Chapter 782: Fierce Battle

"You think that you can handle me just by keeping our clashes brief?" Tong Yu scoffed as wisps of black qi spilled out from the gaps in his suit of armor, forming a cloud of black mist that encompassed his entire body.

All of the devilish qi in the surrounding area also surged into the cloud of black mist, and all of a sudden, Han Li found himself enshrouded within it as well.

Han Li's brows furrowed slightly upon seeing this, but before he had a chance to do anything, a fist was coming straight at him with tremendous power.

He raised an arm to defend himself, but another fist suddenly came swinging at him from the left.

Before he had a chance to shield himself, he was struck by a heavy blow to the chest, and he gave a muffled groan as he was sent flying through the air.

The cloud of black mist continued to cling to him, and several more punches arrived at once, striking him in the temple, the back of the head, the chest, and other vital regions.

Every single one of these punches packed tremendous force, and they struck him with resounding booms.

Han Li could feel his own immortal spiritual power circulation becoming hampered by the blows,and he hurriedly channeled his true spirit bloodline to conjure up a suit of Xuanwu armor.

The punches fell upon the suit of armor in a torrential barrage, and while the suit of Xuanwu armor did cushion the blows somewhat, they were still far from pleasant to deal with.

Han Li activated his Infernal Devilish Eyes as he swept his gaze across the surrounding black mist, but he was surprised to discover that he couldn't see Tong Yu within it.

All he could see were thousands of fists formed by black mist hurtling toward him from all directions, and it was no wonder that he couldn't defend himself.

Han Li's brows furrowed slightly as he summoned his Mantra Axis Scripture, and as soon as all of the oncoming fists entered the golden ripples released by the axis, they were instantly slowed down to a crawl.

Han Li swept his gaze over them to discover that they numbered in the tens of thousands, and a faint smile appeared on his face as he flipped a hand over to summon an Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Sword.

Immediately thereafter, he shot forward through the air with sword in hand, and the lightning patterns on the sword were flashing incessantly. Following the injection of Bone Rinsing Golden Lightning, the Divine Devilbane Lightning in the sword had attained lightning law powers, making it far more formidable than before.

Thick arcs of golden lightning erupted through the air in all directions, tearing through the surrounding black mist.

All of the black fists that were struck by the golden lightning instantly disintegrated into black mist, and their auras completely vanished.

Han Li continued to scour his surroundings with his Infernal Devilish Eyes, but all he could see was a boundless expanse of black devilish qi in all directions.

A hint of frustration began to well up in Han Li's heart upon seeing this. While he had managed to restrict the devilish qi with his Mantra Treasured Axis, they were completely impervious to his sword qi and lightning-based attacks.

Immediately thereafter, Tong Yu swept a sleeve through the air to release a golden talisman that fell upon the giant hands, and the talisman instantly vanished, following which several long strings of strange runes appeared over the black hands to tie them together.

A burst of formidable restrictive power then surged out of the giant hands, and despite the Essence Fire Raven's best efforts, it was unable to struggle free as the fiery power radiating from its body was firmly contained by the peculiar energy fluctuations being released by the runes.

On the other side, Shi Chuankong was being forced back into retreat by the formidable sword qi unleashed by Yin Yu, and at this point, he was already very far from Han Li.

He could see what was happening in Han Li's battle out of the corner of his eye, and a sense of despair began to set in.

"Don't make this more difficult for yourself than it has to be. Your companion may have mastered the laws of time, but there's no way he can oppose Tong Yu. Our king instructed us to capture you alive, so just come back with us to meet your brother. If you surrender now, you can be spared of torment, but if you continue to resist, then I'll amputate your limbs, then torture you to my heart's content before taking you back," Yin Yu said with a cold expression.

"My brother? So it really was Shi Zhanfeng. What compensation did he offer your king in exchange for my life? I'm willing to give three times the compensation if you let me go," Shi Chuankong proposed as he forced a smile onto his own face.

"If you want to negotiate, then you can negotiate with our king. I'm just here to kill," Yin Yu replied in a cold voice.

"In that case, can you get Fellow Daoist Tong Yu to stop so I can go and see your king with my companion?" Shi Chuankong negotiated, while a silver lute appeared in his grasp, concealed within his baggy sleeve.

However, his sneaky tactics failed to trick Yin Yu, and a cold look flashed through the latter's eyes as he slashed his longsword through the air, unleashing hundreds of streaks of white swordlight that formed a giant mountain before crashing down upon Shi Chuankong.

Shi Chuankong was just about to dart back in retreat when he felt a sharp pain in his knees, and he looked down to discover that two sharp streaks of transparent sword qi had emerged, seemingly out of thin air, before instantly piercing through his knees.

That split-second delay made it impossible for him to evade the oncoming attack, so he had no choice but to raise the Virata Lute in front of him before strumming its strings with one hand.

The silver light emanating from the lute trembled as the space above it warped and twisted, then compressed together to oppose the vast mountain of swordlight.

A string of resounding booms rang out as the spatial power summoned by the Virata Lute clashed incessantly against the streaks of swordlight, and the compressed space was being rapidly whittled away, while only the outermost layer of swordlight had been eradicated.

Right as Shi Chuankong was about to be overwhelmed, an earth-shattering boom suddenly rang out in the distance.

Yin Yu's brows furrowed slightly as he turned in that direction, just in time to see Han Li abruptly rush out of the gray statue within Tong Yu's spirit domain, holding an Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Sword in one hand and a green gourd in the other.

Tong Yu was very much taken aback to see this, but he reacted very quickly, lashing out with his fists.

A relentlessly stream of devilish qi was released from his fists, and it was compounding upon itself in layers with each punch that was thrown, forming a layered wall of devilish qi that hurtled directly toward Han Li.