In the face of the pair of oncoming guards, Han Li displayed no intention to take evasive measures. Instead, bright golden light emerged over his entire body as he flew directly toward the horde of ghostly heads.

The portly guard let loose a loud roar as he swept his sleeves through the air, and all of the starry sand converged toward Han Li before exploding violently into huge balls of lightning that inundated the entire sky, presenting a formidable sight to behold.

At the same time, the thin guard pointed a finger in Han Li's direction, and all of the ghostly heads in the sky abruptly swelled drastically in size before opening their mouths to send bursts of black light hurtling directly toward Han Li.

The black light didn't appear to have been all that remarkable, but they were giving off an extremely corrosive aura, and the space in their wake was rippling incessantly, as if the streaks of light were capable of corroding the very air itself.

The golden light radiating from Han Li's body brightened, and he suddenly transformed into a golden blur, accelerating drastically as he flew directly into the oncoming attacks.

Not only had he become extraordinarily fast, he was also displaying immaculate bodily control, weaving back...