166: The truth in white

Although her injuries remained severe and the Reincarnation Butterfly was even weaker as a result, she had at least saved her life, and more importantly, had interrupted the Envoy of Heavens Path's despair-inducing time acceleration, buying the Divine Dynasty a fleeting gap of chaos.

Although Mo Yun and Mo Yu did not understand the situation, their combat instincts allowed them to seize the Envoy of Heavens Path's momentary astonishment, unleashing Earth Binding Locks and Ruoshui Heavy Curtains with full force, attempting to interfere with its actions and buy Ink Snow a chance to catch her breath.

The slight fluctuation in the eyes of the Envoy of Heavens Path quickly subsided, once again covered by absolute coldness and indifference.

It seemed to have completely lost interest in observing, feeling a trace of annoyance at the endless struggles of these ants.

It raised its right hand, which held the scabbard, once again.

This time, the movement was not casual but carried a clear implication of ending everything.

Inside the scabbard, the ancient sword that had never truly been drawn emitted a soft hum that made the entire world tremble!

A Sword Intent pressure of severing and slaughtering, far more terrifying, purer, and more extreme than any previous attack, permeated the air as if it were tangible!

The Thunder Sword Great Wall shook violently, its light rapidly dimming!

The Ruoshui Black Tortoise let out an uneasy low roar, and the Dao patterns on its shell flashed frantically!

Mo Yun let out a muffled groan as the Earth Binding Locks shattered inch by inch!

The water curtain controlled by Mo Yu parted automatically as if it had met its nemesis!

If this sword were unleashed, it would surely shake the heavens and earth, destroying all things!

Ink Snow suppressed her injuries, and the Reincarnation Butterfly Seal lit up again, preparing for a desperate struggle.

Mo Yun and Mo Yu also gritted their teeth and channeled their final strength.

Just at this critical moment, when all hope seemed lost—

Sigh... A familiar sigh, filled with a hint of helplessness and exhaustion, sounded once again without warning in this world about to be destroyed.

The space rippled like a calm lake surface when a pebble is thrown into it.

A figure in green shifted from illusory to real, quietly appearing before the city wall, standing exactly between the Envoy of Heavens Path and The Three Daughters.

The green shirt remained the same, the face ordinary. Han Li!

He had crossed realms to arrive again! But this time, it was not an illusory projection, but... his true body descending!

His face was even paler than before, even carrying a trace of imperceptible transparency, as if maintaining this true body's existence in the Spirit Realm was also a huge burden for him.

His aura was restrained to the extreme, yet it naturally radiated a profound, unfathomable Dao charm, silently neutralizing most of the Envoy of Heavens Path's terrifying sword pressure.

His appearance caused the originally certain-death situation to suddenly stall.

The ancient sword of the Envoy of Heavens Path, which was about to be fully drawn, stopped abruptly.

Its indifferent expression, frozen for ten thousand years, showed a violent, incredibly clear fluctuation for the first time!

It was a kind of extreme... repulsion and disgust? As if it had seen something that should not exist, something extremely filthy!

Han Li did not look at it, but instead turned his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the heavily injured Ink Snow, the struggling Mo Yun and Mo Yu, and the devastated Divine Dynasty territory where the timeline had not yet fully recovered from the chaos.

A flash of extremely complex emotion crossed his eyes—helplessness, scrutiny—finally turning into a deeper sigh.

As expected... it has still come to this. He seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps speaking to some entity in the great unknown.

Then, he slowly turned his head back, looking calmly at the Envoy of Heavens Path, which was treating him like a formidable enemy, its Sword Intent surging but hesitating to strike.

Stop, Han Li's voice remained calm, but carried an unquestionable power, Or, perhaps I should say... come back.

The Envoy of Heavens Path remained silent, but the Sword Intent around its body grew increasingly sharp, and in its cold eyes beneath the blurred face, a hint of... crimson appeared?

It was an extreme emotion of being offended and enraged!

Looking at it in this state, the last trace of hesitation in Han Li's eyes vanished completely, leaving only cold determination.

Obsessed and unrepentant, you are ultimately a karmic obstacle, he shook his head slowly, Very well, today I will completely resolve this Karma.

He slowly raised his right hand, and in that seemingly ordinary palm, the 【little green bottle】, already covered in cracks, appeared once again.

The cracks on the bottle seemed to have increased by a few more, as if it would shatter completely at any moment, yet the vitality and purifying Dao charm it radiated were unprecedentedly rich.

Do you think that by relying on this mere remnant soul Incarnation and borrowing a sliver of the Heavenly Dao's authority, you can act as the agent of Heaven's punishment? Han Li's voice suddenly turned cold, Little do you know, you yourself are the greatest 'rebellion against the Dao'!

Before his words had faded, he flicked the bottle body with his thumb! Dong!

A muffled, strange sound, as if striking the nodes of eternal time and space, echoed deep within the Divine Soul of every living being!

A drop of emerald dew, brighter and more condensed than before, as if containing the principles of the Universe's birth and death and the cycle of all things, slowly flew out from the mouth of the bottle.

The moment this dewdrop appeared, the Envoy of Heavens Path seemed to be greatly stimulated, letting out an inhuman, incredibly sharp shriek!

It no longer cared about its target; the ancient sword in its hand erupted with world-destroying white light, slashing desperately toward Han Li... and the little green bottle in his hand!

This sword was its true power!

Wherever the sword light passed, space was not just torn; it was directly reduced to nothingness! Laws collapsed, and all Daos wailed!

Facing this sword capable of slaying immortals and annihilating gods, Han Li did not dodge or avoid it.

He just watched the emerald dewdrop quietly, a flash of indescribable complex emotion crossing his eyes—reminiscence, reluctance, and even a sense of relief from letting go of everything.

Then, he blew a soft breath at the dewdrop. This sword returns your favor! And also returns... the Karma of this world!

The emerald dewdrop transformed into a gentle yet unswerving green stream of light, not meeting the destructive sword light head-on, but in a way that transcended time and Law, directly bypassing all obstacles and sinking into... the center of the Envoy of Heavens Path's brow!

Ugh, ah—!!! The Envoy of Heavens Path let out an extremely shrill scream, and the terrifying destructive sword light suddenly dissipated halfway!

The pure white Dao robe around its body was instantly stained with a layer of filthy, roiling black aura!

That blurred face twisted violently, becoming clear at times, revealing a visage that was seven or eight parts similar to Han Li's, yet filled with violence, slaughter, and cold, ruthless indifference! At other times it became blurred again, covered by the Laws of the Heavenly Dao!

Evil Corpse... He is Han Li's Evil Corpse! Mo Yun suddenly realized and exclaimed in shock!

Ancient texts record that great beings sever the Three Corpses to prove the Dao, and the Three Corpses are transformed from one's own obsessions!

This white-clothed Envoy of Heavens Path turned out to be the Evil Corpse severed by Han Li! For some reason, it had escaped control, even integrated with part of the Heavenly Dao's authority, and became an agent of Heaven's punishment!

Did Han Li actually use his own Evil Corpse to repay the favor of Mo Yuan? Or perhaps, he had long anticipated this day and used this opportunity to completely eliminate this uncontrollable Evil Corpse?

Just as the Evil Corpse struggled violently, with the Heavenly Dao authority and evil thoughts clashing madly within its body—a fierce look flashed in Han Li's eyes, and he pointed his fingers like a sword, slashing from a distance at the struggling Evil Corpse!

This slash was not a physical attack, nor was it a power of Law, but a more profound severing directed at the connection of existence! Sever—!

Chirp! A crisp sound as if a line of Karma had snapped! The subtle connection between the Evil Corpse and the Heavenly Dao was forcibly severed by Han Li with supreme Divine Ability! At the same time, the fundamental connection between himself and the Evil Corpse was also severed!

No—!!! The Evil Corpse let out a final roar filled with unwillingness and resentment, its body covered in cracks like shattered porcelain, and the terrifying ancient sword fell from its hand with a mournful cry.

The next moment, its body swelled violently, and then... Boom!!!!!! An earth-shattering explosion rang out, but there was not much energy impact; instead, endless, pure yet chaotic evil thoughts and fragments of Heavenly Dao Laws scattered, disintegrated, and annihilated like fireworks!

【Evil Corpse Disintegration】! The white-clothed Envoy of Heavens Path, the agent of Heaven's punishment, had actually vanished into thin air!

Only an ancient, sheathed sword, radiating endless slaughtering Sword Intent, floated silently in the center of the explosion, as if waiting for a new master.

Han Li's figure swayed, his face becoming even more transparent, and the cracks on the little green bottle in his hand increased suddenly, almost covering the entire surface, as if it would shatter completely in the next second.

He looked at the ancient sword, then looked at The Three Daughters below who were shocked beyond measure, and finally cast his gaze toward the distant direction of the Thunder Abyss.

His voice carried a hint of exhaustion, yet came through clearly: The Karma here is resolved. The immortal slaughtering sword... is yours.

After speaking, his figure slowly faded, like ink dissolving in water, and disappeared once again.

Leaving behind only the ancient sword hanging in the air, and a truth that had just been revealed, one capable of shocking the entire Spirit Realm.

The truth about the white-clothed one was actually like this! At the cost of severing and destroying his own Evil Corpse and completely ruining the little green bottle, Han Li had repaid Mo Yuan's favor and also delivered a massive... gift.

The immortal slaughtering sword! Ink Snow, Mo Yun, and Mo Yu looked at the ancient sword, raging storms rising in their hearts.

The crisis seemed to have been resolved. But they all understood that the real storm had perhaps only just begun.