Li Han leaped into the air and hurled the Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords from his hand, pouring Soul Power into them with wild abandon!
First Soul Skill! As-You-Will!
Grow bigger and heavier!
The next moment, an astonishing scene unfolded.
The Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords swelled in the wind, transforming into a giant sword ten meters long. Blue arcs of electricity danced across its surface, filling the air with an aura of destruction!
A bootleg version of the Giant Sword Technique!
"What?!"
Chen Niu blanched at the sight and hurriedly thrust out both hands to catch the sword's blade.
As the blade ground against Chen Niu's hands, sparks flew.
Chen Niu felt an enormous force bearing down on his hands. His legs sank slightly, and two deep footprints appeared beneath him.
With Li Han pouring out all his Soul Power and Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda amplifying him, he had pushed the Giant Sword Technique to its limit.
"Now! Inject a little Soul Power into what I just gave you, then throw all of it at this guy!"
Li Han shouted. Ning Rongrong reacted at once.
She pinched five Fireball Talismans in her left hand, activated them with Soul Power, and hurled them at Chen Niu.
Chen Niu was busy holding back the giant sword and couldn't defend himself.
But he had great confidence in his own defenses. What kind of damage could a few tiny scraps of paper do?
It didn't take long for him to realize he was wrong—and horribly so.
Boom!
All five Fireball Talismans exploded against his right leg!
Scorching heat and a tremendous shock wave instantly engulfed it.
"Argh!"
Chen Niu let out a scream as his right leg was blown clean off.
The combined power of the five Fireball Talismans could have been blocked if he had defended himself with all his might.
But right now, all his attention was focused on holding back the Giant Sword Technique. His remaining defenses couldn't withstand the blast.
"This..."
Ning Rongrong stared in shock, never imagining that five tiny scraps of paper could pack such power.
That man was a Soul Ancestor!
"Now!"
Li Han narrowed his eyes and unleashed all his Soul Power for a final strike.
He pressed both hands down, and the Giant Sword Technique surged with force.
Crippled by the pain, Chen Niu no longer had the strength he'd had before. He couldn't resist the Giant Sword Technique.
"No!"
Chen Niu screamed as the Giant Sword Technique pinned him to the ground.
The blade pierced through his chest, and blue lightning charred the wound black. Even the immortals couldn't have saved him now.
Seeing this, Li Han let out a breath of relief. His Soul Power dispersed, and the giant sword vanished with it.
At that moment, his Soul Power was completely spent, and a wave of exhaustion swept over him.
Li Han plopped down on the ground, took out some Energy Recovery Pills, tossed three into his mouth, and quickly refined them to restore his Soul Power.
"We won? We actually won?"
Ning Rongrong stared in disbelief.
She had thought they were in a hopeless situation. She never imagined the two of them would manage to kill a Soul Ancestor together.
That was incredible.
No—not they. This young man in front of her was incredible.
Not only was he astonishingly powerful, he also had all sorts of strange attack talismans.
"Are you all right?"
Ning Rongrong came to her senses and hurried over to check on him.
"I'm fine. I've just used up all my Soul Power. I'll be all right after a short rest."
Li Han shook his head slightly, then got up and walked over to Chen Niu to inspect him.
He wanted to make sure Chen Niu was dead, and to see if he had anything valuable on him.
"What are you doing?"
Ning Rongrong asked, puzzled.
"Cleaning up the battlefield and collecting the spoils. A Soul Ancestor's a Soul Ancestor—he's got quite a bit of money."
Li Han opened Chen Niu's money pouch and found three hundred Gold Soul Coins inside.
"Want half?"
Ning Rongrong shook her head.
"I'm not short on money. If you want it, keep it."
Tsk. She really was a young lady—so generous.
Li Han accepted the whole lot without hesitation.
"My name is Ning Rongrong. What's yours?"
Li Han raised an eyebrow. If Ning Rongrong learned his real name, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect might come after him.
For now, he was better off keeping his head down.
So, his name...
"Han Li."
"Han Li? Thank you for saving me."
"You're welcome. I was only protecting myself.
That guy came at me intending to kill me. I couldn't just let him do it."
"Still, thank you so much.
If anyone asks about this, just say you don't know anything.
Otherwise, Spirit Hall might come looking for trouble.
Once our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect exposes Spirit Hall's scheme, I'll thank you properly.
I have to leave now!"
Ning Rongrong had considered asking Li Han to protect her on the way back, but after thinking it over, she felt it would be unfair to him.
One wrong move, and he could lose his life.
This was a matter for their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. She shouldn't drag anyone else into it.
Besides, he had already saved her once.
She couldn't burden him again.
With that, Ning Rongrong turned to leave.
But Li Han handed her a Golden Light Talisman.
"Keep this Golden Light Talisman. You've already seen what it can do.
I can tell you're in a bit of trouble. Maybe this Golden Light Talisman will help."
Ning Rongrong was delighted.
The Golden Light Talisman could withstand two attacks from a Soul Ancestor. It would certainly be a big help to her right now.
"Thank you!"
Ning Rongrong took the Golden Light Talisman and quickly left.
She still had to find Sword Douluo.
"You're pretty gutsy for someone so young."
Li Han watched Ning Rongrong leave and smiled faintly.
Ning Rongrong during the movie's events really was likable. It was only later, after Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo spoiled her rotten, that she grew a little willful and unruly during Shrek Academy's early days.
But her nature was still good.
Once she broke free of her spoiled-young-lady image, she would grow into an unparalleled powerhouse who could support a force of a hundred thousand.
Li Han tossed out a Fireball Technique and completely burned Chen Niu's corpse.
Killing for treasure and destroying the body—now that was how you did things professionally.
He didn't want to invite any other trouble.
After this little incident, Li Han was three hundred Gold Soul Coins richer. At least the trouble hadn't been for nothing.
Several days later, news spread across the entire Douluo Continent.
Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Second Worship of Spirit Hall, had secretly sent people to capture Ning Fengzhi, the head of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and convened a sect assembly, intending to swallow up all the sects.
Fortunately, Sword Douluo Chen Xin of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect arrived in time and rescued Ning Fengzhi, foiling Golden Crocodile Douluo's scheme.
Qian Daoliu intervened, but Chen Xin wounded him at the cost of shattering the Asura Divine Sword, and Spirit Hall's scheme was declared an utter failure.
Afterward, Golden Crocodile Douluo was severely punished by Spirit Hall, stripped of all his positions, and sent back to the Worship Hall.
The Pope, Bibi Dong, formally took power and assumed command of Spirit Hall.
Within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Ning Rongrong had changed back into her usual finery. Everything she had experienced over the past month felt like a dream.
Thinking back to the moment she had faced Qian Daoliu, Ning Rongrong still felt a little afraid.
She took the shattered Golden Light Talisman from her pocket and murmured, "Han Li, thank you.
If I hadn't had your Golden Light Talisman, I'm afraid I wouldn't have held out for that second."
Just then, Ning Fengzhi arrived.
"Dad! Did you find Han Li?"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head.
"Rongrong, I investigated every faction near Nuoding City, but I couldn't find any trace of this young man named Han Li.
I couldn't find any Soul Master whose Martial Soul was a green longsword, either.
From what you've told me, someone with so many strange methods must have an extraordinary background.
Perhaps he's a disciple of some hidden sect. That would explain why I couldn't find any information about him."
"How could that be? Does that mean I can't repay his kindness?"
Ning Rongrong looked crestfallen.
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