The Death of the Profound Bone Saint

Han Li’s expression was extremely unpleasant!

Although the lightning net had temporarily stopped all the gray-white flames, these flames were burning fiercely along the surface of the electric arcs as if nothing could stop them.

This had formed a gray-white fire dome, trapping Han Li inside it.

Now, even if he wanted to flee, he could not.

What worried Han Li even more was that these gray-white flames were slowly devouring the pale golden electric arcs. The speed was slow, but it was steadily shrinking the lightning net around him.

Of course, the flames themselves seemed to be depleting as well, but overall, the Asura Holy Flame held an overwhelming advantage.

Seeing this, the Profound Bone Saint breathed a great sigh of relief, a smile appearing on his face.

He could not believe that, under the shroud of the Asura Holy Flame, Han Li still had any means to escape.

After all, given the fame of this flame, the Profound Bone Saint believed that even a Nascent Soul cultivator caught within it would have to suffer significant origin energy damage to unleash a secret technique and break free. Once he had his own refined holy flame and restored his Nascent Soul cultivation to its peak, he believed sweeping through most of the Chaotic Star Sea would be absolutely no problem.

Thinking this, the Profound Bone Saint narrowed his eyes, lost in his fantasies. To him, Han Li at this moment was no different from a dead man.

The situation was indeed growing worse!

As the golden net shrank, the defense formed by the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder was about to break. But Han Li, his face dark, expressionlessly spread both hands. Two slender bolts of golden lightning shot from his palms, instantly merging with the golden arcs on the net.

The golden lightning surged continuously from Han Li’s hands onto the lightning net. The once-weak net immediately flared with renewed golden brilliance. Not only did it return to its original size, but it began rapidly springing forth finger-thick arcs, once again pushing back the gray-white holy flames and even beginning to surround them.

The Profound Bone Saint’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head. He almost leaped from where he stood!

Only now did he understand what was meant by “man proposes, heaven disposes.”

Han Li still had this much Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder. This was truly a blow to the old demon’s nerves.

Even if the Asura Holy Flame was a higher-tier existence than the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder, with such an overwhelming quantity of thunder, it was hard to say who would annihilate whom!

The Profound Bone Saint stared at Han Li as if looking at a monster.

He desperately wanted to see just how many Gold Lightning Bamboo artifacts were hidden inside Han Li’s unremarkable body. Could it be that his divine thunder was truly inexhaustible?

No sooner had this thought appeared than the Profound Bone Saint, alarmed, bit down hard on the tip of his tongue.

The sharp pain and faint taste of blood immediately cleared his mind.

He shook his head slightly, wiping the absurd thought from his mind.

Inexhaustible Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder? Naturally, such a thing was impossible. He had merely lost some confidence from the sheer amount of divine thunder the opponent had unleashed.

But the Profound Bone Saint believed that after repeatedly releasing so much divine thunder, the opponent must truly have very little left. He just had to endure this critical moment, and he could completely annihilate Han Li. All those Gold Lightning Bamboo artifacts would naturally become his!

With this thought, the Profound Bone Saint’s spirits lifted again. After greedily staring at Han Li for a few moments, he looked up toward the orb in the sky.

If the opponent still had Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder he hadn’t released, then what about him? He had yet to merge all his Dry Blue Ice Flame into the Asura Holy Flame. He had only merged a small portion of the ice flame to reduce the risk of backlash from the secret technique.

But now, it seemed this small portion of holy flame was still not enough to destroy Han Li.

Only by merging and releasing the remaining ice flame entirely could he completely obliterate the opponent in one go.

With this thought, he nodded slightly, forming hand seals and beginning to cast.

The orb in the sky spun at high speed, once again emitting a dazzling glow.

Seeing this, Han Li’s heart turned ice-cold.

Just as the Profound Bone Saint had predicted, Han Li, by continuously unleashing Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder to clash with the Dry Blue Ice Flame and the Asura Holy Flame, had indeed exhausted nearly ninety percent of his divine thunder. Now, seeing the opponent about to conjure more Asura Holy Flame to attack, Han Li knew he absolutely could not rely on the remaining divine thunder to hold out.

His only option was to break through the flame’s blockade immediately and flee first. After all, no matter how powerful the opponent’s flames were, if they could not touch his body, they were useless.

With this thought, Han Li steeled himself. He instantly activated and released all the remaining Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder within his body.

Two thick, arm-sized golden arcs shot from both palms simultaneously, striking the lightning net.

The golden net flickered rapidly a few times, and with a low rumble of thunder, it finally transformed into a golden glow and exploded entirely.

Countless pale golden electric sparks pushed back the remaining gray-white flames far away.

At that moment, Han Li’s form flickered a few times, disappearing from his original spot and reappearing several zhang away.

During this movement, Han Li was secretly drenched in cold sweat.

He was terrified of accidentally touching even a single wisp of the gray-white flame, which would be fatal to him.

Now that he had escaped the Asura Holy Flame’s shroud, Han Li did not hesitate. He flicked his cloak, and the blood-red cloak began to float without wind.

This was the sign of activating the ancient treasure.

He had made up his mind to charge all the way to the stone steps, then use the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords to pierce the barrier and make his escape.

Seeing this, the Profound Bone Saint guessed Han Li’s intentions.

Filled with urgency, he instinctively increased his mana, accelerating the transformation of the orb.

A deep rumble sounded. The entire orb burst into flames, and in an instant, its surface turned completely into gray-white fire, as if the Asura Holy Flame had been fully formed.

But oddly, a small, inconspicuous blue glow remained at the center of the fireball. This light mass kept pulsating, as if it were unstable.

Seeing this, the Profound Bone Saint was slightly stunned but quickly disregarded it. Perhaps this was because his mana was insufficient and the transformation was incomplete. It was nothing serious!

What concerned him was that Han Li was about to flee. He would never let Han Li escape like this.

So he immediately waved his hand gently at the white fireball. The fireball trembled a few times, about to change shape and launch its attack according to his will.

But at that moment, a sudden change occurred!

The residual blue glow at the center of the gray-white fireball flickered a few times, then exploded at the core of the fireball.

Instantly, the surface of the fireball became uneven, and a piercing whistle could be faintly heard from within!

The Profound Bone Saint was greatly alarmed and hurriedly tried to control the fireball’s change.

But he had long forgotten that this Asura Holy Flame was not truly his refined flame. He was merely using external force to forcibly control it. Now, stimulated by the explosion at its core, the fireball could no longer maintain stability. It completely lost control and ran amok. His meager mana was utterly incapable of controlling it!

Amid the Profound Bone Saint’s sweat, the fireball rapidly shifted between black, green, and white several times before exploding right above his head.

Countless gray-white flames scattered and fell.

The Profound Bone Saint’s face instantly lost all color.

Without daring to think, he spun his body rapidly, releasing a large cloud of black-green ghostly qi that surged upward to support the out-of-control Asura Holy Flame.

Then, with a shake of his form, he shot out like a crossbow bolt. If he could escape the range of the fireball’s explosion, he could save his life.

The black-green ghostly qi, though imposing, melted away like mud into the sea upon contact with the falling gray-white flames, offering no obstruction at all.

Fortunately, the falling speed of these Asura Holy Flames was not very fast. Even though the explosion covered a wide area, the Profound Bone Saint’s front foot had just darted out, and his back foot was about to clear the affected range.

But at that moment, a series of green flashes appeared before the Profound Bone Saint’s eyes. More than ten streaks of azure sword light came slashing at his face.

It was Han Li. Seeing the reversal, he immediately abandoned his thoughts of fleeing and, seizing the moment, flicked his fingers, sending out numerous azure sword beams that blocked the Profound Bone Saint’s path.

The Profound Bone Saint was both shocked and enraged, cursing inwardly!

But he had no time to dodge. He could only grit his teeth, cross his arms in front of his chest defensively, and let a thin layer of green qi emerge from his body for protection. He charged straight ahead.

When a streak of azure light reached him, he opened his mouth and spat out a beam of green light. It was the old demon’s own artifact, the Gold Lightning Bamboo Arrow!

This green beam shattered four or five of the azure sword beams before finally being knocked aside.

The remaining sword beams struck brutally against the Profound Bone Saint’s crossed arms.

“Bang! Bang!” Five or six dull impacts sounded in succession.

The Profound Bone Saint had clearly underestimated the power of Han Li’s Azure Essence Sword Beams. Though he endured the first four beams without injury, the fifth and sixth shattered his protective green qi and struck his true body solidly. His darting form staggered, and instead of advancing, he was forced back several steps.

This time, the Profound Bone Saint’s soul nearly left his body! With panic on his face, he hurriedly reached into his bosom, as if trying to take out something. But a delicate, seemingly gentle, and cool gray-white flame had silently landed on his shoulder.

“Sizzle!” The gray-white flame blazed up.

The Profound Bone Saint didn’t even have time to scream. His form dissolved in the flames, turning to ashes and vanishing without a trace.

(Hehe, we’ll be back to the normal two chapters a day starting tomorrow! I’d like to ask everyone for some recommendation tickets. Yú Wúyǔ thanks you all first! I hope everyone will continue to enjoy the book!)