The Immortal Ascension

Chapter 47: Demon Silver Hand vs. Ruyan Step

"Demon Silver Hand."

These three words slowly rolled off Doctor Mo's tongue, his low voice seemingly drifting from beyond the heavens, carrying an inexplicable magic that caused Han Li to pause momentarily, halting his forward steps.

As the words faded, an overwhelming aura erupted from Doctor Mo's body, surging like a violent storm, growing fiercer and spreading in all directions, filling the entire small room.

Han Li, who had been walking forward, was directly struck by this sudden and ferocious aura, forcing him to retreat several steps before he could steady himself and stand firm.

Han Li's expression changed drastically, a wave of fear washing over him. He realized that his opponent had likely unleashed his true trump card to deal with him. It seemed that the earlier sword strike had deeply provoked him.

"Hehe! Kid, consider yourself fortunate to witness my renowned technique, the Demon Silver Hand."

Doctor Mo's deafeningly arrogant voice buzzed in Han Li's ears, but fortunately, it did not contain any Internal Energy, so the impact was minimal. It appeared that Doctor Mo disdained using previously failed tactics against him again, which gave Han Li some relief.

However, hearing Doctor Mo mention the "Demon Silver Hand" twice with such pride piqued Han Li's curiosity, and he couldn't help but glance at the old man's hands.

What he saw filled Han Li with astonishment, causing his tightly closed lips to part slightly.

From the elbows upward, Doctor Mo's originally withered arms suddenly swelled as if filled with air, becoming noticeably thicker than before. Even more shocking was that his previously sallow skin had now turned a silvery-white, reflecting a cold metallic sheen under the sunlight, appearing as indestructible as if forged from pure silver.

"Is this Doctor Mo's true strength?"

At this sight, Han Li's heart sank. The hand gripping his sword hilt involuntarily broke out in a fine sweat, making his palm uncomfortably damp. After all, he had little experience in combat, and the drastic change in his opponent's aura, coupled with the eerie transformation of his hands, made even breathing feel heavier.

Nevertheless, Han Li managed to maintain a composed exterior. His calm expression showed no trace of fear, as if he were completely unfazed by Doctor Mo's arrogance.

Doctor Mo, however, was displeased. Although he had begun to view Han Li in a new light, he still felt that using his ultimate technique against a mere teenager was somewhat overkill, like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut. Thus, he hoped to see Han Li terrified and flustered, which would justify his display of power.

"Do you know how much I despise that look of yours? A brat still wet behind the ears, yet always pretending to be in complete control, as if everything is within your grasp," Doctor Mo said coldly, not bothering to hide his disdain for Han Li.

"Oh, is that so? It's an honor to have earned Old Mo's disgust. I think I'll make it a point to further develop this particular strength of mine," Han Li retorted sarcastically, no longer remaining silent, hoping to provoke some vulnerability in his opponent through his words.However, it was clear that Han Li's attempt had failed. Doctor Mo did not continue speaking. Instead, he clapped his hands together with a loud "bang," producing a metallic grinding noise that unsettled the mind.

Then, with a swift movement, he leaped into the air, brandishing his massive silver palms. His entire body transformed into a whirlwind, descending with the force of a collapsing mountain, directly charging at Han Li.

It seemed he no longer intended to delay and wanted to rely on his divine power to capture Han Li in one fell swoop.

Han Li's expression turned serious as he focused intently on the incoming attack. Just as Doctor Mo leaped above him, Han Li raised his short sword, thrusting it toward the vital point—the throat.

Seeing Han Li's audacity in not evading his fierce assault, Doctor Mo couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. With a sinister laugh, he shouted, "Die!" He then extended one of his silver hands to grab Han Li's short sword, while the other hand aimed a fierce strike at Han Li's shoulder.

However, the palm strike directed at Han Li's shoulder, though seemingly ferocious, only utilized half of his power. This was inconsistent with the harsh words he had spoken, as if he feared seriously injuring Han Li. There seemed to be some hidden mystery behind this.

Naturally, Han Li was unaware of the truth, but even if he had known, he wouldn't have used his own flesh to test the hardness of Doctor Mo's palm. With a slight flick of his wrist, Han Li's short sword suddenly turned horizontally, forming a wheel-sized silver shield that protected his upper body.

Doctor Mo's lips curled into a mocking smile, but the trajectory of his palms remained unchanged. They forcefully plunged into the sword's light, showing no intention of evading.

With a crisp "clang," Han Li's short sword struck the massive silver palm, sparking a few sparks. Not only did it fail to harm Doctor Mo, but it was also sent flying high into the air.

Seizing the opportunity, Doctor Mo flipped his palm and extended a finger, lightly flicking the blade before it could retract. Han Li felt a sudden heat in his hand, and the sword flew out with a "whoosh," embedding itself deeply into the wall without a trace of hesitation.

Immediately after, the other silver hand transformed from a palm into a claw, aiming to grab Han Li's collarbone and immobilize him, intending to capture him alive.

As the situation took a drastic turn and Han Li found himself in grave danger, he showed no signs of panic. With a slight shift of his shoulder, his entire body blurred, transforming into a wisp of smoke that darted forward, right under Doctor Mo's nose.

Doctor Mo was startled by this ghostly movement, but he used his descending momentum to transform his hands into a thick silver curtain, enveloping the smoke completely, leaving no room for Han Li to escape.

However, the smoke was incredibly peculiar. It suddenly swirled around, escaping from beneath the silver curtain at an unimaginably bizarre angle. It then made a sharp turn, rushing to the corner of the room to Doctor Mo's left before stopping and gradually solidifying, revealing Han Li's true form.

(End of Chapter)