A loud roar rang out within the grey light, following which two giant purplish-golden hands emerged before forcibly tearing the light apart.

Han Li then strode out of the grey light while radiating bright purplish-golden light, and aside from some areas of his body that had been charred black, he was completely unscathed.

"I see, so that wasn't true Hierarchical Yin Corpse Lightning; it only possessed around a tenth of the power. You're delusional if you think something like that can hurt me. Having said that, this illusion technique is quite interesting," Han Li remarked.

Huang Yuanzi was silent for a moment, as if he had been stunned by how powerful Han Li's physical body was, but he then said in a vicious voice, "Hmph, if one isn't enough, then what about 10? What about 100?"

As soon as his voice trailed off, all of the other beads shot forth toward Han Li like a torrential storm.

"How foolish. I've already seen through your illusion technique,...