Han Li gazed at the purple-golden lightning sphere for a moment, then suddenly shook his wrist and threw it forward. "Boom!" As the sphere flew several zhang away, it instantly burst into a dazzling flash of electricity. Purple-golden filaments shot out and spiraled around, yet a gray-white hole appeared spontaneously at its center—only the size of an egg—emitting a faint ripple of spatial energy. "Indeed, it can directly shatter the void. The power of this purified divine-protecting lightning is even stronger than I had anticipated," Han Li murmured, a pleased smile forming at the corner of his lips. At that moment, a low humming sound suddenly came from within his sleeve. Han Li was momentarily startled, then his expression grew serious as he recalled something. He gently shook his sleeve. A flash of inspiration! A green scroll fluttered out from the sleeve, then, after a slight tremor, a series of green characters scattered from its surface, spun around, and swiftly arranged themselves into dense, flowing lines of text. Han Li merely focused on these green characters for a moment, and his face immediately grew slightly concerned. "Indeed, this true immortal has truly arrived on the Fengyuan Continent. In that case, I must make this journey. If I can subdue or expel him from the Spiritual Realm without affecting the human race, that would be the ideal outcome." Mentally resolving this, Han Li no longer hesitated. With a single finger, he pointed at the green characters floating in the air, then swiftly drew several swift motions. Instantly, the characters blurred and transformed into a new set of text, which then gradually faded into the green seals, vanishing completely. Only after seeing this, Han Li raised his hand to retrieve the seals and then stood up, walking toward the outer chamber. Half an hour later, in the grand hall of Qingyuan Palace, Han Li sat in his principal position, delivering a series of updates to the gathered assembly. Nangong Wan sat beside Han Li, her composed expression subtly revealing a hint of concern. Hai Da Shao, Lan Yao'er, and the other disciples stood respectfully by, their faces full of reverence. Surprisingly, Yin Yue, who had been in seclusion, also appeared at Nan Gong Wan's side, her expression calm and composed. "This journey has been quite perilous. Though I am confident in my ability to protect myself, I still feel it necessary to share some experiences and updates. While I am away, all specific affairs in the palace will be managed by Wan'er, with Yuetian and the other attendants providing support. As for Yin Yue, she is currently at a crucial stage in her cultivation, so she merely needs to focus on her seclusion and practice. Should an unforeseen incident occur and I am unable to return to Qingyuan Palace for some time, simply activate this scroll together. I have left detailed instructions within it—just follow what's written, and everything will proceed smoothly," said Han Li, finally. With a simple hand motion, he flipped his palm, and a purple-golden scroll appeared in his palm, its surface shimmering with faint pulses of purple-golden electric light. Han Li merely uttered the word "go," and at once, the scroll in his hand transformed into a beam of purple-gold lightning, shooting upward toward a major beam in the hall. A thunderous crash followed, and the lightning solidified into a deep, purple-gold spiritual pattern, embedding itself several inches into the beam's surface with perfectly straight edges, as if it had always been inscribed there. The sea-of-merit disciples naturally had no objections. Nan Gong Wan and Yin Yue exchanged glances and then both nodded silently. The next morning, Han Li departed alone, riding on his flight light, heading straight toward the direction of Tianyuan City. Similar scenes unfolded among various clans across Fengyuan Continent. The great cultivators regarded as the backbone of these clans, upon receiving the same message and after considering their respective reasons, all decided to immediately journey to the famed Mingsha Realm, the heavenly realm beyond the heavens. Even some great cultivators who held themselves as exceptionally strong and powerful felt enthusiastic and excited as they set out on their journey. After all, it was no ordinary feat to slay or subdue a living immortal. With any luck, they might even secure a heavenly fortune from this immortal. Several days later, above the underground realm where the He Lan Trading Alliance's headquarters was located. Two figures hung suspended in the void, the young man in black robes gazing down at the vacant spaces where various staff members should have been—his expression clearly displeased. The vast realm had already been thoroughly scanned by his expansive divine awareness, and not only had no human figures been found, but even insects or flying creatures had vanished entirely—seeming as though all life within the realm had simply evaporated. The protective spells and incantation arrays established throughout the underground realm had also been completely dismantled, and within the buildings that were once considered the alliance's core strongholds, not a single spiritual stone remained. "Master," he remarked, "it appears the He Lan Trading Alliance members have already received the news and have preemptively evacuated." "Yang Lu spoke respectfully from the side, deeply surprised by the current outcome. The renowned He连 Merchant Alliance had unexpectedly withdrawn without a battle—something he had never anticipated. "Hmph. They're not exactly dull—they've realized that on their own, they simply can't stand against my power, and they've fled quite swiftly. Well, let them go. I'll simply go directly to those two young ones. They still carry the divine soul imprints I've planted within them. No matter how far they run, they can't escape my control. Hehe. If I catch them, there might even be some unexpected delights for us." After a brief thought, Mali coldly remarked. "Then, your intention is—" Yang Lu, hearing this, suddenly felt enlightened. "I don't actually have a clear intention. However, previously, others had used these two young ones as bait, but their fates weren't much better. It seems someone intends to repeat the same strategy." Mali yawned, a flash of sternness briefly appearing on his face. "Understood, I shall follow the master's instructions." Yang Lu bowed respectfully. "Let us go. Though those two juniors may not be particularly accomplished in their cultivation, their flight techniques are quite remarkable. Catching up with them won't be as simple as you might think. However, their vital energy should be nearly depleted now, and even if they can recover some of their medicinal supplies, it will take time. Once I catch up with them, they will absolutely be unable to escape." Ma Li spoke with a serious demeanor. As for our expectations of you, they are quite simple—we merely require that you escort the other party around in a grand circuit and, three months later, bring them precisely to the designated location where the celestial thunder-sundering occurs, beyond the heavens. That would be considered a great achievement," said Bi Ying, her expression serious. "What exactly is a great achievement? What benefit does this bring me? But do not forget your promises to me." Li Liu replied coldly. With the treasures mentioned by Ming Zun now secured, he felt confident that he could successfully guide Ma Liang to the place he had been asked to reach. Otherwise, he would not have remained so patient and obedient, knowing full well that he was being used as a lure. "Rest assured," said Ming Zun with a gentle smile. "Regarding Han Dao, I will personally advocate on your behalf, ensuring that he causes you no trouble for a thousand years. I believe Han Dao will not fail to honor this courtesy. As for Ice Phoenix Dao, while we are currently unable to provide all the items you requested, we will do our utmost to gather them all for you in the future." "As long as the senior master gives it their best," Ice Feng replied with a苦笑. "If Master Ming has no further instructions, we must now set out—given the other party's speed, they will likely reach us within a day or two." Six-Winged's expression eased slightly. "Then, both of you proceed immediately. Our outpost will be abandoned." Master Ming nodded, speaking seriously. Half an hour later, the sky outside groaned softly, and a vessel glowing faintly green and amber materialized, then trembled before transforming into a streak of jade-colored light and breaking through the air. Subsequently, hundreds of streaks of flight light burst forth from the outpost, spiraling before splitting into several groups and racing off in different directions. Two days later, a cluster of seven-colored clouds appeared suddenly above the outpost, paused briefly, then a cold exhalation was heard. A flash of silver light followed, and a massive column of thunder shot down from the center. As the thunder roared, the entire outpost was instantly reduced to ashes. The seven-hued cloud clusters blurred slightly before speeding off like a rushing storm. ...Half a month later, a major event shook the entire continent. The Xihé Clan, renowned as the premier lineage in the realm of illusion magic, found its capital besieged by fifteen boundless rivers of blood. The millions of Xihé Clan members residing within were completely transformed into blood by these rivers. Only two senior cultivators, who had been stationed at the capital, had received advance notice and fled in time, thus escaping the same fate. It was then that the legend of the blood sacrifice of a fearsome demon officially spread across the Fengyuan Continent. Numerous smaller clans near the Xihé Clan were deeply alarmed upon hearing the news and dispatched representatives to verify its authenticity. Meanwhile, several of the continent's strongest cultivators had already begun gathering at Mingsha, arriving at different times through the regional relay networks of the Trade Alliance and by continuous travel throughout the night. ...This is indeed Mingsha—the atmosphere here is thick with heavy yin and sha energy! Han Li gazed at the boundless expanse of dark green land ahead, murmuring softly. With his vast experience, the dense, almost tangible aura of阴煞之气—so thick it seemed visible to the naked eye—left him quietly astonished. For ordinary cultivators entering this place, merely exposed to such an aura would be enough to drive them mad and cause their death. Indeed, this Mingsha Land was precisely one of the famed sanctuaries in the surrounding region. After taking a careful survey, Han Li was about to activate his flight spell and enter when his expression subtly shifted, and he turned his gaze toward a different direction. Moments later, the land in that direction suddenly erupted in a series of booming sounds, growing louder and more intense with each passing moment, as though a colossal creature were charging across the ground at full speed.