While the three cultivators were dealing with the Elder Devil Corpse, bright light began to wind around Han Li’s body and his surroundings turned dim and hazy. Countless specks of white light danced around in the air around him.

Han Li clasped his hands in an incantation gesture and spiritual light flowed without end around his body. A whirlwind of light rose from the ground and enveloped him in a gorgeous display.

Soon after, gales began to blow with ever greater force and frequency as time went by. As for the white light specks in the distance, they were swept up like moths to the flame. Not long after, the winds formed a huge pillar that reached into the sky, picking up stones and sand wherever it went as if possessed by a devil.

At that moment, Han Li’s incantation echoed through the fierce winds, causing the pillar of wind to tremble before dispersing thin, glowing clouds through the air.

The incantation was quickly spoken and the glowing clouds turned blue. Soon, the sound of rushing water filled the air and countless surging waves rose as far as...