Although Han Li was greatly puzzled by Feng Yue's extremely swift movement technique, his mind was filled with suspicion.
But now was not the time to get to the bottom of it. Helplessly, he first put away the "Golden Light Brick" talisman treasure he had taken out, then waved the mother blade of the "Golden Tadpole Mother-Child Blades" in his hand, sending all the child blades out in a swarm. They transformed into eight streaks of brilliant golden light, shooting fiercely toward Feng Yue. Han Li wanted to see if he could rely on the sheer number of these golden blades to win through chaos.
If the opponent would recall the yellow radiance to protect himself, that would naturally be even better—at least it could maintain a stalemate. However, Han Li had little confidence in this. Since the opponent had such a great reputation, his strength certainly went beyond what he had shown, and this attack also carried the intention of probing.
Sure enough, when Feng Yue saw Han Li's golden blades flying toward him, he showed no trace of panic.
He let out several cold laughs, then revealed something he had just taken out—it was a yellow umbrella-shaped magic artifact.
Feng Yue did not let go of the umbrella. Instead, unhurriedly, just as the eight golden lights were about to reach him, he opened the umbrella. Immediately, a perfectly round yellow sphere of light, similar to a barrier, enveloped Feng Yue's entire body. When the golden blades struck the sphere, a series of crackling sounds erupted, and all the blades were easily deflected away.
This was also a top-grade defensive magic artifact, and judging by its power, it was absolutely superior to Han Li's Flying Sky Shield.
Han Li's expression changed drastically, his face turning somewhat pale. Meanwhile, Feng Yue burst into loud, wild laughter, his face filled with smug satisfaction.
This was no surprise. Ever since he had obtained this "Yellow Luo Umbrella," he had never been injured by a low-rank cultivator again. Now seeing the shock on Han Li's face, he naturally felt immense pleasure.
Feng Yue valued this umbrella far more than the small knife talisman treasure. After all, a talisman treasure could only be used a limited number of times, and once its power was exhausted, it became nothing but waste paper. But this "Yellow Luo Umbrella" could save his life countless times!
Han Li sighed, formed a hand seal, pointed with his finger, and recalled all the golden blades. They returned to his hand and reverted to their original form.
Feng Yue did not know what Han Li intended, but feeling secure in his defense, he devoted himself entirely to commanding the yellow radiance, launching incredibly fierce attacks. He manipulated the small knife to move like lightning, flying ceaselessly around Han Li, up and down, trying to seize any moment of carelessness to slip past the shield and slash directly at Han Li within the inner circle.
But what Feng Yue did not know was that in terms of defensive power and range, the "Flying Sky Shield" might be far inferior to his "Yellow Luo Umbrella" magic artifact. But when it came to agility, this small shield was absolutely far beyond ordinary defensive magic artifacts!
As a result, no matter how frantically Feng Yue drove the yellow radiance, no matter how ingeniously it circled, the shield blocked it firmly outside every time. Only then did he realize that unless he completely destroyed this shield, he simply could not get close to Han Li!
With a look of frustration, he had no choice but to return to his old method of using the small knife's yellow radiance to gradually wear down the iron shield's defense. But even though most of the black light on the shield's surface had been eroded, what remained was still enough to hold him off for a moment.
At this point, seeing that victory was truly out of reach, Han Li gritted his teeth and made a decision that caused him great heartache.
He put the golden blades into his storage pouch and brought out another small black-green gourd. Raising it high, he sprayed out seven or eight black spheres, which drifted lightly toward Feng Yue.
Feng Yue naturally observed Han Li's actions and was momentarily stunned. Because this gourd magic artifact was far too ordinary—virtually every low-rank cultivator knew of this cost-effective artifact, and almost all had used something similar.
Regardless of whether the container was a gourd, a bottle, or a pot, the spheres it sprayed all bore the impressive name "Primordial Chaos Beads." But their power was truly pitiful compared to top-grade artifacts, barely ranking among mid-grade magic artifacts.
However, precisely because of this, Feng Yue felt a twinge of suspicion.
Before the spheres could approach, he reached into his pouch and pulled out an "Ice Spear Technique" talisman. With a flick, the talisman immediately transformed into a crystalline white ice spear that hurtled to meet the incoming spheres.
With a crisp "bang," the ice spear shattered after colliding with and knocking away three or four spheres in succession. White ice shards scattered through the air like heavenly maidens scattering flowers, forming a small hailstorm of striking beauty.
Seeing this, Feng Yue finally relaxed and refocused his attention on Han Li. Because at this moment, Han Li held a large green banner in his hand. On its surface, a green flood dragon bared its fangs and claws, straining to leap forth as if it were alive.
Feng Yue's experience was extremely rich, and the moment he saw it, he knew—this was certainly a fine piece among top-grade magic artifacts. Its power absolutely could not be underestimated!
And Han Li was waving this banner, slowly gathering brilliant green spiritual light on its surface. The radiance was dazzling, and the momentum was truly formidable.
Although Feng Yue had full confidence in the Yellow Luo Umbrella, his cunning and cautious nature made him stare unblinkingly at the green banner, fearing that this artifact might have some unexpected peculiar ability that could break through his defense.
As for those Primordial Chaos Beads, he had already written them off as mere diversions thrown out by his opponent to distract his vision, and naturally ignored them. With the pitiful power of Primordial Chaos Beads, even if they hovered around the Yellow Luo Umbrella all day, they would not be able to disturb its defense in the slightest.
However, Feng Yue was also deeply wary and puzzled by Han Li bringing out one top-grade magic artifact after another.
He guessed that Han Li, like that Treasure Girl, was the junior disciple of some powerful expert, and the urgency to kill Han Li only intensified.
He feared that if the opponent survived and left, the consequences would be endless. Moreover, the opponent had witnessed the entire process of him killing and seizing treasures. If the Treasure Girl's elders came looking for him, he would be in enormous trouble.
Just as Feng Yue was captivated by Han Li's Green Flood Dragon Banner and his killing intent surged even higher, the few Primordial Chaos Beads finally flew to his front and struck the defensive barrier raised by the Yellow Luo Umbrella. After several crisp impact sounds, the first few beads were easily deflected away.
Hearing the sounds, Feng Yue instinctively glanced down.
"With these Primordial Chaos Beads, you think you can attack me? How utterly delusional! Never mind them, even if it were—"
"Huh? Why is this one so small, and blue..."
Feng Yue had barely finished mocking when he noticed that after one Primordial Chaos Bead was deflected, a blue bead hidden behind it was suddenly revealed. It was only the size of a pill, far smaller than an ordinary Primordial Chaos Bead.
Feng Yue was slightly startled. Before he could form any other thought, the blue bead had already made contact with the spherical barrier.
"A white light—a dazzling, eye-searing white light!"
These were the last colors Feng Yue would ever see in this world. Then warmth spread through his body, and everything else became unknown.
From across the way, Han Li's eyes only saw that the moment the blue bead touched the yellow light, it instantly erupted into a silver-white sphere of light roughly ten feet in size. Silently, it enveloped most of Feng Yue's body within it. After a brief moment, the white light vanished without a trace.
Feng Yue's stunned face was revealed, and he appeared to be completely unharmed.
Han Li's heart sank. Before he could take any action, a gentle breeze blew past. Feng Yue's body, caught in the wind, suddenly crumbled like sand and scattered into flying ash.
In the original spot, only two half-length calves and a pair of boots remained, standing alone on the ground—an indescribably eerie sight!
Seeing this scene, Han Li did not feel fear. Instead, he collapsed to the ground, letting out a long, deep breath. The heart that had been in his throat finally settled down.
After deploying his ultimate killing weapon, the "Heavenly Thunder Seed," and executing a series of feints and misdirection, he had finally made Feng Yue vanish completely from this world.
Yet Han Li's face did not show much joy. Instead, it was filled with self-mockery and a bitter smile.
This was hardly surprising. The expedition into the forbidden land had only reached its second day, and he had already exhausted all his magic artifacts, even using up his final trump card. How could he possibly feel happy about that?
Thinking of how many more formidable opponents like Feng Yue he might encounter in the remaining three days, the heart Han Li had just relaxed grew heavy once more.
However, if he had not used the Heavenly Thunder Seed this time, he certainly would not have escaped death. The Flying Sky Shield was on the verge of collapsing. And after killing this fellow, with the opponent's top-grade magic artifacts added to the Treasure Girl's, he had not suffered a loss at all—he had actually made a huge profit!
When Han Li thought of this, his spirits lifted. He quickly looked across again. But the moment his gaze landed, his mouth fell wide open, and for a long while, he could not utter a single word!