The Immortal Ascension

Chapter 61 : Spirit Extinction

Chapter 61: Spirit Extinction

Yu Zitong's Primordial Spirit was trapped in a narrow corner, flailing around like a fly with broken wings. Every time it tried to fly out, a stream of black liquid would force it back, followed by a deadly cold light that would slash at the glowing orb, continuously weakening its green radiance.

Despair filled his heart. Although the relentless strikes of the opponent's sword had significantly weakened his Primordial Spirit, that wasn't his main concern. What truly left him helpless was the constant erosion caused by the black liquid.

Ever since he was sprayed with the liquid, he felt a numbing itch and weakness in his Primordial Spirit. His remaining spiritual power was being gradually worn away, and more critically, the liquid hindered his ability to cast Spells, rendering him almost powerless, as if he were imprisoned.

"Why are you killing me? Why?..."

Facing Han Li's cold and merciless attacks, Yu Zitong's hoarse cries intermittently emanated from the glowing orb, filled with deep resentment. Yet, Han Li remained silent, responding only with the accelerated swings of his blade.

Soon, Yu Zitong's voice gradually faded, growing weaker and weaker until only a faint whimper remained, and then there was complete silence.

Han Li did not stop immediately. Instead, he continued to slash at the faint, candle-like glow of the Primordial Spirit on the ground with over a dozen strikes. Only when he saw that the last remnants of the green light could not be extinguished did he finally sheath his soft sword and wrap it back around his belt.

At this moment, Han Li spoke coldly:

"I never cooperate with those who swear oaths on their parents' lives. Let alone trust the promises of a scoundrel like you, who would lead me down the same path as Doctor Mo."

With a cold glance at the final flicker of Yu Zitong's Primordial Spirit, Han Li turned decisively and walked to the stone door, pushing it open with a forceful shove.

As the door swung open, several beams of dazzling sunlight streamed in, illuminating the remnants of the Primordial Spirit. With a soft "poof," the faint green light flickered and vanished, dissipating into thin air like wisps of smoke.

In this way, the last trace of Yu Zitong's existence in the world was completely erased by Han Li, leaving no evidence to trace him.

As for how Han Li knew that Primordial Spirits were afraid of light, it was Doctor Mo's habit of extinguishing many lamps upon entering the room that had given him the idea. Otherwise, he would have been at a loss on how to deal with this final, indestructible threat, leaving him in constant anxiety.

However, Han Li's ability to so easily extinguish the opponent's Primordial Spirit was largely due to the prepared vial of Seven Venoms.

This vial, an improved version of the Five Venoms previously confiscated by Doctor Mo, had been enhanced with the addition of a material called "Earth Mushroom Flower." This toxic herb was not only highly poisonous to ordinary people but also greatly hindered the Primordial Spirits of Cultivators. It was this that had prevented Yu Zitong from successfully casting Spells, leading to the easy destruction of his Primordial Spirit.

As for why Han Li first sprayed the Seven Venoms on the opponent's Primordial Spirit, it was simply influenced by various legends and stories. In those tales, all demons and ghosts were said to fear liquids like chicken blood or black dog blood. In a moment of inspiration, Han Li treated Yu Zitong's Primordial Spirit as if it were a ghost or demon.If Yu Zitong knew about this accidental coincidence from the underworld, he might be so furious that he would spit blood and die all over again.

Han Li, of course, was unaware of all these coincidences. He only knew that even if the poison didn't work, once he opened the door, the other's Primordial Spirit would undoubtedly be destroyed. With such thorough consideration, he had no qualms about dealing a ruthless blow to Yu Zitong.

Now, he was finally free. He no longer had to live with a saber at his neck, always ready to flee for his life.

Han Li slowly walked back to the center of the stone house and stood there quietly for a moment. Suddenly, he leaped into the air, more than three feet high, and let out a few fierce roars, venting his joy with all his might. At this moment, he truly returned to himself, the nature of a sixteen-year-old boy.

"I'm finally free!"

"I'm finally free!"

"I—" With a sudden snap, Han Li's voice was cut off as if by a saber, and his cheers abruptly stopped.

A huge figure, wandering not far from the stone door, caught his eye. It was the giant man named "Iron Slave."

Han Li's expression suddenly turned grim. The sight of this man made him feel a faint pain in his shoulder. He had made a grave mistake, once again neglecting this man's existence and forgetting to ask Yu Zitong's Primordial Spirit about the giant's origins and weaknesses.

However, what slightly reassured Han Li was that the giant man seemed completely uninterested in the affairs inside the stone house. He just kept pacing outside, strictly adhering to Doctor Mo's posthumous orders, not even glancing at the open stone door.

Han Li frowned, feeling that the situation was tricky. This giant man was clearly somewhat dull-witted, only blindly following orders. But for Han Li, such a person was the hardest to deal with because he couldn't persuade him with words to stop the conflict and make peace. And if it came to a fight, Han Li was no match for him. The only thing that could threaten the giant was the now-empty tube of poison.

Han Li paced back and forth in the room several times, racking his brains to find a way to subdue the other party, but for the moment, his mind was a tangled mess with no clear solution.

By chance, Han Li's gaze fell on Doctor Mo's corpse.

An idea struck him.

"Maybe I can find some way to control the giant from the corpse," Han Li couldn't help but think.

He glanced outside. The giant man was still tirelessly pacing, showing no signs of approaching.

Seeing this, Han Li felt reassured. He took a few steps to Doctor Mo's corpse and, without hesitation, extended his hands to carefully search every inch of it.

(End of Chapter)