Chapter 518: The Star River Sword Formation

Besides the seventy-two Star Flying Swords, there were also three long swords on the ground, one white, one black, and one green.

These three long swords were all at the immortal artifact level, and even before being activated, they emitted waves of law fluctuations.

Han Li picked up the white long sword. The sword was bone-white throughout, and although it was straight, the blade had some unevenness, as if it were forged from the leg bone of some demon beast.

He waved his hand, and the bone-white sword immediately brightened, stirring up a swirl of white yin wind around it, and the entire sword exuded a piercing coldness.

Even with Han Li's robust physical body, he couldn't help but shiver slightly, yet the surrounding seawater did not freeze.

His eyes lit up. The law contained within this white bone sword seemed to affect only the physical body, which was quite miraculous and could be used to deal with cultivators with strong physical bodies.

Han Li set the white bone sword aside and picked up another black immortal sword.

This sword was pitch-black, much shorter than ordinary immortal swords, only about a foot long, and its blade was slender, with a faint dark green fine line engraved on it.

Han Li's pupils suddenly contracted, and he wiped his finger across the edge of the black slender sword.

His finger felt a slight pain, and a wound was cut on the fingertip. The wound showed a pitch-black color and rapidly festered, spreading quickly to the surrounding area.

"Such potent poison..." Han Li's eyes showed a hint of admiration.

As he muttered to himself, a golden light appeared on his fingertip, and the spread of the black poison on his finger immediately slowed greatly, and the trace of poison law contained in the wound was forced out.

The pitch-black wound quickly darkened, disappearing without a trace after a few breaths, and his finger returned to its original state.

He put down the black slender sword and looked at the last immortal sword.

This sword was dark green, as tall as a person, and was a heavy sword with a wavy blade, emitting a chilling gleam.

Among the three immortal swords, this one contained the most powerful law force, not inferior to any immortal artifact on Gongshu Jiu or Feng Tiandu.

Han Li closed his five fingers, grasped the hilt of this sword, and lifted it.

The next moment, his expression changed slightly.

This sword was extremely heavy, though far from comparable to the Heavy Water True Wheel; if a cultivator with slightly weaker physical strength tried to refine and use it, they might not even be able to lift it.

As he pondered, Han Li moved his arm, and the dark green heavy sword instantly turned into a blurry green sword shadow.

A powerful law fluctuation spread from the green sword shadow, and this law force was none other than the Law of Destruction.

Han Li moved his hand, and the green sword shadow suddenly contracted sharply, condensing into a green beam of light that slashed toward the distant seabed.

With a "whoosh" sound!

The seabed, like a piece of brittle cloth, was split open by the sword strike, creating a huge gap dozens of miles long and a hundred zhang wide.

The entire seabed shook violently, as if an earthquake had occurred, and the distant Cold Crystal Island also rumbled and shook, taking a while to stabilize.

A trace of joy flashed in Han Li's eyes.

This sword had not yet been refined, and he had just used only a fraction of its power, yet it was already so formidable. The law force it contained was a pure destructive power.

If he had struck with full force just now, he could have easily shattered the seabed for thousands of miles around, and the distant Cold Crystal Island would not have been spared.

At that moment, a divine sense emanated from Cold Crystal Island, rapidly spreading outward—it was the loose immortal stationed on the island.

Han Li did not wish to meet him at this time, so he raised his hand, and a faint blue ripple enveloped himself and the traces left by the sword strike.

The loose immortal's divine sense swept back and forth near the island several times, found nothing unusual, and quickly withdrew, not reappearing.

Han Li did not dispel the blue ripple but let it continue to cover him.

He glanced at the dark green heavy sword in his hand, nodded, and put it away along with the other two swords, then turned his gaze to the elixirs.

After inspecting them one by one, a smile appeared on Han Li's lips.

These elixirs and other items were in no way inferior to the treasured elixirs in the storage artifacts of Xiao Jinhan and Feng Tiandu; most were various healing and antidote elixirs, thoroughly prepared for exploration.

After categorizing and storing the elixirs, he looked at the last items: two jade slip tomes and a strange piece of silk.

Of the two jade slips, one was pale gold, and the other was pale blue, with the latter being much thicker than the former.

He first picked up the golden tome and quickly flipped through it.

This tome recorded a profound cultivation technique called the "Bright Moon Sword Art," a sword cultivator technique said to be cultivable up to the Taiyi realm.

Although it was related to swords, the sword intent it cultivated was vastly different from Han Li's, but some parts could be used for reference.

After putting down this tome, he picked up the other pale blue jade slip and, upon scanning it, felt a stir in his heart.

This tome recorded various exquisite sword techniques, totaling nearly a thousand kinds, each one exquisitely subtle, broadening his horizons.

These sword techniques were not only for killing but also for severing inner demons, tempering the spirit, and other uses.

Other esoteric content, such as sword control techniques, sword appraisal techniques, and sword nurturing techniques, was vast and boundless.

Han Li had previously considered himself proficient in swordsmanship, but upon seeing the records in this jade slip, he realized he was truly a frog at the bottom of a well.

The path of the sword cultivator was truly vast and boundless; what he had mastered before was merely a drop in the ocean.

Han Li simply sat cross-legged, reading the jade slip with rapt attention, quickly finishing the first half and turning to the second half.

His face lit up with joy; the second half of the tome recorded various sword formations, even more profound than the preceding sword techniques.

"Wild Sand Shadow Sword Formation!"

"Sleeping Moon Soul-Reflecting Sword Formation!"

"Three Talents Return to Origin Sword Formation!"

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One exquisite sword formation after another unfolded before Han Li, not only for killing enemies but also trapping formations, defensive formations, and even formations that used sword qi to stimulate acupoints and temper the body, greatly broadening his horizons.

Han Li browsed quickly and soon reached the end of the tome.

At the very end of the tome, a sword formation was also recorded, and it took up considerable space.

After a few glances, he couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation, his gaze sharpening.

At first, his expression was calm, but as time passed, it gradually turned serious, then transformed into delight.

After a full meal's time, Han Li finally looked up, his eyes flickering.

This sword formation was called the "Grand Star River Sword Formation." As the name suggested, it was a star sword formation, extremely complex. It was a peerless formation created by Wusheng Daoren after reading all the sword formations in the world and contemplating the changes of the vast starry river over a hundred thousand years. It was the pinnacle of the Wusheng Sword Sect's sword formations, capable of killing enemies one or two minor realms above.

It could even be said that all the seemingly dazzling sword techniques and formations before seemed to exist only for this final sword formation, which was the culmination.

To set up this sword formation, seventy-two flying swords were needed, and they had to be flying swords containing star power, of extremely high quality; otherwise, they could not withstand the immense power of the formation. Once the formation was complete, each flying sword would resonate with a star in the sky, drawing down star power, making the formation resemble a brilliant starry river. It could be said to have transcended the category of formations and could manifest the natural Dao of heaven and earth.

Although this formation was powerful, it also required high cultivation—only Taiyi realm cultivators with strong divine sense could wield it.

However, if only thirty-six flying swords were used, a simplified "Lesser Star River Sword Formation" could be deployed, and its cultivation requirement was lower. A late-stage Golden Immortal with deep immortal spiritual power could barely use it, and it would be absolutely invincible among peers.

Han Li slowly exhaled, suppressing his excited emotions.

He was deeply tempted by this "Grand Star River Sword Formation."

At the Golden Immortal stage, it was manageable, but once at the Taiyi stage, achieving the Jade Immortal body, a gap of one minor realm was like a chasm, and crossing realms to kill enemies was basically impossible unless one had extremely strong laws or immortal artifacts.

This "Grand Star River Sword Formation" dared to boast of killing enemies one or two realms above—truly unimaginable in its power.

With this thought, Han Li turned his gaze to the seventy-two pale blue flying swords beside him, reached out to take one, and flicked it with his finger.

The flying sword twisted and trembled like a blue spirit snake, emitting a clear sword hum.

That Jin Hai had refined this set of star flying swords, obviously also wanting to cultivate the "Grand Star River Sword Formation," but whether he succeeded back then was unknown.

The quality of these star flying swords was decent, but they might not meet the requirements of the "Grand Star River Sword Formation."

However, finding out the result was not difficult—just find an opportunity to test it.

Although the tome recorded that only cultivators at the late Golden Immortal stage could barely use the "Lesser Star River Sword Formation," his immortal spiritual power was far deeper than that of an average mid-stage Golden Immortal, so he might be able to use it.

Han Li put down the flying sword, a contemplative expression on his face.

Even if these star flying swords could be used for the Star River Sword Formation, he estimated it would be barely manageable.

To display the true power of the "Grand Star River Sword Formation," a new set of star flying swords would have to be refined.

His Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords happened to be seventy-two in number, far superior in quality to these star flying swords. Although they did not contain star power, that could be changed.

This tome recorded several advanced sword-nurturing techniques, among which was a formation secret art called the "Star Gathering Spirit Formation" that drew down star power to temper flying swords.

This secret art could draw down star power to refine impurities within the flying sword, improving its quality, and after being tempered by this secret art, the flying sword would gradually transform into a star attribute.

Jin Hai had made some annotations after this secret art, and Han Li guessed that he had used this secret art to refine this set of star flying swords.

However, what effect this would have on the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords was unknown.

Moreover, after the trip to the Nethercold Immortal Mansion, he could barely activate three flying swords. It would be unknown how many years before he could activate thirty-six, let alone seventy-two.

Han Li gave a bitter laugh and shook his head.

It seemed this matter would have to wait for another opportunity.