this feat spreads, tsk tsk, it would shock the entire immortal realm. The Supreme Law truly lives up to its reputation.” Gray light flashed, and Mo Yu flew over, speaking with a smile.

Hearing this, Han Li's eyes flickered.

If his domain had not resonated with others' domains, greatly increasing its power, he would never have been able to kill Gongshujiu.

At this thought, he couldn't help recalling the scene in the great hall earlier, where the two black-and-white Golden Immortals of the Fuling Sect used the Yin-Yang Law to break through the fire wall, very similar to the domain resonance just now.

Han Li shook his head slightly, dismissing the thought, and looked at Mo Yu, asking solemnly, “Who exactly are you? Should I call you Wusheng Daoist or Gray Immortal Mo Yu?”

“I am Gray Immortal Mo Yu, not Wusheng Daoist,” Mo Yu said with a slight smile.

“Then how much of what you told me earlier about Wusheng Daoist and Lord Minghan is true?” Han Li's heart stirred, but he seemed unsurprised, asking further.

“Earlier, in the Moonflower Palace, I concealed my identity to get you to bring me out. As for the other things I told you, they are all absolutely true, no counterfeit! Wusheng Daoist is Lord Minghan, and she has already arrived here.” As Mo Yu spoke, he turned to look in a certain direction.

Han Li and Jiao San were both startled at these words, and they also followed Mo Yu's gaze.

“Wusheng, since you're here, why not show yourself?” Mo Yu said softly.

A clear shadow flickered in that void, and a figure emerged—it was Lu Yuqing.

But her temperament had changed drastically. She now radiated a cold, snowy yet sharp aura, like a peerless divine sword standing proudly.

Surprise flickered in Han Li's eyes, but then he returned to calm.

“Wusheng, after all these years apart, we finally meet again.” Mo Yu gazed at Lu Yuqing with tender eyes, speaking slowly.

As he spoke, Mo Yu walked over and took Lu Yuqing's hands.

“What are you doing? There are outsiders…” Lu Yuqing could no longer maintain her cold expression; two blushes appeared on her face as she said shyly.

“Back then, a single wrong thought caused us to be separated for so many years, nearly parting forever. This time, no matter what, I will not let go again,” Mo Yu said softly, his tone resolute.

Lu Yuqing struggled slightly, but seemed unable to break free, so she stopped moving and let Mo Yu hold her hands.

Han Li and Jiao San felt a bit awkward at the sight and averted their gazes.

At that moment, the image of Nangong Wan appeared in Han Li's mind. A look of longing filled his eyes as he sighed inwardly.