"Unexpectedly, I can still encounter illusions and anomalies here..." Han Li said with a smile, showing little sign of alarm.

"Brother Li, you are quite calm. This illusion is no simple matter. I just tried to break it with my clan's secret divine sense technique, but failed. If you have a way to break it, you should act as soon as possible, before the illusion turns into a killing formation." Shi Chuan Kong looked at Han Li and said with a wry smile.

Han Li nodded and said nothing more, silently activating the Refinement Art.

As the power of his divine sense increased, when he looked around again, he saw that those beautiful women with skin like凝脂, dancing gracefully, had all turned into decaying and emaciated evil ghost skeletons, horrifying to the extreme.

"Hiss..." Han Li sucked in a breath of cold air, somewhat surprised.

"What's wrong? Could it be that you can't break it either?" Shi Chuan Kong asked.

"This illusion does indeed have some tricks, but it shouldn't be too difficult to break," Han Li smiled, quite confidently.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.

Those women who had already transformed into decaying evil ghosts seemed to have discovered that Han Li was breaking the formation. One by one, they dropped the琵琶 in their hands and stretched out their sharp-fingered ghost claws, pouncing towards him.

"Break!"

Han Li fully activated the five layers of the Refinement Art, and roared.

It was as if a thunderclap had resounded throughout the entire hall. Even Shi Chuan Kong felt his heart jolt. Those evil ghost women who had not yet reached him exploded under this roar, turning into a scattering of dark red sparks and dissipating.

However, after the evil ghost women dissipated, the surrounding anomalies did not completely disappear. They were still in that magnificent palace.

"It seems that only by breaking the formation hub can we completely exit the formation... Brother Shi, you need to steady yourself." Han Li pondered slightly and said.

After speaking, he supported Shi Chuan Kong's shoulder and lifted a foot, stomping down heavily.

With a loud "Boom!",

The entire palace floor collapsed, turning into a bottomless black hole. Han Li and Shi Chuan Kong fell straight into it.

After more than ten breaths, the two felt the sensation of falling disappear. They regained their footing, and when they looked around again, they were back in the temple.

However, the two of them were now standing in the center of the dried-up pool, and the stone arch bridge beneath them had broken, obviously shattered by Han Li's stomp.

"It seems that the formation hub of that illusion was this stone arch bridge," Shi Chuan Kong said thoughtfully.

Han Li nodded upon hearing this. Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed and he turned to look towards the rear of the temple.

He saw that the six warrior statues kneeling on the stone platform were emitting faint "crackling" sounds. Their surfaces seemed to be developing fine cracks all over their bodies, like the crazing on porcelain.

Immediately afterward, their eyes flashed with red light. The six identical heads seemed to come to life, turning in unison and looking towards Han Li and Shi Chuan Kong.

"Here we go again..." Han Li shook his head.

The six halberd-wielding warriors made loud "crackling" noises as pieces of stone skin peeled away from their surfaces, revealing the true puppet bodies inside. They slowly stood up.

They held black long halberds in their hands, and some stone skin remained on their faces, revealing some mottled traces.

After the six of them stood up, they moved their necks in a very human-like manner. Then, they gripped their respective long halberds and leaped towards Han Li and Shi Chuan Kong.

The six split into two groups in mid-air, with three charging towards Han Li and Shi Chuan Kong respectively, separating them.

Han Li first retreated to avoid the long halberd thrust of one of the warriors. Then, he stomped the ground hard with both feet. The Starmoon Boots suddenly activated, and his figure moved like a ghost, almost instantly reaching the warrior.

With a twist of his wrist, he held the scimitar in a reverse grip and swept it towards the warrior's neck.

However, before his blade could reach, the long halberds of the other two halberd-wielding warriors on his left and right had already thrust over, one aiming straight for his throat, and the other aimed for his Dantian.

Han Li was slightly surprised, but his footwork changed. His figure spun in place like a top, knocking down the long halberd aimed at his throat with his scimitar, while kicking away the long halberd aimed at his Dantian.

Just then, he suddenly heard a gust of wind behind his ear. The long halberd of the previous warrior had thrust towards the back of his neck.

Han Li jerked his head to the side, dodging this dangerous blow. He was extremely surprised.

The coordination between these three puppets was simply more seamless than that of ordinary cultivators, and completely different from those he had encountered along the way.

Fortunately, they were not too fast, otherwise, with such close coordination, Han Li could not guarantee that he would not be stabbed.

While Han Li was secretly surprised, his hands and feet did not slow down at all. He grabbed the long halberd that had thrust past his ear, and pressed down hard, using the strength of his shoulder to throw it out.

Before the halberd-wielding warrior could land, the Starmoon Boots on his feet activated again. His figure flashed past, chasing after him in mid-air. A white light swept across, cutting him and his halberd in half at the waist.

On the other side, two warrior puppets attacked Shi Chuan Kong from the left and right, forcing him into a corner of the pool.

The two long halberds thrust out in a crisscross pattern, which Shi Chuan Kong blocked by retracting his arms in front of his chest. The halberd shafts pressed down in a cross shape, trapping him in the corner.

The remaining warrior puppet leaped from the broken stone arch bridge, gripping the long halberd with both hands, and stabbing towards Shi Chuan Kong's chest.

Shi Chuan Kong had not recovered from his serious injuries, and his strength and physique were not as good as before. Now, he could not break free from the suppression and resist. He was about to be pierced through the chest by the long halberd.

Han Li roared, the Xuan竅 on his feet lit up. He stepped on the void, his figure suddenly twisted, and the scimitar in his hand flew out, drawing a white arc in the air and hitting the puppet.

Sensing the scimitar attacking from behind, the warrior puppet suddenly retracted the thrusting long halberd and blocked it with a backhand. It just happened to deflect the white scimitar.

However, in that instant, Han Li had already flashed to the scene.

He raised his fist and activated the Heavenly Fiend Suppressing Prison Technique. The Xuan竅 on his arm lit up in a series of "bang bang bang" sounds. His fist clenched and slammed down.

The halberd-wielding puppet only had time to turn half of its face before being punched in the head by Han Li. The entire head then shattered like a ripe watermelon.

"Careful!" Just then, Shi Chuan Kong suddenly exclaimed.

Hearing this, Han Li knew something was wrong. He instinctively lowered his body and felt a gust of wind sweep past the back of his head.

Before he could leave the spot, his shoulder suddenly sank, hit by a force as heavy as a mountain. The whole person slammed into the ground, making a violent roar.

The temple pool instantly cracked, and Han Li was smashed into the ground like an iron nail.

Han Li didn't have time to see what had attacked him. He immediately took advantage of the force to dive downwards, as if using a遁地术, and disappeared into the ground.

But then, the ground on the other side of the temple suddenly bulged, opening a crack. Han Li's figure reappeared.

He frowned and glanced at the previous direction, but it was empty. There was no one there. Only the魔族 male statue on the stone platform holding a long staff was gone.

Han Li's eyes flashed. He activated the Starmoon Boots to their full potential, and his figure immediately shot forward.

The next moment, a purplish-black staff the size of a child's arm slammed into the ground, close to his back.

The earth shattered and sparks and rocks splashed everywhere.

Han Li suddenly turned around and saw that the statue man with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, resembling雷公, was suspended in mid-air, holding the purplish-black staff in his hand. A pair of black wings behind him were flapping up and down.

The Lei Gong puppet seemed to have some intelligence. Seeing Han Li dodge his previous attack, a hint of annoyance appeared on his face.

His wings flapped violently, and a whirlwind that was difficult to see with the naked eye seemed to surround him. His figure instantly swept over, even faster than Han Li's full use of the Starmoon Boots.

Han Li raised an eyebrow. This time, he did not choose to avoid it. Instead, he lifted the scimitar with one hand and slashed at him head-on.

Upon seeing this, the Lei Gong puppet's eyes flashed with a human-like hint of joy. He raised the staff to eyebrow level with both hands, and a layer of hazy white light enveloped the staff, as if it were also a Star Artifact.

He flashed over in an instant and swung the staff in a circle, striking down violently, colliding with the snow-white scimitar.

"Zheng"

Accompanied by a loud noise, an overwhelming and violent force crashed down.

Han Li's arm shook violently, and the scimitar was instantly suppressed. The hand holding the knife also trembled violently.

He had to quickly raise his other arm to support the blade with both hands to resist the blow.

Han Li's legs had already broken through the floor and sunk half a foot into the ground. His heart was filled with shock. He really did not expect this Lei Gong puppet to be not only extremely fast, but also so powerful.

Before he could launch a counterattack, another change occurred.

Clusters of Star竅 lit up on the purplish-black staff one after another. With a "Zi La" sound, a thick white lightning bolt burst out from it, suddenly hitting Han Li's forehead.

Han Li felt a burning sensation on his forehead, and his consciousness trembled. His divine soul seemed to be shaken and uneasy. His body swayed, and his hands lost their strength. The purplish-black staff knocked down the scimitar and slammed heavily on his shoulder.

His legs bent sharply, and he couldn't support himself. His body leaned back and fell.

Seeing this, the Lei Gong puppet stepped forward, a cold expression flashing in its eyes. It turned the staff in its hand, preparing to smash it down on Han Li's forehead.

Han Li had already activated the Refinement Art the moment he was hit. The divine light in his eyes condensed, and he regained his senses.

At this critical moment, he quickly took out a small white shield from his chest and immediately blocked it in front of him, continuously pouring the power of stars into it.

The white starlight on the surface of the shield surged out wildly, supporting a three-foot-square white light curtain, barely protecting his body.