The Elder Devil’s attention was so focused on Han Li that the black dagger escaped his notice.

By the time he discovered it, it was too late.

A red line flashed from the Elder Devil’s neck and its last remaining head was cleanly lobbed off.

Han Li rejoiced, but before he could celebrate, the headless Elder Devil raised his two sabers and swung, flinging two black streaks towards him. Soon after, the headless body of the Elder Devil ruptured into dense clouds of devilish Qi.

Han Li felt surprised, but he had no intention of letting his prey escape. He clasped his hands together in an incantation gesture without hesitation and detonated the purple flame flood dragon that he previously released.

Blazing purple embers spread throughout an area of thirty meters like falling rain.

Several dozen small golden swords sliced through the two black streaks and scattered them. The flying swords then dispersed in every direction, shortly sparking golden...