Chapter 163: Damn Doll!
“Bzzz!”
Following Han Li’s low shout.
An ancient sword formation appeared out of thin air.
Han Li stepped the Seven Star Step, deploying an extremely intricate Sword Art.
The moment the Sword Art emerged, a hundred and eight sharp flying swords flew out from within the sword formation.
Every single flying sword exuded a dense aura of slaughter.
“What a powerful sword formation. Every one of those flying swords is a sixth-tier Dharma Artifact!”
Seeing this, the two men’s expressions shifted slightly, and they hurriedly retreated.
After all, a sixth-tier Dharma Artifact matched a Void Return cultivator, enough to seriously threaten their lives.
“Clang clang clang!”
“BOOM!”
But the flying swords pouring from the sword formation attacked the three Sea Clan Return-to-Void cultivators like raindrops, dense and relentless.
“Careful!”
Seeing this, the three hurriedly maneuvered their Dharma Artifacts to meet the attack.
For a time, sword light flashed, and the clash of Dharma Artifacts rang without end.
Seizing the opportunity, Han Li executed the most powerful stance of the Great Derivation Sword Art: “Sword Breaks Mountains and Rivers!”
“Bzzz!”
A thick shaft of dark light spewed from his sword formation.
The dark light transformed into a black cloud, blasting toward the three Void Return cultivators.
“What!”
“This…”
The three Sea Clan cultivators’ pupils shrank violently at the sight.
Because with their perception, they could naturally recognize that the black cloud was no black cloud at all.
It was a killing move composed of even more flying swords!
These flying swords contained an extremely majestic will to kill.
It made the three Sea Clan Return-to-Void cultivators tremble with fear!
And Han Li let out a cold laugh.
“This Great Derivation Sword Art was personally taught by my Master. How could its power be compared to the likes of you!”
Before the words even faded.
The black cloud had already struck the three men’s Dharma Artifacts.
“Bang bang bang!”
“Pfft!”
Three muffled sounds rang out.
The three Sea Clan cultivators each spat blood.
The defensive laws on their Dharma Artifacts collapsed in an instant.
Immediately after, Han Li once again activated the Great Derivation Sword Art.
“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”
One flying sword after another scraped past the three men’s bodies.
In an instant, their flesh and blood were sliced clean away.
Their heads fell to the ground, spinning round and round.
Their Primordial Spirits flew out, only to be extinguished by sword qi before they got far.
At this point, Han Li had fought one against three, a Soul Transformation cultivator slaying Void Return cultivators in reverse!
“Not bad, not bad. The Chosen One’s momentum has taken shape. In another two or three hundred years, he will probably be able to hold up the Human Race of this realm.”
Watching Han Li’s performance, Lu Qingyang could not help but praise him.
Then, without delay, he instructed Han Li to collect the enemies’ Storage Rings and plunder the Secret Realm ruins, then guided him to fly toward the Human Race Allied Army’s territory.
It was time to let Han Li appear before others.
As long as Han Li could, as Lu Qingyang envisioned, drive the Sea Clan back into the sea, or reach a reconciliation with the Human Race.
Then that would be the day of his ascension!
And Han Li, following Lu Qingyang’s instructions, found the Human Race Allied Army.
He revealed his identity.
Learning that he was the disciple of the Human Race’s last Great Vehicle, the Human Race Allied Army immediately welcomed Han Li in.
And gave him a unit of troops.
And with this, Han Li finally began his magnificent path of revenge.
A hundred years later, Han Li advanced to Void Return. Because the Human Race had grown powerful, the Sea Clan’s upper echelon once again entered the battlefield.
Two hundred years later, Han Li reached Dao Integration. The Sea Clan’s upper echelon began to frequently enter battle.
Three hundred years later, Han Li reached Tribulation Crossing. The Sea Clan began to retreat, even showing signs of withdrawing toward the Shore of the East Sea.
Four hundred years later, Han Li reached the pinnacle of Great Vehicle, once again becoming the Human Race’s new Grand Marshal, and the Sea Clan retreated back to the sea.
And just when Lu Qingyang thought he could ascend, he suddenly discovered that the direction of events had gone wrong…
“Master, why do you want me to withdraw the troops!”
“I want to fight all the way to the depths of the sea floor and completely exterminate the Sea Clan!”
Inside a command tent, Han Li’s face was full of unwillingness.
He angrily questioned Lu Qingyang.
He was now a Great Vehicle. Though he still respected Lu Qingyang, he no longer revered him as he once had.
Even in his view, Lu Qingyang’s Primordial Spirit was at Great Vehicle, and in the future he could only prove the Ghost Immortal.
Once he himself proved the True Immortal, he would surely not be inferior to him.
Because of this, he was extremely furious at Lu Qingyang for speaking up to block his plan to advance.
“Exterminate? Do you know what the consequences of exterminating this realm’s Sea Clan would be?”
“You think cultivating immortality is about cultivating immortality? What you cultivate is all human relations and worldly affairs.”
Lu Qingyang’s calm voice came from within the Ring.
Han Li did not understand, and merely furrowed his brow.
“Master, what do you mean?”
“We who defy heaven and change our fate, where do human relations and worldly affairs come in?”
Listening to Han Li’s words, which were as chuunibyou as Jun Moyan’s, Lu Qingyang felt somewhat helpless.
He could naturally sense his disciple’s attitude.
But seeing that his own layout was about to succeed, he truly did not want to give up just like that.
So he had no choice but to speak truthfully.
“Fifty years. At most fifty years, and you will be able to exterminate this realm’s Sea Clan.”
“But it is precisely fifty years later that this realm will from then on have no path to ascension.”
“Don’t be surprised. Want to know why?”
Lu Qingyang seemed to see through Han Li’s confusion.
“Why?”
Han Li was stunned at these words, then pondered for a moment before asking.
“Because fifty years from now, the Upper Realm’s Sea Clan will not only kill every Human Race cultivator who ascends from this realm, they will even…”
“Even what?!”
Han Li pressed, extremely shaken by the Upper Realm Sea Clan, which had appeared from Lu Qingyang’s mouth for the first time.
“They will even personally intervene to disrupt the lower realm’s Human Race’s fortune.”
Lu Qingyang said calmly.
“What?!”
Han Li’s eyes flew wide, an expression of disbelief on his face.
“No need to be too shocked.”
“And don’t think you can refuse to accept it and defy heaven to change your fate. Just as you were once nothing but a mortal and are now a Great Vehicle, this is not the same.”
“The Upper Realm’s Sea Clan not only has Taiyi cultivators, but also Great Luo cultivators. What is a Great Luo? I’m afraid you don’t even understand, do you.”
“To put it simply, out of a hundred million mortals, one Han Li can emerge. But ten billion of you might not necessarily produce a single Great Luo.”
Lu Qingyang’s voice drifted out faintly.
Hearing this, Han Li’s expression changed wildly.
Because he suddenly realized that if everything Lu Qingyang said was true.
Then he probably really had to stop here.
It was just… he was truly unwilling.
He was unwilling!
At the same time, he did not really believe in his heart that the Upper Realm Sea Clan Lu Qingyang spoke of was so powerful.
“I, Han Li, went from an ordinary mortal, dodging and weaving my way to today’s Great Vehicle. I endured countless hardships and relied entirely on my own efforts to achieve what I have today. If I give up now, how could I be willing?”
“No!”
“I must kill every last one of this realm’s Sea Clan, even if it costs me everything!”
“Even if there are Upper Realm Sea Clan, so what! I… Han Li has never fallen behind anyone in his life!”
Han Li clenched his fists, the hot blood in his chest surging once more, and roared in a low voice.
And Lu Qingyang, listening to such chuunibyou words, for a time lost even the mood to dissuade him.
After all, a damned doll’s balls point to the sky. Can’t be stopped.
And what was all this about relying entirely on your own efforts…
“Forget it, forget it. You and I were master and disciple for a time. From now on, take care of yourself.”
Lu Qingyang’s final sentence made Han Li’s heart violently tremble.
He suddenly raised his head, only to find that the Ring on his finger had vanished without a trace…