Chapter 5403 of the Dragon King’s Order: You are too weak
“Impossible! How could your spiritual power be that strong?”
he roared in disbelief.
“Because you are too weak!”
Han Lie attacked again after landing, swinging the Scarlet Flame Sword even faster. Shadows lingered on the sword, each strike carrying the scorching power of the Burning Heaven Flames, forcing the black-robed youth to retreat repeatedly.
“Red Flame Sword Technique Second Form – Blazing Heaven Slash!”
Han Lie roared, the sword suddenly lengthening to several feet, slashing at the black-robed youth with devastating force.
The black-robed youth’s pupils constricted, knowing he couldn’t fight back. He could only do his utmost to fend off the two black swords.
“Crack!”
The black sword was instantly cut off, and the fire swept through his body. The black-robed youth screamed loudly, his body writhing in the fire, and immediately burned into a ball of black ash.
“Be brave!”
Deafening cheers rang out from the mountainside, and the monks brandished their weapons, their faces beaming with joy.
“Han Lie is truly powerful! He reduced this demonic cultivator to ashes with just one punch!”
“I told you before that the top three on the martial arts list are not for nothing. These demonic cultivators aren’t even worth mentioning!”
“Keep fighting! Wipe out the remaining demonic cultivators!”
Wu Hao couldn’t help but clap his hands and laugh: “Very good, Han Lie! You really deserve to be third on the martial arts list!”
Zi Yuan stared at Han Lie in the middle of the battlefield with admiration in her eyes—she had just fought Mu Baiyi for over a hundred rounds before narrowly winning, yet Han Lie was facing the much stronger black-robed youth with such ease and precision. His strength was truly unfathomable.
However, just as the cultivators were cheering, a cold laugh sounded from the demon cultivator camp.
The Soul Eater sat on the lion’s head, its hollow eye sockets observing Han Lie. Its tone was laced with undisguised sarcasm, “Interesting, but your abilities are less than impressive.”
He slowly turned his head, looked at the demon souls behind him, and said calmly, “Your turn.”
After finishing speaking, a figure slowly emerged from the line.
Dressed in dark robes, his face was handsome but pale. A faint spiritual mist enveloped him—clearly not a physical form, but a spirit.
He slowly walked toward the battlefield, each step leaving no footprints on the ground. He was clearly a formidable figure among hundreds of thousands of demon souls.
“Soul?”
Han Lie frowned, a glimmer of doubt in his eyes.
Souls don’t have physical bodies, making them difficult to destroy with ordinary attacks. Furthermore, to maintain such a solid state in spirit form, their power must be immense.
The cultivators in the middle of the mountain also fell silent, their smiles fading.
“He’s a soul-body demon cultivator! This is a problem! Soul-body cultivators are the hardest to deal with!”
“Han Lie’s Red Flame Sword is indeed powerful, but its flames primarily burn the physical body, so the damage to the body and soul is likely limited.”
“What should we do now? Are we going to lose?”
The black-robed youth walked to the center of the battlefield, bowed slightly to Han Lie, and spoke calmly, “I am Zhao Mu, one of the Hundred Thousand Demon Souls. Your swordsmanship is extraordinary, and I admire you.”
Her voice was clear and cold, like the clash of jade, a stark contrast to the hoarse voices of the other demonic cultivators.
Han Lie let out a smile, his expression serious, “I am Han Lie. Stop talking nonsense and attack!”
He knew the hardships of his body and soul and didn’t dare to be careless. He channeled his full spiritual energy, and the flames on the Scarlet Flame Sword burned even more fiercely.
Zhao Mu nodded, his figure suddenly flashed, turning into a shadow, and instantly appeared behind Han Lie.
Shocked, Han Lie immediately turned around and swung his sword, but missed—Zhao Mu had already disappeared.
“The speed is incredible!”
Han Lie was secretly surprised, and looked around warily.
The soul body is not bound by the physical body, so its speed is much faster than that of ordinary cultivators. Zhao Mu’s speed is even faster, almost reaching the level of teleportation.