In the sky above a certain sea in the spirit realm, two groups of unknown, low-rank marine beasts resembling giant whales were engaged in an inexplicable battle, tearing at each other. Sections of their wounded bodies floated up from the water intermittently, and streams of blood seeped out, completely staining the surrounding sea surface a vivid red. Suddenly, an overwhelming surge of power erupted from deep within the ocean floor. At the force of this surge, both groups of beasts were instantly startled, halting their combat immediately and rushing in different directions, scrambling to escape. In a matter of moments, the sea surface, aside from the scattered remains and faint traces of blood, had returned to its former tranquility. At that very moment, the sea water parted dramatically on either side, and a massive, dark-black vessel soared forth, stretching over a thousand zhang in length and width—like a fierce, monstrous black beast. Crowded densely at both ends of the vessel were numerous human cultivators, mostly young and filled with excitement, constantly pointing and gesturing at the scene unfolding above the water. Some younger monastics even had their eyes slightly closed, as though silently sensing something in place. This great vessel, naturally, was the Mo Ling Sacred Vessel, recently returned from Xiao Ling Tian to the Spirit Realm. At the very instant it arrived at the seabed, the seven-colored luminous channel, which had sustained it, finally collapsed under the strain. Should Han Li wish to return to Xiao Ling Tian again in the future, he would have no idea how long it might take—nor would he know when he could possibly succeed in re-establishing a connection with the ancient altar to calculate a viable path. Now, Han Li and Nan Gong Wan stood side by side at the very front of the vessel's prow, while the surrounding crowd respectfully maintained a wide expanse of space, unwilling to draw near at all. "This is indeed the true Spirit Realm," Nan Gong Wan murmured, drawing in a breath of slightly briny sea air. "The purity of the spiritual energy here is truly unmatched by Xiao Ling Tian. Only in such a place can we practitioners hope to advance further, and ultimately achieve the realm of ascending to the Immortal Realm." "The Spiritual Realm is indeed stronger than Xiao Ling Tian, yet there aren't many beings who have reached the Great Mastery stage. For us human clans, which are relatively weaker, possessing even one or two Great Mastery-level beings is usually sufficient to establish a solid position in the Spiritual Realm. However, some of the most powerful clans may have ten or more Great Mastery-level beings. Of course, even among the Great Mastery-level beings, there are distinctions in strength—some truly outstanding ones can engage in combat with True Spiritual beings without being at a disadvantage, and effortlessly eliminate several peers of the same rank with their own power." Han Li smiled slightly as he said this. During his time in Xiao Ling Tian, he had naturally explained the general conditions of the Spiritual Realm and the human clan to the others, so those who had returned from Xiao Ling Tian were no longer completely unfamiliar with the Spiritual Realm. "Given your husband's confident demeanor, he must surely be one of these so-called 'stronger' beings. I hadn't realized that the situation of the human clan within the Spiritual Realm was quite unfavorable." "With the words from my husband, things should improve a bit," Nan Gong Wan sighed. "I believe I am no less capable than any of the great cultivators when facing challenges alone. However, my journey to achieving the Great Cultivation stage has still been relatively short, so truly revitalizing the human race will require long-term planning." Han Li spoke with a serious expression. "Of course. I have full confidence that, with your strength, there will come a day when you achieve this." Nan Gong Wan gazed at Han Li, her face gently glowing with affection. "I hope so," Han Li replied, his eyes flashing. "How shall we return to Fengyuan Continent—should we cross the sea directly?" After glancing once more at the distant sea horizon, Nan Gong Wan asked. "That won't be necessary. I know the merchants of the He Lan Commercial Alliance on the adjacent Xue Tian Continent well. Through their controlled teleportation array, we should be able to arrange a direct return to Fengyuan." Han Li said without hesitation. "That would be ideal." I truly long to see our human realm's dwelling place in the Spirit Realm sooner rather than later," Nan Gong Wan smiled gracefully. Han Li offered a gentle smile, saying no more, yet the great vessel beneath him had already adjusted its course, roaring forward toward the Xue Tian Continent. Months later, the Mo Ling Sacred Vessel appeared above a massive port city on the Xue Tian Continent, hovering grandly and motionless above a triangular structure. Han Li and Nan Gong Wan were now inside the hall within this building. A middle-aged man, sweating profusely, was eagerly explaining something to them. "Indeed, your alliance has already reduced its strength by half, and Daoist Bi Ying has also perished. Are you certain this isn't just a deliberate jest? I've only just left the continent, and yet such events have occurred so swiftly," Han Li said, his face darkened as he stared coldly at the man before him. "Master Han holds the esteemed guest credential of this alliance. How could I possibly speak falsely to such a distinguished elder? Moreover, these matters are now nearly universally known among the blood-heaven sect—should Master doubt, he need only inquire a little outside and will find my words to be true." The middle-aged man smiled wryly, bowing repeatedly. "That formidable demon has proven so powerful, defeating so many mid-stage cultivators single-handedly. No matter what extraordinary means he has employed, such a feat is truly beyond imagination. Your alliance is renowned for its swift and accurate information flow—surely you can trace the origins of this demon." Han Li's face expressed a mixture of concern and uncertainty before he asked again. "As for me, I must confess—I'm not entirely certain. Perhaps the central alliance has definitive news, but as a representative of a regional branch, my knowledge on this matter is rather limited." The middle-aged man hesitated before responding. "Limited, yet still some knowledge. My friend, please don't hesitate—just speak freely of what you know." "How could I, as your husband, not know this information?" Nan Gong Wan smiled lightly beside him. Naturally, Han Li had already shared with her some details about this legendary, fearsome demon. When she first heard that there existed a demon in the spiritual realm who treated blood sacrifices with such casual disregard, she had naturally been quite startled. "How dare I think such a thing? If Master Han wishes to know, I will certainly speak the truth without reservation," the middle-aged man said, his expression growing serious as he quickly explained. Upon hearing this, Han Li relaxed and nodded. Nan Gong Wan also became attentive, preparing to listen closely. "The emergence of this legendary demon is quite unusual—it seems to have appeared out of nowhere on the Blood Sky. Moreover, judging from the techniques and powers he displays, it is clearly not native to this continent or even this realm. Therefore, currently, it is widely believed that he either comes from a powerful cross-realm master from another realm, or is a being descending from an upper-tier realm." According to the younger generation's report, it should be the latter. The middle-aged man unconsciously lowered his voice, and as he spoke the final sentence, a subtle tremor even passed through the corner of his eye. "The One Who Descends? You're saying this fearsome demon is actually a celestial immortal from the Immortal Realm! How certain are you?" Even Han Li, upon hearing this, could not help but feel a sense of astonishment. Nan Gong Wan's expression changed instantly. "It is said that someone once observed this demon performing a great divine power, at which point the interface's fundamental force was apparently offended, causing the chain of laws to manifest and pierce through his body, thereby sealing away half of his divine power. Could any true celestial immortal from the True Immortal Realm have experienced such an event? While other powerful interfaces may indeed produce exceptional beings, it is still highly unlikely that someone of this caliber—capable of simultaneously overwhelming so many powerful figures like Bi Ying and others—could achieve such a decisive victory." Such matters—even the ancient true spirits of the legendary Tianfeng True Dragon—should not be able to achieve. The middle-aged man finally voiced his judgment, and indeed, he had perfectly pinpointed the true origin of the "Foul Demon." "If the matter of the Chain of Laws is genuine, then your assessment holds some merit. Still, I find it hard to believe that a True Immortal has appeared in the Spirit Realm. I shall personally visit your alliance's headquarters to verify this matter thoroughly. By the way, has the Daoist Bi Ying departed? Who currently holds authority within your alliance now? And where is this Foul Demon now? Is he still conducting blood sacrifices across various living beings?" Han Li gently exhaled. "Following Bi Ying's passing, our alliance is currently jointly managed by several senior elders until a new Grand Overseer is elected, at which point we will fully transfer our responsibilities. As for the Foul Demon, he has already blood-sacrificed over a dozen locations in the western region of Xuetian Continent, nearly wiping out all life there." However, about two months ago, this fiend had suddenly burst into the Xuehen Sect, slaughtering two senior elders at the Great Enlightenment stage and several thousand mid-to-high level disciples, before activating the cross-continent spell array deep within the sect's sacred grounds and instantly teleporting away. The middle-aged man replied honestly. "A cross-continent spell array? He went to another continent—do you know which one?" Han Li finally grew surprised. Nangong Wan also suddenly remembered something, her face now showing clear concern. "According to the post-investigation, the fiend appeared to have gone to the Leiming Continent," the middle-aged man said after a moment's thought. Upon hearing this, Han Li's expression slightly eased, though the seriousness in his brow remained. After further questioning the man about several related details, he then, accompanied by Nangong Wan, departed the hall with the man's respectful escort and immediately took off into the sky, heading straight toward the massive black vessel floating in the heavens. ...Above the boundless expanse of emerald lakes on the Lei Ming Continent, a crystalline filament surged forward at an astonishing speed, streaking through the air. In a single flash, it reached several thousand zhang away, continuing to accelerate without the slightest pause. As it approached a sparsely wooded island, the filament suddenly bent downward and plunged with force. "Boom!" A deep crater appeared on the summit of the island's solitary yellow soil mountain, revealing within it a young man in white robes half-kneeling and a woman dressed in silver robes. "Rest for two hours, then continue on," the young man said, spitting out a globule of refined blood, then slowly straightening himself in the crater, his voice strained and resolute. "Will two hours be enough? Your vital energy is now severely depleted. Even if you can partially recover it, with such frequent use of secret techniques, you may not be able to sustain this pace much longer. The woman in silver robes remained silent for a moment before speaking. "Hmph. Then what do you have to offer? That man has taken some strange medicine—suddenly he no longer goes about performing blood sacrifices, but instead keeps hot on our heels. Back at the Bloodstain Sect, if it hadn't been for his sudden pursuit, we would have had plenty of time to adjust the transmission array and wouldn't have ended up mistakenly arriving on the Thunderclap Continent so hurriedly." The young man in white robes responded with a dismissive huff.