Those blue lights scattering from Han Li's hands were dozens of array flags and array disks, each about a few inches in size.

In the next moment, clusters of blue light surged out from the surrounding seawater, transforming into profound rune formations of varying sizes, spinning rapidly.

Han Li, with his hands concealed in his sleeves, flicked his ten fingers. Green light flickered as nearly transparent green threads flew from between his fingers, constantly disappearing into the rune formations, causing them to intertwine, merge, and then vanish again.

After a good half an hour, when all the emerged rune formations had disappeared, he didn't hesitate and activated a technique with both hands. Countless silver arcs of lightning emerged from his body, condensing into a lightning array beneath him.

With a flash of electricity, Han Li's figure disappeared, reappearing about two to three hundred thousand miles away, but still above this crimson sea.

An unknown number of miles away, Fang Pan and the brocade-robed elder were enveloped in a cloud of green light, speeding forward like lightning.

The brocade-robed elder held a golden compass in one hand, while the other hand manipulated and calculated, chanting incantations.

Every so often, he would cast a secret technique to sense and keep track of Han Li's location.

"That person teleported again," the brocade-robed elder murmured after a while.

"Which direction?" Fang Pan asked, frowning slightly without stopping his movement.

"Northeast direction, but this teleport was shorter, only about two hundred thousand miles," the brocade-robed elder said after a moment of thought.

"Good! It seems that person can't hold on for much longer." Fang Pan was delighted upon hearing this and immediately changed direction, flying towards the northeast.

This time, in just two hours, the two of them remotely spotted Han Li's figure.

Han Li was pale and glanced back in a somewhat flustered manner. He waved his arm again, and countless silver arcs of lightning emerged, condensing into a lightning array.

With a deafening thunderclap, he teleported away again.

This teleportation was even shorter, less than two hundred thousand miles.

Fang Pan was even more pleased. He took out a pill and consumed it to replenish the considerable Xian spiritual power he had used. The green light around him intensified, and he chased after him even faster.

After more than an hour, Fang Pan caught up with Han Li again.

Han Li looked flustered, increasing his speed to the maximum, but it was still far from Fang Pan's speed. The distance between them rapidly shortened, and in the blink of an eye, it was only a thousand miles.

He waved his arm,

Crackling sounds! Streaks of silver lightning appeared on his body once more.

Fang Pan's expression darkened. Although Han Li's struggles would ultimately not allow him to escape his grasp, he had been chasing him for nearly two months, and all his patience had been exhausted. He didn't want to continue the entanglement any longer.

"Brother Qianzhi, quickly!" Fang Pan shouted in a low voice. The green light on his palm intensified, surrounded by countless green runes, and he struck the Feng-surnamed elder.

A green halo emerged again.

The elder's figure flashed and disappeared, appearing near Han Li, a thousand miles away.

His body was already covered in countless blood-colored flames, burning fiercely. Dazzling blood light suddenly erupted, instantly enveloping an area of a dozen miles.

At this time, Han Li had not yet cast the Lightning Formation, and he would definitely not be able to teleport away.

Seeing this, Fang Pan grasped the void with one hand, and a flash of snow-bright blade light appeared. The green light around him intensified, and countless green runes emerged. His speed increased again by more than twice, instantly crossing the distance of a thousand miles, and the blade light in his hand shone brightly.

Just at this moment, the silver lightning on Han Li's body became even more intense in the blood light. He rolled on the spot, transforming into a silver Thunder Roc the size of dozens of feet.

His body was entwined with streaks of thick silver arcs of lightning, crackling loudly.

The Thunder Roc spread its wings, and a silver lightning flashed past. Its figure disappeared, appearing out of thin air a thousand miles ahead.

"Hmph, a trapped beast's struggle!" Fang Pan snorted coldly. His figure swayed and appeared beside Feng Qianzhi, grabbing him.

The green light around him fluctuated, enveloping the two of them, and then transformed into a blurry green shadow, chasing after the Thunder Roc, instantly flying past a thousand miles, appearing behind the Thunder Roc.

The Thunder Roc flapped its wings like lightning, silver arcs of lightning flowing over its body, and it teleported forward another thousand miles.

However, the green phantom formed by Fang Pan and the two others was like a maggot attached to a bone, and its speed was also extremely fast, immediately catching up.

The Thunder Roc's body flashed with silver lightning, continuously casting the Thunder Escape technique. Each time, it was just a little faster than Fang Pan and the others, so for a while, Fang Pan still hadn't caught up.

A silver lightning and a green phantom, on the surface of the sea, changed positions and moved in pursuit as fast as lightning.

The green phantom was as bright as ever, but the silver arcs of lightning on the Thunder Roc's body were becoming increasingly dim.

With a flash of silver lightning, the Thunder Roc appeared near a crimson island.

The silver arcs of lightning on its body were extremely dim, and it seemed unable to cast the Thunder Escape technique again. Its figure transformed into a silver ray of lightning, shooting towards the distance.

Although the speed of the lightning was fast, it was much slower compared to the Thunder Escape technique.

With a flash of green, Fang Pan and the others chased after him like shadows. Seeing this, they were overjoyed and immediately chased after him.

"Wait..." Feng Qianzhi frowned suddenly, looking at the sea ahead.

However, before he could finish speaking, Fang Pan, with his eyes full of the Thunder Roc within reach in front of him, brightened the green light around him again, accelerated again, and appeared with the elder a hundred feet behind the Thunder Roc.

The blade light in his hand trembled, blooming layers upon layers of blade shadows, and he was about to slash down.

Just at this moment, his eyes blurred, the surrounding scenery changed drastically, the figure of the Thunder Roc disappeared, and he was already in a blue space.

As soon as he entered this blue space, Fang Pan immediately felt an attraction force like sinking into a vortex coming from below him. That force was not very strong, but it was like waves lapping on the shore, continuous and unceasing, slowing down his movement speed by a few points.

With a movement of his body, his figure suddenly became illusory, turning into a hazy afterimage and swiftly sweeping forward.

There was a "bang".

A strange ripple suddenly rippled in the void a thousand feet away, and a layer of water-blue barrier appeared out of thin air. Fang Pan's figure crashed into it, revealing himself.

Without saying a word, he raised one hand, and the black long blade in his hand suddenly slashed forward. An incomparably huge black blade light suddenly slashed down on the barrier.

With a loud "boom".

Blue light shone on the barrier, and with a "crack", a narrow gap opened.

Seeing this, Fang Pan showed a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth, raised his blade, and was about to strike again to completely break it open.

However, the blue light on the barrier in front of him flowed and instantly returned to its original state.

At this time, Feng Qianzhi had also arrived in the air, flying to his side, with a slight frown on his face:

"This is a high-level water attribute forbidden formation. It can mobilize the majestic water power of the surrounding tens of thousands of miles of sea to continuously replenish the formation's consumption. It has always been known for its toughness and difficulty to break. It cannot be easily broken by force alone."

"This person is more difficult to deal with than he was three hundred years ago." Fang Pan's expression turned cold, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"However, I just observed that the lightning power in his body seems to be close to exhaustion. I am afraid that he has no other choice but to set up this kind of trapped formation, wanting to delay our pursuit speed. When I break this formation, it won't take long for us to catch up with him again." Feng Qianzhi said.

"Then I will have to trouble Brother Qianzhi..." Fang Pan nodded.

Feng Qianzhi flew up and came to the center of the blue space, forming hand seals in front of him, and a burst of chanting also sounded in his mouth.

Suddenly, a flash of red light flashed over his body, and blood-colored flames began to burn.

But at this moment, a "chi la" sound of silver lightning suddenly rang out above his head, and Han Li's figure suddenly launched a surprise attack from outside the formation.

His lightning power had indeed been greatly consumed before, but it was not to the point of being exhausted. The reason why he showed the appearance of insufficient lightning was actually entirely to lure Fang Pan and the others.

He only saw him making a hand seal, suddenly pushed it down, and the True Water Pouch in his other hand immediately swelled wildly. Black light flourished at the mouth of the pouch, and countless black heavy water surged out like a river bursting its banks, suddenly transforming into a heavy water dragon that was jet black all over, and pounced towards the brocade-robed elder.

The heavy water dragon was heavier than a giant mountain. When its body twisted and moved quickly, it stirred the surrounding void, making a buzzing sound. The entire void was shaken by the gravity that suddenly appeared.

The elder's body was as red as a bloody sun, and the Burning Blood Breath secret technique was proceeding to a critical moment. Once interrupted, not only would all previous efforts be wasted and his essence blood would be wasted, but he would also suffer a backlash from the secret technique and suffer heavy damage.

He quickly contacted with his mind and summoned an ancient cyan-black armor to cover his body. At the same time, he shouted loudly to Fang Pan:

"Brother Fang, help me..."

Before he could finish speaking, the black-clothed youth's figure suddenly became illusory, and a clone had waved his palm and swung the black long knife in his hand violently.

In addition, there were two other figures, all of whom flickered and flashed, drawing intermittent phantoms in mid-air, and rushing towards Han Li.

Han Li turned a blind eye to Fang Pan's attack, and with a fierce urging of the magic formula in his hand, he controlled the heavy water dragon to rush towards Feng Qianzhi.

Unlike the precise control of heavy water required for refining Heavy Water Pattern Lightning, controlling such a volume of heavy water, almost a small stream, required more than sufficient Xian spiritual power and concentrated mind.

The heavy water dragon's dark body rushed down, first hitting Fang Pan's black long knife, but only making a muffled "poof" sound, it swallowed it in.

In the next moment, the dragon's head was raised high, and it rushed into the blood-colored sun bursting out of Feng Qianzhi's body.

There was a loud "bang".

The elder's body was as if crushed by a mountain, and his figure fell straight down. The blood light all over his body suddenly collapsed, but the ancient armor on his body shone brightly, and countless cyan-black runes lit up on it, suddenly flying out, shooting towards the water dragon like a rain of pear blossoms.

"Puff puff puff..."

Under a series of continuous sounds, the heavy water dragon's body collapsed under the cyan-black runes.

Seeing this, Han Li suddenly raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, his figure no longer rushed forward, a flash of lightning flashed around him, barely avoiding Fang Pan's clone that had been chasing him, and suddenly swept backwards.

Seeing this, Fang Pan immediately felt bad. The three figures flashed blue light at the same time and swept towards the edge of the blue space.

It was only seen that from the body of the heavy water dragon that had just been broken, twenty or so fist-sized black spheres suddenly appeared without any warning, steadily suspended in mid-air, and looked like there was no spiritual power fluctuation.

And the sky full of heavy water transformed by the dragon turned into a torrent and flew towards Han Li, disappearing into his body.

At this time, silver lines suddenly lit up on those spheres, and wisps of slender electric light suddenly flashed out of them.