Netherworld Monarch Menace's eyes narrowed slightly upon seeing this, and he brandished his mace in front of himself in a casual manner before taking a deep breath and letting loose a deafening roar.

In the face of this thunderous roar, the space before him twisted and warped, forming a semi-transparent light barrier.

The azure thread struck the light barrier like a torrential storm, only to instantly vanish into it without a trace.

A hint of surprise flashed through Han Li's eyes upon seeing this, and the azure longsword in his hand elongated to around 10 feet in length at his behest before being slashed through the air again.

All of a sudden, a sword projection that was over 100 feet in length appeared above Netherworld Monarch Menace before crashing down from above.

Netherworld Monarch Menace gave a cold harrumph as he lashed out upward with his mace without any hesitation.

Countless bursts of black Qi surged out of the mace in a frenzy amid a burst of ghostly howls, transforming into a black dragon that rose...