Although Han Li had not expected to kill Old Devil Zenith Yin so easily, he did not anticipate that the devil's magic would be so strange, almost as if he had cultivated his body into an intangible existence. Clearly, it was not a ghostly body, but rather some kind of magic that temporarily transformed his body into an almost undying demon form.
Such devilish techniques, Han Li had heard of before; it is said that many ancient devils from ancient times existed in this form, which had once caused the ancient cultivators a great deal of trouble.
Now witnessing it with his own eyes, it was indeed extraordinary.
Han Li was secretly alarmed in his heart. However, his offensive did not stop for a moment; he opened his mouth and a purple fireball flew out, rolling slightly before swelling to the size of a carriage wheel, directly heading towards the bloodshadow.
