A wave of silver light rippled in the area where the smoke pervaded, and there were actually numerous exquisite palaces, pavilions, and terraces emerging. Moreover, numerous exquisite white jade arched bridges suddenly appeared between the mountain peaks, connecting them together, and it seemed like the scene of an immortal paradise had appeared.
As soon as these strange scenes appeared, the azure streak of light abruptly drew to a halt.
Fang Pan, dressed in black, appeared from the escape light. He stood against the wind and looked down at the seemingly lifelike buildings and palaces. He snorted coldly.
"Hmph!
It seems that you haven't been idle for the past six months. I want to see what other tricks you can play! "
After saying that, he leaped and flew directly toward the palaces. He plunged into the mist and landed directly on one of the mountain peaks.
Fang Pan closed his eyes and his eyeballs began to roll under his eyelids.
After a while, he let out a soft cry of surprise and suddenly opened his eyes.
He found that he suddenly could not sense Han Li's specific location. He could only vaguely judge that Han Li was nearby.
His eyes turned cold. He did not move, but his figure became blurred. Six identical clones flew out from his original body.
The seven Fang Pan's bodies suddenly lit up with green light and shot in seven different directions.
The seven green lights shuttled back and forth between the palaces that were surrounded by immortal Qi. Their figures flickered continuously and returned to their original places after a while.
They were connected with each other, but they did not find anything.
At this moment, one of Fang Pan seemed to suddenly notice something. He immediately bent down and touched the ground with his hand.
"This is … a formation within a formation!" He slowly retracted his hand and suddenly stood up. He frowned and said.
After saying that, the seven people immediately turned their backs to each other and formed a circle around the periphery.
Their figures moved at the same time and the black long saber in their hands suddenly danced. Seven giant saber lights shone with each other and stirred in all directions.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
Gusts of wind rolled up. The seven sharp saber lights intertwined with each other and transformed into countless saber shadows. It was like a black saber shadow lotus bloomed and spun into the sky.
The space in the sky trembled. The illusionary jade palaces began to tremble and distort as they were torn apart by the boundless and incomparably sharp power.
Then, the Void made a loud "puff puff" sound and the images of the palaces gradually faded and disappeared. The original scene of the entire mountain was revealed.
The peak had long been flattened and the ground was covered with white jade slabs. There were strange runes carved on them in a ring pattern. In the center of the runes was a strange-shaped picture of a strange beast.
There were also more than ten white stone pillars around it. They were more than ten feet high and were inlaid with many different shapes and colors of colorful crystals. They looked extremely dazzling.
Fang Pan's seven figures fused back into one. As he looked at the streaks of light coming from the crystals, a hint of confusion flashed through his eyes. He then abruptly turned his head and saw the azure-robed Han Li standing a kilometer away. He was holding a circular formation plate in his hand and was rapidly tapping on it.
As if sensing Fang Pan's gaze, Han Li faintly raised his head and smirked.
The formation he was activating was called "Chi Li Illusion Formation". It was a set of high-level illusion formation found through the Anicca Alliance a few months ago, but it could only be used once.
For this purpose, he did not hesitate to spend all the top-grade spirit stones he had on him. Even the only two Earth Sun Fruits and the two high-quality spirit treasures in the storage bracelet given to him by Gan Jiuzhen were all used.
It was said that this formation was so powerful that even a late-stage Perfected Immortal Immortal or a Perfected Immortal would not be able to wake up once they fell into it as long as they had not cultivated to the Golden Immortal Realm. They could only sink deeper and deeper and eventually die. Even the Nascent Soul and Divine Soul could not escape.
However, this formation had quite a few flaws.
Firstly, activating the formation took too long. Therefore, in order to delay time, Han Li had set up a set of "Nine Palaces Heavenly Talismans" outside the formation.
Secondly, the person controlling the formation had to use himself as the eye of the formation and bring the formation plate with him. He would be tested by the formation together with the trapped person, and it felt like he was going to die together with the trapped person.
However, as the person controlling the formation, he had many advantages. If he was lucky enough to wake up first, he could directly control the illusion formation and attack the trapped person.
"You're courting death!"
Seeing Han Li look over, Fang Pan's pupils shrank slightly. His figure suddenly blurred, and the black saber in his hand swept forward like a sword, piercing towards Han Li's heart.
At this moment, Han Li's forehead was already slightly sweaty. When Fang Pan's saber was less than a hundred feet away, his finger landed on the formation plate for the last time.
Fang Pan only felt his vision brighten, and then the surrounding stone pillars shone brightly. His eyes became misty, and he actually could not see clearly.
Before he could do anything else, he felt his body become empty, as if he had passed through an invisible barrier. With a stagger, he rushed into a slightly dimly lit hall.
His gaze swept across the thick square pillars in the hall, and the ancient braziers hanging on them. Then he looked at the green flames in the braziers, and felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal chains rubbing against each other suddenly sounded in the dead silent hall. A low, hoarse, and dignified voice suddenly sounded in the hall.
"How dare you, evil disciple. How dare you wave your saber at me. Are you trying to deceive your master?"
When Fang Pan heard this voice, his entire body quivered, and the blade that was pointing forward subconsciously drooped down.
He raised his head to look at the wide, pitch-black chair in front of him, and looked at the middle-aged man in a snow-white cloak sitting on it. His skin was greenish-purple, and he looked like a zombie. He murmured, "Master."
However, right after that, he suddenly shook his head, and his gaze became fierce again.
"You are not my master. You are only an illusion that has been condensed from the Illusory Spell." He shouted loudly, and raised the hand that was holding the saber again, and pointed it at the zombie-like man.
His body moved, and his figure instantly elongated. It turned into a series of blurry shadows in the hall.
Among those shadows, there were people constantly separating from each other. In the blink of an eye, seven identical doppelgangers had surrounded the zombie-like man from all directions.
"Evil creature, how dare you?"
The zombie-like man shouted angrily. He didn't make any sound of chanting, nor did he make any hand signs. Instead, a majestic aura suddenly exploded from his body, and swept in all directions.
"Clang, clang, clang …"
A low and deep sound of metal clashing rang out. The black chains that covered the entire hall seemed to have suddenly come to life, and began to tremble. They surged in all directions like black waves.
No matter how fast Fang Pan's seven doppelgangers were, they were all hit by the chains. They spat out mouthfuls of blood, and fell to the ground.
The zombie-like man glanced at Fang Pan, who was crawling on the ground, and said disdainfully, "You are just a little thing that I have trained. Do you think you can overturn the heavens?"
The zombie-like man glanced at Fang Pan, who was crawling on the ground, and said disdainfully, "You are just a little thing that I have trained.
Could it be that the spell that Han Li had just activated wasn't an Illusory Spell, but some kind of special Teleportation Spell?
Fang Pan's originally firm heart wavered for the first time.
"Evil creature, why don't you come over and accept your death?" The zombie-like man shouted again, not waiting for Fang Pan to come to a conclusion.
Fang Pan's expression kept changing when he saw this, and he couldn't help but hesitate …
Han Li's vision also became blurry when Fang Pan raised his saber, and he fell into the Illusory Spell.
He could only hear a loud "whistling" sound in his ears, and his body was rapidly soaring into the sky.
At this moment, in the sky, an expressionless giant face was slowly becoming blurry. Behind it, a glaring purple light flashed, and a long white crack slowly opened up. From it, faint sounds of Sanskrit could be heard.
"The Gate of the Celestial Realm!"
Am I … going through the Heavenly Tribulation and ascending?
Han Li didn't expect that he would be facing the Heavenly Tribulation of Ascension in the illusion.
Just as he was surprised, he heard a deafening sound of thunder from above his head. An incomparably huge seven-colored arc of lightning flashed down from the mouth of the giant face, which was so faint that it could no longer be seen. With a sway, it came crashing down on him.
An aura of destruction, as if it could destroy the heavens and the earth, swept over him!
Han Li subconsciously waved his hand, and a series of golden lightning flames immediately shot out from his hand to meet the seven-colored arc of lightning.
He lowered his head and saw that he was holding a dark green long sword in his hand. A familiar and warm feeling came from the sword's blade.
It was the Mysterious Sky Soul-Slaying Sword!
Feeling the bursts of coercion coming from above, Han Li hesitated for a moment. After shaking his wrist that was holding the Mysterious Sky Soul-Slaying Sword, his whole body immediately turned into a dark green rainbow that rushed into the sky.
"Boom", a loud noise resounded through the entire sky!
A gorgeous halo that covered the sky flashed wildly in the void, then it was destroyed by the violent fluctuation of the law.
Han Li's figure suddenly fell from the sky.
At this moment, his whole body was in extreme pain. His whole body was like a piece of charcoal. Scarlet cracks appeared all over his body, and his physical body was about to collapse.
The dark green wooden sword in his hand shattered into fine powder with a "Pa" sound, dissipating into the air.
The huge illusory face in the sky became solid once again. There was no joy or sorrow on its face, and its empty eye sockets revealed a kind of indifference that looked down on everything. Then, it shattered with a bang.
Immediately afterward, the gate of the Holy Realm that had been opened suddenly closed, but a huge space crack suddenly appeared beside it.
Through the crack, Han Li saw a kind of deep darkness that seemed to be able to devour everything.