Han Li clenched his fists, trying with all his might to lift them, but it was as if two enormous cauldrons weighing ten thousand catties were tied to his arms, making it impossible to raise them at all.

In the blink of an eye, the bloody blade of light arrived like the wind, a fishy stench assailing his nostrils, and it looked as if it would cleave his head in two.

But at this moment, a strange scene unfolded.

The bloody blade of light, upon reaching several zhang in front of Han Li, suddenly seemed to cleave into layers of extremely resilient golden threads, its speed instantly becoming extremely slow, moving downward inch by inch like a snail crawling.

At the same time, a golden light shone behind Han Li's head, and a golden halo stood suspended within it, rotating slowly. Over forty clusters of Dao rune lights shone brilliantly upon it, rippling out circles of golden waves.

Dozens of zhang away, Chong Luan felt the waves emanating from the Mantra Treasure Wheel and immediately realized that no matter how much he increased the force, compelling the bloody blade of light to descend, its falling speed showed no sign of increasing.

"Could this be… the power of the Law of Time? Act quickly, burn him to death!" Chong Luan suddenly seemed to realize something, his expression changed, and he immediately roared.

Upon realizing that Han Li could use the power of the Law of Time, he decisively abandoned the idea of not damaging Han Li's spirit as much as possible. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to eliminate this troublesome fellow as soon as possible.

Because he increasingly felt that the other party was not as easily manipulated as he had previously anticipated.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp whistling sound rang out from the sky above.

The huge shadow of the Black Crane swept over Han Li's head, its wings suddenly flapping violently. Two balls of black flames beneath its wings immediately transformed into a raging sea of fire under the blowing of two gusts of wind, pouncing down towards Han Li.

Just as those black flames flew into the golden waves, their falling speed also became extremely slow, making it impossible to approach Han Li for a time.

At this moment, however, a silver light flashed on Han Li's shoulder, and a silver flame little man with delicate features emerged, looking up at the black sea of fire, patting his belly with a look of eagerness.

"Go," Han Li's lips moved slightly, and he gave the order.

The silver flame little man immediately jumped up, his body lit up with a brilliant silver light, transforming into a huge silver flame firebird. With a spread of its wings, it swooped into the black sea of fire.

Its body was engulfed in blazing silver flames, which also transformed into a sea of fire, merging with the black flames.

And its main body soared upwards, pouncing towards the giant Black Crane.

In mid-air, two large birds, one silver and one black, flapped their wings, flames spewing continuously from beneath their wings, chasing and fighting each other, flying further and further away.

Chong Luan's face had become very unsightly. With one hand, he continued to press down on the knife, while with the other, he performed a magic seal, reaching down into the blood plasma beneath him.

As his hand plunged into the blood plasma, circles of circular runes suddenly appeared out of thin air, expanding in all directions.

The blood plasma on the surface of the sea immediately began to surge, stirring up monstrous waves that surged towards Han Li. However, without exception, they all slowed down as they entered the golden wave range released by the Mantra Treasure Wheel.

Around Han Li, waves of blood plasma piled up, like layers of scarlet high walls, enveloping his entire body.

He appeared to be able to cope with ease at this time, but in reality, he was struggling greatly.

Previously, his immortal spiritual power had been depleted too severely. Although he had replenished some with immortal essence stones, it was still too meager to activate the Mantra Treasure Wheel, and he couldn't sustain it for long at all.

Han Li formed a sword seal with one hand, chanting softly, and a large amount of azure light surged out from the blood plasma beneath him.

Seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords struggled to shuttle through the blood plasma beneath him, countless azure sword lights crisscrossing on the sword bodies, and then gathered beneath him, transforming into a giant light sphere shrouded in azure light.

"Hurry!"

Han Li roared, and immediately afterwards, an even louder dragon's roar resounded, shaking the heavens.

The giant light sphere beneath him shattered with a bang, and a cyan coiled dragon with emerald green scales and claws lunged out, rushing straight into the sky.

Han Li's figure stood on the dragon's head, using the momentum of the Green Coiled Sword Formation to break free from the blood plasma restraints and fly into the high sky.

He had just stabilized his figure when the Mantra Treasure Wheel, which had been suspended behind him, was completely unable to maintain itself, quickly shrinking into a small ball of golden light and flying back into his body.

Han Li's expression remained unchanged. He stared at Chong Luan below, flipped his wrist, took out a cyan pill and swallowed it. While holding an immortal essence stone in one hand to absorb immortal spiritual power, he gently scooped in front of him with the other.

The cyan coiled dragon immediately scattered its light, transforming back into seventy-two cyan flying swords, drawing an arc in mid-air, merging with each other into a cyan long sword, and flying into Han Li's hand.

At this time, Chong Luan also realized that Han Li's Mantra Treasure Wheel could no longer be used. With both hands, he slapped the blood plasma beneath him, and his entire body immediately shot into the high sky, propelled by a monstrous blood wave.

He opened his mouth and spat out a bloody crystal thread, which shot into his palm.

A bloody light flashed on his palm, and it suddenly became bloody and blurred, squirming slowly and growing together with the long knife in his hand.

A trace of pain flashed across Chong Luan's face, and he couldn't help but let out a low shout.

Along with this sound, the surface of the bloody long knife in his hand began to bulge with veins like blood vessels, pulsating as if they were alive.

His body was still fused with the blood plasma, not separated, and wisps of golden patterns like cobwebs lit up around him, spreading down and covering the entire blood plasma ocean.

As the veins on the bloody long knife contracted and expanded, large swaths of blood plasma in the blood plasma ocean began to transform into strands of pure blood evil energy, flowing upstream along those golden patterns, all pouring into the bloody long knife.

Strands of golden patterns appeared on the bloody long knife. The entire blade doubled in size, and the blood evil energy on it almost filled the entire sea area, emitting waves of terrifying fluctuations that made people tremble.

When Chong Luan flew close to Han Li, a hundred zhang away, the blood plasma beneath him had completely poured into the bloody long knife. However, the veins on the blade were still flashing constantly, as if they were still not full.

The muscles on his body began to shrink slowly, and his cheeks also sank in. He looked as if he was about to be sucked dry by this blood knife.

"Die!"

Chong Luan roared. The bloody long knife connected to his arm swung in a circle in mid-air, causing the void to tremble and bringing up patches of bloody knife shadows, slashing down towards Han Li.

Han Li's eyes were solemn, and he held the long sword tightly in his hand, but he did not make any blocking movements.

"Heaven and Earth Overturn!"

He roared, chanting the four-word mantra.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and heaven and earth instantly reversed!

The originally boundless sea was now hanging over his head, replacing the original sky, while the originally heavily clouded sky appeared beneath him.

The sea and sky were upside down, the waves and clouds treacherous.

The instantaneous spatial shift startled Chong Luan. His thoughts struggled to understand what had happened in that instant.

He only saw that the strike he had exerted all his strength to unleash was falling towards the sea surface, in a direction completely different from where Han Li was.

His heart tightened, and he gritted his teeth, retracting his arms and forcibly pulling the bloody long knife back. He swung it in mid-air and slashed at Han Li again.

Golden light spread over the huge knife shadow slashed out by the bloody long knife, carrying rolling blood evil energy, directly tearing Han Li's figure in half, falling towards the cloudy sky below.

The bloody knife shadows were continuous, one after another, slashing down one after another. Only after more than three hundred slashes did the evil energy run out, and no more knife shadows were produced.

"Boom boom boom!"

After a series of continuous explosions, bloody light exploded in the void, the sea of clouds churning, and the vibrations stirred up in space lingered for a long time.

"See if you're still alive now!"

Chong Luan staggered, leaning on the long knife that had turned back to black, laughing wildly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp snap of fingers suddenly rang out in mid-air.

"Snap."

In an instant, another dizzying reversal occurred, and the surrounding sea area returned to its original state.

The sky above was still covered with heavy clouds, without the slightest change, but on the sea area below, a deep gully hundreds of miles long had cracked open, and the scarlet evil energy inside surged violently, pushing against the seawater on both sides, preventing it from closing for a long time.

Upon seeing this, Chong Luan's body suddenly stiffened, and he turned his head in disbelief, slowly looking upwards.

Han Li was standing there unscathed, looking at him with a mocking smile on his face.

"How is this possible…" Chong Luan muttered to himself, feeling a pang of bitterness in his heart.

"Everything you just saw was just a somewhat realistic illusion," Han Li said, his smile deepening, not forgetting to rub salt into his wound.

Chong Luan's all-out strike had almost exhausted all of his immortal spiritual power and blood evil energy. He was now powerless to fight, while Han Li had used this time to recover a lot of immortal spiritual power through pills and immortal essence stones.

With the ebb and flow of power, the outcome of this battle might already be determined.

"Don't get too cocky!"

A fierce look flashed in Chong Luan's eyes, and he raised his arm sharply. The bloody long knife connected to it, which had returned to its original dark color, detached from his body and shot towards Han Li.

Han Li moved his arm, and the spirit patterns on the cyan long sword in his hand shone brightly. He drew an arc in front of him and slashed at the black knife.

But the moment the blade touched the edge of the knife, a bloody light suddenly bloomed from some imperceptible cracks in the blade.

Han Li secretly cried out in his heart that something was wrong. When he wanted to stop the momentum of the sword, it was already too late.

There was a loud "boom"!

A bloody sun, a thousand zhang in size, rose slowly on the sea, releasing an incomparably dazzling scarlet light.

The next moment, a shock wave that shook the heavens and earth was released from it, sweeping in all directions, directly causing a water wall thousands of zhang high to roll up in the sea area below, surging towards the surroundings.

Chong Luan, who did not hesitate to detonate his natal black knife, spat out a mouthful of blood while crushing a black jade pendant that he had been holding in his palm.

A cloud of black smoke that gushed out from it enveloped him just before the water wall struck, and he disappeared in place.