Mortal's Journey: Immortal World

Outside the Gate of Heaven, Han Li cried out miserably, flying backward and crashing heavily against the Gate of Heaven before falling limply to the ground.

The hands gripping his sword were devoid of flesh, transformed into a pair of stark white bone claws, a terrifying sight to behold.

On the other side, Yue Qing's arms also sank slightly as he retracted the giant sword.

Of the seven mountain rune markings on the sword's body, five had become blurred and indistinct, leaving only two intact.

"To think that the Tongtian Sword Formation in your hands could unleash such power. I must admit, you've surprised me." Yue Qing's brow furrowed, and his gaze toward Han Li lacked the previous disdain, replaced by a hint of admiration.

"This sword formation is unparalleled in the world, yet I have barely unleashed even a tenth of its true power. Otherwise, Your Excellency would not still be standing here, offering words of praise," Han Li said, coughing up a mouthful of blood as he struggled to his feet.

A white mist began to rise from his bone-white hands, and flesh began to regenerate.

Yue Qing didn't rush to attack upon hearing this, but instead, he looked at Han Li with a strange expression, seemingly surprised that Han Li would utter such words at this stage.

"It's not that I'm boasting, but if Your Excellency had struggled for just a moment longer to break free, allowing me to gather more power, then Your Excellency might not have been able to withstand that blow," Han Li said casually as he waved his hand, retrieving the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords that had been overused.

The golden thunderclouds in the sky and the magnificent golden Gate of Heaven also dissipated.

"Heh heh, I merely praised you, yet you start to boast about yourself. That sword strike should have been your trump card, shouldn't it? Why not surrender now and await what comes next?" Yue Qing sneered.

Han Li looked at his hands, which had returned to normal, and a smile appeared on his face. He said,

"That's not necessarily true. I still have one more sword. I wonder if Your Excellency dares to receive it?"

Upon hearing this, Yue Qing's brow furrowed, and he was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed. His gaze shifted, looking around.

Han Li's spiritual domain had not yet dissipated, and the silver full moon still hung high behind him. The fluctuations of the Time Law in the surrounding void were still clearly visible.

"To think that your half-baked Heavenly Human Realm spiritual domain would possess such troublesome power. Unfortunately, this slight increase or decrease is nothing to me. Even if my cultivation regressed by a million years, you still wouldn't be my opponent," Yue Qing said with a stern gaze.

"In the end, Your Excellency noticed. I was hoping to stall for a bit more time, but it seems that's not possible," Han Li sighed.

"Enough nonsense. If you don't bind yourself and beg for mercy, I won't spare your life when I attack," Yue Qing had not intended to kill Han Li earlier, but rather to capture him alive.

"If you want me to surrender, please receive one more sword from me, Your Excellency," Han Li said with a smirk.

As he spoke, a golden light suddenly shone from the dilapidated ruins of Jade Teapot Peak below. Thirty-six golden lightning pillars shot into the sky, and a thundercloud reformed, with the magnificent Gate of Heaven reappearing as well.

Yue Qing's eyes flashed with surprise upon seeing this.

Han Li had left thirty-six Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords behind when he was initially struck into the bottom of Jade Teapot Mountain, using another thirty-six flying swords to set up the Tongtian Sword Formation after flying out.

He had originally planned to immediately activate the second sword formation when the first one was exhausted, unexpectedly dealing a severe blow to Yue Qing, but he didn't expect Yue Qing's strength to be so great, his powerful counterattack causing him to miss that opportunity.

Only after his hands had returned to normal did Han Li secretly cast a spell, reactivating the second sword formation.

Han Li stood outside the golden Gate of Heaven, clasping his hands together once more and raising them above his head.

Behind him, the Gate of Heaven rumbled, beginning to slowly open inward. Clusters of golden lightning balls floated out from the golden sea of lightning above, gathering toward Han Li's palms.

Seeing Han Li repeat the same trick, Yue Qing's face darkened, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Although he had spoken lightly earlier, Yue Qing was quite concerned about Han Li's Tongtian Sword Formation. After all, judging from the momentum of the previous sword strike, as long as Han Li's body could withstand it, allowing him to continue absorbing the lightning power from the sea of lightning would indeed pose a threat to him.

Naturally, he wouldn't give Han Li this opportunity now.

"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."

Yue Qing snorted coldly, gripping the giant sword with both hands, stepping into the void, and suddenly darting out, rushing straight toward Han Li.

Han Li's eyes flashed, and his thoughts shifted accordingly.

A series of "rumbling" sounds suddenly echoed in the void. Clusters of golden fireballs roared down from the heavens, like a meteor shower of fire raining down on Yue Qing.

With a "bang,"

Yue Qing split open a fireball heading straight for him with a single sword strike, followed immediately by a third and fourth fireball crashing down.

The fireballs had limited power, barely able to withstand a single sword strike from him, but there were a great number of them, each carrying the fiery lamp flames of the Years Divine Lamp and the Time Law of the Disconnecting Time Fire.

After slashing away dozens of fireballs in one breath, Yue Qing suddenly realized that the speed of his sword swings was becoming slower and slower, as if he had been restrained by the Mantra Treasure Wheel once again.

He didn't know that the sparks from the shattered Disconnecting Time Fire, when splashed on his body, were applying bits of Time Law to him. Accumulating to a certain extent, it made his movements increasingly slow.

A dazzling golden light was already radiating from Han Li's hands, and electric arcs began to coil around his eyes. His whole body began to crackle with wisps of electricity.

But he knew in his heart that this power alone was far from enough.

Han Li's thoughts shifted, and the golden Gate of Heaven behind him opened inward by another degree. The golden sea of lightning inside surged, and twice as many golden lightning balls floated out, gathering toward his palms.

"Ah…"

He let out a painful roar. On both sides of his eyelids, all the way to the area behind his ears, the flesh began to crack open, revealing shocking fissures, with golden electric light piercing through.

Hearing this sound, Jin Tong and Little White looked over at the same time, both startled.

"Uncle, you can't continue. Your body can't take it…" Jin Tong shouted loudly.

Little White didn't even have time to say anything before being suppressed by Po Feng again.

Wu Hui, who had been steadily suppressed by Jin Tong, breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing this, he grinned and charged at Jin Tong again.

"Not enough, more…" Han Li gritted his teeth, roaring in his heart.

Thousands of feet away, Yue Qing's speed had slowed down considerably, but he was still pressing closer step by step. He also noticed that the lightning power gathered on Han Li's body had reached a terrifying level.

"Kid, this ends here." Yue Qing suddenly stopped his forward momentum and shouted loudly, his heart already filled with killing intent.

As soon as his voice fell, he raised one hand and pointed it toward the sky.

A hazy, enormous mountain peak appeared in the void. As he held it aloft with one hand, it flew directly upward, colliding with the Disconnecting Time Fire falling from the sky, immediately blocking all the golden fireballs.

At the same time, he turned the long sword in his hand, and the runes on the sword's body lit up, slashing horizontally toward Han Li.

In the sky above, a yellow cloud of energy suddenly swept out, and a visible ripple in the void appeared, like a tidal wave stacking layer upon layer, rushing toward Han Li.

Wherever the sword light ripples passed, the void was annihilated inch by inch, and huge spatial rifts appeared in the sky, lingering for a long time without closing.

Seeing that the ripples were about to reach him, Han Li's accumulated lightning power still hadn't reached the level he had expected, so he could only smile wryly and give up. He turned his hands, preparing to change to a sword-gripping stance and slash down.

But at this moment, a golden talisman suddenly shot from afar, flying upward from the lower-right and colliding with the sword energy ripple, exploding with a bang.

A dazzling golden light bloomed, bursting forth with an extremely powerful primordial aura, directly shattering Yue Qing's sword energy ripple and pushing the airwaves in the void back toward Yue Qing.

The airwaves that spread out in all directions directly flattened most of Raising Teapot Mountain, including Jade Teapot Peak. All the mountains, rocks, and forests were destroyed, turning into a desolate wasteland.

"You really are a Primordial True Spirit!" Yue Qing was horrified after being pushed back thousands of feet by this powerful airwave. His gaze immediately fell on Little White.

Little White ignored his words, but felt a bit annoyed in his heart.

When Bai Ze gave him this golden talisman, he said that it sealed a blow with thirty percent of his power, yet it still failed to injure Yue Qing.

On the other hand, Po Feng, who was fighting him, was terrified by this scene. If that golden talisman had been used on her, she would probably be reduced to dust by now.

Although Han Li didn't directly bear the brunt of the attack, the explosion was too close to him, and he suffered a tremendous impact as well.

His whole body trembled, and cracks appeared not only on his cheeks but also on his arms, with wisps of golden electric light surging within.

However, his hands remained in their original position, not retracting the Tongtian Sword Formation.

His eyes were blurry, and his spiritual sense was somewhat chaotic.

"Can't hold on any longer, eh? Come on, release me. With my power, it's not impossible to kill him, hehe…" A sinister voice rang out in his sea of consciousness.

Han Li knew that it was his Evil Incarnation speaking, but he didn't respond.

At this moment, his entire body was almost numb. The golden lightning pouring out from the Gate of Heaven had almost spread throughout his entire body, reaching a point of losing control. Even if he wanted to retract the sword formation, he couldn't do it anymore.

If he continued, it wouldn't be long before his physical body was burst open by the golden lightning.

Yue Qing had obviously noticed that Han Li was already on the verge of collapse, so he sneered and didn't attack immediately, but instead chose to watch from the sidelines, waiting for Han Li to explode and die.