Chapter 621: So It Was Him

Su Liu in midair, upon hearing this, glanced at the dumbfounded purple-robed cultivator, his expression shifting slightly, but his hands did not pause in the slightest. He formed a hand seal and pointed, and the five-colored thunderball suddenly split apart, once again transforming into four thunder dragons that shot toward the silver fox like lightning.

The silver fox was clearly wary of these four thunder dragons. Its body blazed with silver light, and it shot toward the purple-robed cultivator in a blur of afterimages.

"You begged me to intervene, so let's call it even for what happened before." The purple-robed cultivator smiled faintly and spoke for the first time. His voice was magnetic, yet unmistakably male.

In the distance, Han Li's expression shifted. This voice sounded vaguely familiar.

"Fine." The silver fox halted beside the purple-robed cultivator and called out in exasperation.

The purple-robed cultivator smiled again. He raised both hands and rubbed them together. Instantly, his body erupted with brilliant purple light, which surged and transformed into a dense expanse of purple radiance that roiled around him.

A powerful demonic qi fluctuation burst forth from the purple radiance, spreading outward like a surging tide.

Seeing this, Han Li's heart stirred.

This demonic qi was not only powerful but also extremely pure, far surpassing the demonic qi he released when he activated the Vajra Demon True Art.

The purple radiance rippled slightly, then surged back like a whale drinking water, converging behind the purple-robed cultivator to form a tall, three-headed, six-armed purple phantom.

The three heads were all different in form: one had a single horn and a furious expression; one wore a flame-shaped helmet with its eyes tightly shut, as if asleep; and the last bore a compassionate look with a vertical eye on its forehead.

Each of the three heads had a slender vertical eye on its forehead, all currently closed.

The six arms each held different weapons—maces, whips, battle-axes, and so on—a varied assortment.

The purple-robed cultivator's sleeves fluttered, revealing the skin of his arms, which was covered in patches of fine purple scales.

Seeing this, Han Li raised an eyebrow and finally recalled why the purple-robed cultivator's voice sounded familiar.

"So it was him..." he murmured to himself.

This purple-robed cultivator was most likely Shi Chuankong, whom he had encountered in Yuanhuang City.

The purple scales on the purple-robed cultivator's arms now blazed with bright light. Purple patterns extended from them, rapidly spreading across his entire body. His physique also swelled several times over, his originally slender frame becoming extremely robust. Purple demonic patterns emerged on his body surface, and his eyes turned violet-black, shooting out two beams of purple light.

A vast aura radiated from his body, not reaching the Taiyi realm, but merely at the peak of the Golden Immortal stage.

He formed hand seals and waved his hands, sending two beams of purple light shooting out, which vanished into the dharma idol phantom behind him.

The middle head of the dharma idol phantom, the one with the single horn, suddenly brightened with purple light, becoming more solid, and the vertical eye on its forehead snapped open.

A silver light shot forth from it, radiating an intensely powerful spatial law fluctuation that caused the surrounding void to ripple.

The silver light flashed and vanished into the void without a trace.

The next moment, behind the silver fox, the void shimmered, and a dazzling silver light mass materialized, spinning rapidly to form a silver vortex.

The four thunder dragons shot over, and the silver vortex suddenly expanded, enveloping them within.

With a flash of brilliant silver light, both the vortex and the thunder dragons vanished completely.

Su Liu's expression shifted slightly, a hint of surprise appearing on his face.

But at that moment, behind him, the void shimmered, and a silver vortex materialized.

With a flash of five-colored thunder light, four five-colored thunder dragons shot out from the vortex, striking his back with lightning speed.

Su Liu's body shook violently, and he was sent flying forward.

"That spatial translocation of yours is truly formidable. This Su Liu has shot himself in the foot this time—delightful!" A silver light flashed, and the silver fox landed beside the purple-robed cultivator, laughing heartily.

"Su Liu is not someone we can oppose now. Let's go!" The purple-robed cultivator was not as talkative as the silver fox. He quickly formed hand seals and pointed.

The six arms of the purple dharma idol wrapped around the purple-robed cultivator and the silver fox, then with a bang, transformed into a dazzling purple light that shot into the distance.

"Where do you think you're going!" A thunderous roar of rage rang out.

Countless five-colored thunderbolts materialized, instantly spreading over an area of several hundred zhang, forming a lightning domain that enveloped the purple light formed by the two.

This lightning domain was almost solid, once again blocking the view of Han Li and the others outside.

Within the lightning domain, countless five-colored arcs of electricity converged from all directions, like whips, lashing fiercely at the purple light mass.

The purple light mass fluctuated violently. Wherever the five-colored arcs struck, the purple demonic qi there would be partially evaporated, and the mass shrank rapidly in size.

In the center of the lightning domain, a figure flickered, and Su Liu's form materialized.

The armor on his back was damaged, revealing large patches of bronze-colored skin, clearly showing he was not injured.

At this moment, Su Liu's expression was exceptionally gloomy, seemingly because he had just been struck by his own lightning dragon.

He formed hand seals with both hands, and the five-colored electric arcs within his spiritual domain immediately converged toward one spot, quickly transforming into a massive lightning battle-axe.

A series of deep sound waves emanated from the lightning battle-axe—not the roar of thunder, but waves resembling a song—and a pressure vast enough to split the heavens and earth radiated from the axe.

"Go!"

Su Liu raised his arm and then struck downward.

The lightning battle-axe slowly rotated, releasing a terrifying force that directly tore the nearby void, and it slashed toward the purple light with deceptive speed.

Almost at the same time, a tremendous sword cry rang out as a colossal red sword, as massive as a mountain, flew over, entwined with the phantom of a huge fire python, radiating immense laws of fire.

Although the red giant sword's might was inferior to the lightning battle-axe, it was still formidable; wherever it passed, a black scar was carved in the void, and it too slashed toward the purple light.

The giant sword came from a red figure standing not far away—it was Gongshu Tian, seizing the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot.

The bamboo pole man had somehow awakened and stood behind Gongshu Tian, but due to his severe injuries, he did not make a move.

At that moment, a dazzling silver light suddenly lit up within the purple light, then rapidly expanded, forming a silver spiritual domain in an instant.

The moment the silver spiritual domain took shape, the lightning battle-axe and the red giant sword crashed down upon it.

The silver spiritual domain flashed once, then suddenly twisted and deformed.

The void within several hundred zhang also changed accordingly, constantly stretching or folding.

The lightning battle-axe and the red giant sword were caught by the distorted spatial force nearby, their downward trajectory deflected, and they scraped past the silver spiritual domain, even colliding with each other with a deafening boom.

The originally bright silver spiritual domain dimmed sharply, as if greatly depleted, but it flickered violently again, rapidly elongating and deforming into the shape of a silver shuttle, then plunged into the void and vanished in an instant.

Almost simultaneously, the outer layer of the cyan light screen trembled violently, and a cracking sound came from within.

With a loud bang, the enormous light screen shattered directly, scattering into countless cyan lights that drifted away.

A series of changes occurred in the blink of an eye; Su Liu and Gongshu Tian only saw the silver light flicker rapidly a few times before the silver fox and the purple-robed cultivator had disappeared without a trace.

"Damn it!" Gongshu Tian's face suddenly turned extremely ugly, and he couldn't help cursing.

The bamboo-pole man's expression was also not very pleasant.

Su Liu frowned slightly, the anger on his face slowly fading as he formed a hand seal to disperse the lightning giant axe.

"Fellow Daoist Su, your lightning law happens to counter the Silver Fox. If the three of us had joined forces from the start, Brother Wang would not have been injured, and we wouldn't have let him escape!" Gongshu Tian looked at Su Liu and said in a deep voice.

"Are you questioning me?" Su Liu looked at Gongshu Tian, a chilling aura slowly emanating from him.

"I'm not questioning, just stating the facts. Capturing the Silver Fox is a mission assigned to us three by the higher-ups. Now that he has escaped and taken the Ten Thousand Soul Grass, how do we report to the higher-ups?" Gongshu Tian's face stiffened, and his tone softened a bit.

"Capturing the Silver Fox is your mission. My orders from above were to assist. I have done what I needed to do. How you report is your affair. These people in the carriages are all honored guests attending my Grand Ceremony in Jukun City. Think carefully about how to handle them." Su Liu swept his gaze across the devastated inner city, then glanced at those trapped in the distant flying carriages, and said with a cold laugh.

With those words, he waved his hand to disperse the lightning spirit domain, and without waiting for Gongshu Tian to say anything more, his figure flickered and vanished.

As the lightning spirit domain disappeared, Gongshu Tian and the bamboo-pole man came into view of the crowd.

At this moment, more and more onlookers gathered around, almost forming a sea of people.

The two of them, being watched by so many people, did not look very pleased. Gongshu Tian gave a cold snort, and with a single hand gesture to activate his technique, his figure transformed into two beams of light flying off into the distance.

The flying boat beside them also turned into a streak of spiritual light, chasing after the two, while the people on the boat were thrown out.

Those few, as if granted amnesty, scattered in all directions in the blink of an eye and vanished without a trace.

Seeing that there was no more excitement to be had, the onlookers also quickly dispersed.

"Judging by the expressions of those two, they didn't catch the Silver Fox," Han Li said with a faint smile, looking in the direction where the two supervisory immortals had flown off.

The figure of Shi Chuankong appeared in his mind, and a glint of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

This person, when they first met, should have been a demonic being. The three-headed, six-armed dharma manifestation he displayed was unknown in its divine ability, but it seemed somewhat related to the Vajra Demon-Subduing Art.

Moreover, this person had actually mastered spatial laws. Unfortunately, Su Liu had just unfolded the Lightning Spirit Domain, so he couldn't see the subsequent exchange.

"Fellow Daoist Li, you've seen the excitement. Now we should be going. This place is a hotbed of trouble," Jingyang Shangren said, looking around and urging in a low voice.

"I'm just a bit too curious. Apologies for keeping Fellow Daoist Jingyang waiting. Let's go now," Han Li said with a hearty laugh.