Chapter 1310: Foul Mood
The man standing atop the giant whale's back had a very pale complexion with a head of long and slightly curly blond hair.
There was a hint of redness in his eyes, making it appear as if he were in need of some rest, but his aura was extremely formidable, putting his late-Great Encompassment Stage cultivation base on full display.
"By big fish, are you referring to me or this spirit pet of mine?" the young man asked with a cold grin.
Despite his rather effeminate appearance, his voice was quite masculine.
"You can think of it as whichever one you like," Han Li replied in a casual manner as he took a glance up at the sky.
Just as he had feared, Violet Spirit and Shi Chuankong were unable to get away, having been stopped in their tracks by a spirit domain and several hundred Heavenly Court cultivators, all of which appeared to have been immortal envoys.
"Whichever one it is, it doesn't change the fact that you're going to be gobbled up like a small fry," the young man said in an indifferent manner.
"May I ask your name, Fellow Daoist?" Han Li asked.
"My name is Shui Changtian, and I've been ordered to capture you. Are you going to surrender yourself or make me capture you by force? Before you make your decision, let me tell you that not a single person that's been captured by my water prison hasn't lived to regret it," the young man said with a smile.
"That's a fine name, fit for a fine burial at sea," Han Li remarked, [1] then swept a sleeve through the air to release his seventy-two Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords, all of which came raining down onto the sea below.
Countless arcs of golden lightning erupted out of the swords before coming together to form an enormous sword array with a sea of lightning crashing and churning within.