Chapter 1087: Abnormal Actions

Chapter 1087: Abnormal Actions

Han Li had managed to ward off the translucent sword qi without much trouble, but the same didn't apply to everyone.

A series of gashes were quickly torn into the spherical light barrier around the Lan siblings, and it began to flash erratically, on the verge of collapse.

Their expressions changed drastically upon seeing this, and they hurriedly released a series of blue law threads that fused into the barrier to fortify it.

Eight blue dragon projections instantly appeared over its surface, letting loose draconic roars as they roamed over the light barrier.

As a result, the spherical light barrier was instantly stabilized, and the Lan siblings were also able to fly out of the plaza to reach safety.

Inside the protective barrier, one of Lan Yuanzi's arms had been severed at the elbow, and there was also a deep gash on Lan Yan's shoulder.

These streaks of translucent sword qi had been far more powerful than they anticipated. Thankfully, they had summoned their most powerful defensive immortal treasure, the Eight Dragon Water Bead. Otherwise, they would've surely lost their lives.

Similarly, a series of gashes had also been sliced into the white light barrier around Wyrm 3 and Fox 3, putting it on the verge of collapse.

In this dire situation, Wyrm 3 pressed both of her hands against the light barrier, and two bursts of dark red light erupted out of the palms of her hands, forming a dark red light barrier that was imbued with a burst of reincarnation law powers.

The dark red light barrier wasn't particularly thick, but it was extremely resilient and managed to keep the oncoming sword qi firmly at bay.

However, instead of retreating out of the plaza, the two of them were staring intently at the golden altar up ahead.

As for Lei Yuce and Wen Zhong, both of them were casting a rapid stream of incantation seals into the golden array around them, and a golden sword projection that was over a thousand feet tall instantly appeared within the array.

All of the translucent sword qi that pierced into the array were instantly tamed, circling around the golden sword projection momentarily before fusing into it.

Where's Xiong Shan? He's not already dead, is he?

Han Li scanned his gaze over the surrounding area in search of Xiong Shan, only to discover that the latter was currently flying toward the golden altar with a cloud of golden mist around him.

The golden mist was giving off insubstantial sword intent that resembled clouds and mist, and the streaks of oncoming translucent sword qi merely passed straight through his body without harming him at all.

What kind of secret technique is this?

Han Li's brows furrowed slightly as he took a closer look, upon which he discovered that even though the cloud of golden mist was keeping Xiong Shan safe from the oncoming sword qi, with each streak of sword qi that passed through him, the cloud of mist would be whittled down slightly.

However, to everyone's surprise, not only did Xiong Shan not fall back in retreat, he continued to pounce on the ancient sword, and in the blink of an eye, he was no more than a hundred feet away from it.

The golden flame beside the golden sword seemed to have detected something, and it immediately swelled drastically in size before releasing bursts of golden fire that fused with the sword qi released by the ancient sword.

Excited by this prospect, Han Li made a beckoning motion to recover his Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords back up his sleeve, then began flying toward the altar, relying on his Mantra Treasured Axis and Time Severing Fire Domain to keep him safe.

However, right at this moment, the black wind blowing out of the rift above the altar abruptly intensified significantly, sending gusts of yin wind sweeping through the entire cave, scattering even the fiery sword qi around the altar.

A chorus of ghastly howls rang out as Han Li instantly stopped cold in his tracks.

Right at this moment, the ancient sword and the golden flame on the altar lit up once again, as did the golden array around them, and the streaks of fiery sword qi that were hurtling toward Han Li and the others stopped in their tracks before converging toward the rift.

"It's too late to be focusing on us now!"

A burst of sinister cackling rang out from within the black rift, following which a thick bolt of black lightning erupted out from within, blasting a huge hole into the barrage of fiery sword qi up ahead before striking the golden flame.

While all of the fiery sword qi was directed toward the black rift, a cloud of barely visible golden mist pounced on the opportunity to drift toward the altar at an incredible speed, timing its approaching to perfection.

Everyone's attention was focused on the black rift and the two items on the altar, so no one noticed the faint cloud of golden mist.

The bolt of black lightning struck the golden flame at the top of the altar with a resounding boom, producing a massive explosion of black and golden light that caused the nearby space to warp and buzz incessantly.

The golden flame flickered a few times, following which its connection with the yin yang symbol beneath it was severed, and it was sent flying through the air, coincidentally directly toward Han Li.

Han Li's eyes immediately lit up as he hurriedly made a hand seal, and several time law threads flew out of his Time Severing Torch before wrapping themselves around the golden flame and pulling it toward him.

To his surprise, the golden flame was easily pulled to his side without any resistance.

At this point, the cloud of thin golden mist had also reached the top of the altar, and it abruptly transformed into Xiong Shan.

At this moment, Xiong Shan was in an absolutely horrific physical condition. His body was riddled with countless wounds, and his legs and left arm were nowhere to be seen, leaving only a severely ravaged right arm behind.

Strangely enough, none of these wounds shed even a single drop of blood.

The ancient sword was currently still releasing streaks of sword qi, and what remained of Xiong Shan's body was instantly punched full of holes, almost tearing him apart entirely.

Despite this, Xiong Shan seemed to be completely unaware of his own grievous condition a he continued to stare at the ancient sword with a look of obsessive infatuation in his eyes, and he reached out with his only remaining hand to grab onto the hilt of the sword before tugging it upward.

Han Li's brows furrowed slightly upon seeing this.

That bolt of black lightning from earlier had been extremely formidable, yet it was only just barely able to knock the golden flame down from the altar. Given Xiong Shan's current condition, it was extremely unlikely that he would be able to pull the ancient sword out of the altar.

However, things did not unfold as Han Li anticipated.