At this moment, Han Li not only activated the Thunderstorm Wings but also held a small cauldron a few inches tall in one palm.
The size of a palm, flickering with dazzling purple light!
"The Purple Word Cauldron! Isn't that Blood Light's treasure? How is it in your hand? Never mind, even so, do you think you can rely on a mere imitation of a Profound Heaven Treasure to block a slash from the Black Demon Dagger? Utterly delusional!" The young man in the black robe was stunned at first when he saw the purple cauldron in Han Li's hand, but then he sneered indifferently.
As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden "swish" in the void near Han Li, with countless black threads reappearing, shooting towards Han Li from all sides like maggots on bone.
Seeing this, Han Li's face sank, and he suddenly tossed the purple cauldron in his hand into the air. After forming an incantation with one hand, he quickly pointed, simultaneously uttering the word "ban".
