Mountain Stronghold Version of Giant Sword Technique!

Li Han leaped into the air, throwing the Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords from his hand as his soul power surged into it frantically!

First Soul Skill! As-You-Will!

Grow larger and heavier!

The next moment, a shocking scene unfolded.

The Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords grew in the wind, transforming into a ten-meter-long giant sword. Blue electric arcs danced across the blade, brimming with a destructive aura!

A knock-off version, Giant Sword Technique!

"What!"

Chen Niu was horrified at the sight and hurriedly reached out both hands to catch the blade of the Giant Sword Technique.

Sparks flew where the blade rubbed against Chen Niu's palms.

Chen Niu felt his hands bearing a terrifying force, his legs sinking slightly as he left two deep footprints in the ground.

With Li Han pouring out all his soul power and the amplification from Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, he had pushed the Giant Sword Technique to its limit.

"Now! Infuse the items I just gave you with a sliver of soul power and throw them all at him!"

Li Han shouted, and Ning Rongrong reacted immediately.

She gripped five Fireball Talismans in her left hand, channeled her soul power, and threw them at Chen Niu.

Chen Niu was busy bracing against the giant sword and had no way to defend himself.

However, he had immense confidence in his own defense; what kind of attack power could these tiny scraps of paper possibly have?

But soon, he realized he was wrong—terribly wrong.

BOOM!

All five Fireball Talismans exploded against his right leg!

The scorching heat and astonishing impact force instantly engulfed his limb.

"Ah!"

Chen Niu let out a miserable scream as his right leg was blown clean off.

If he had been defending with all his might, he could have blocked the combined power of the five Fireball Talismans.

But with all his focus on resisting the Giant Sword Technique, his remaining defense naturally couldn't hold.

"This..."

Ning Rongrong was stunned, never imagining that these five small pieces of paper could possess such formidable power.

That was a Soul Ancestor, after all.

"Now!"

Li Han narrowed his eyes, his soul power surging out wildly for one final strike.

He pressed both hands downward, and the Giant Sword Technique exerted sudden, crushing force.

Wracked with agony, Chen Niu no longer possessed his previous strength and was completely unable to withstand the Giant Sword Technique.

"No!"

Chen Niu shrieked as the Giant Sword Technique pinned him to the ground.

The blade pierced through his chest, and the blue lightning charred his wound black; not even a god could save him now.

Seeing this, Li Han exhaled in relief, his soul power dissipating as the giant sword vanished.

His soul power was completely exhausted, leaving him with a sense of collapse.

Li Han plopped onto the ground, pulled out an Energy Recovery Pill, tossed three into his mouth, and quickly refined them to restore his soul power.

"We won? We actually won?"

Ning Rongrong looked on in disbelief.

She had thought this was a dead end, never expecting that by joining forces, they would actually kill this Soul Ancestor.

This was simply too incredible.

No, it wasn't that they were incredible; it was the youth before her who was incredible.

Not only was his own strength astonishing, but he also possessed many strange, offensive papers.

"Are you alright?"

Ning Rongrong came to her senses and immediately stepped forward to show her concern.

"I'm fine. Just exhausted my soul power; I'll be better after a short rest."

Li Han shook his head slightly, then stood up and walked over to Chen Niu to inspect him.

He wanted to check if the man was truly dead, and also to see if he had any good loot on him.

"What are you doing?"

Ning Rongrong asked, puzzled.

"Clean up the battlefield and collect the supplies. A Soul Ancestor is a Soul Ancestor, after all; he's quite wealthy."

Li Han opened Chen Niu's money pouch and discovered three hundred Gold Soul Coin inside.

"Want half?"

Ning Rongrong shook her head.

"I'm not short on money. If you like it, you can keep it."

Tsk, a young lady is truly a young lady—so generous.

Li Han didn't stand on ceremony and kept it all.

"My name is Ning Rongrong. What's your name?"

Li Han raised an eyebrow. If Ning Rongrong learned his real name, he feared he would be targeted by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

For now, he had better keep a low profile.

So, as for a name...

"Han Li."

"Han Li? Thank you for saving me."

"You're welcome. I was just protecting myself. This guy tried to kill me the moment he showed up; I couldn't just let him do it."

"In any case, thank you so much. If anyone asks about this, just say you don't know anything. Otherwise, Martial Soul Hall might come looking for trouble with you. Once our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect exposes the conspiracy of Martial Soul Hall, I will thank you properly. I have to go now!"

Ning Rongrong had considered asking Li Han to escort her back, but upon reflection, she felt it would be too unfair to him. If things went poorly, his life would be at risk. This was a matter for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; it shouldn't involve others. Besides, he had already saved her once. She couldn't drag him into this any further.

Therefore, Ning Rongrong turned to leave as soon as she finished speaking.

But Li Han handed her a Golden Light Talisman.

"Take this Golden Light Talisman. You saw its utility just now. It's clear you've run into some trouble; perhaps this Golden Light Talisman can help you."

Ning Rongrong was overjoyed. This Golden Light Talisman could block two attacks from a Soul Ancestor, which was truly useful for her current situation.

"Thank you!"

Ning Rongrong took the Golden Light Talisman and left quickly. She still needed to find Sword Douluo.

"So young, yet full of courage."

Li Han watched Ning Rongrong's retreating figure and smiled faintly. Ning Rongrong during the theatrical version period was indeed very likable; it was only later, spoiled by Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, that she became somewhat willful and spoiled during the early days at Shrek Academy.

However, her true nature remained sound. Once the aura of the spoiled young lady was shattered later on, she would grow into a peerless powerhouse capable of supporting ten thousand jun alone.

With a flick of his hand, he cast a Fireball Technique, completely incinerating Chen Niu's corpse. Killing for treasure and destroying the evidence was the professional way to do things. He didn't want to invite any unnecessary trouble.

After this small interlude, Li Han had increased his net worth by three hundred Gold Soul Coin; it hadn't been a wasted effort.

Several days later, a piece of news spread throughout the entire Douluo Continent.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Second Worship of Martial Soul Hall, had secretly sent men to capture Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and initiated a sect assembly with the intention of annexing all other sects.

Fortunately, Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, arrived in time to rescue Ning Fengzhi, shattering the conspiracy of Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Qian Daoliu intervened, but was wounded by Chen Xin at the cost of shattering the Asura Divine Sword, signaling the total failure of the Martial Soul Hall's conspiracy.

Afterward, Golden Crocodile Douluo was severely punished by Martial Soul Hall, stripped of all positions, and returned to the Worship Hall.

Pope Bibi Dong officially took power, assuming command of Martial Soul Hall.

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Rongrong had already changed back into her original fine robes, feeling as though everything she had experienced over the past month was nothing more than a dream.

Recalling the moment she withstood Qian Daoliu, Ning Rongrong still felt a lingering sense of fear.

She took the tattered Golden Light Talisman from her bosom and murmured, "Han Li, thank you."

"If it weren't for this Golden Light Talisman of yours, I fear I wouldn't have been able to block that single second."

Just then, Ning Fengzhi arrived.

"Dad! Did you find Han Li?"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head.

"Rongrong, I have investigated all the factions near Nuoding City, but I could not find this youth named Han Li."

"Nor could I find any Soul Master whose Martial Soul is a cyan longsword."

"Based on what you told me, a person with so many bizarre methods must have an extraordinary background."

"Perhaps he is a disciple of some hidden sect, which is why I cannot find any information on him."

"How can that be? Doesn't that mean I have no way to repay his kindness?"

Ning Rongrong's face was filled with disappointment.