"Is that truly so?" The little red-bodied figure had previously maintained a constantly shifting expression of uncertainty, but upon hearing one of the black-skinned young man's remarks, suddenly lost her voice and immediately fixed her gaze upon Han Li with a strangely intense look. Han Li slightly narrowed his eyes, feeling a touch of surprise, yet said nothing. "I've shared everything I know. Whether you believe me or not is entirely up to you," said the black-skinned youth, with a carefree expression. "Very well, I'll trust you once more," said the red-bodied figure. "Han, I shall serve as your spiritual servant for a while. But when you ascend to the immortal realm, you must bring me along. Should you later manage to recover my soul crystal upon your return to the immortal realm, I shall continue to serve you for another several ten thousand years—subject to your command. And we shall jointly establish the spiritual servant's contract using the TianMo contract as a foundation." Her eyes flashed with a bright glow as she spoke. "As long as Fire Friend is also willing to have a seal placed upon him, this arrangement will be most welcome indeed." Han Li smiled and replied. As soon as the magical light saw that the matter was settled, it didn't linger any longer, but immediately opened its mouth and spewed out a dark, ink-black aura into the air. This aura coalesced into a smooth, dark parchment, which then slowly descended. "I've inscribed all the terms of the contract upon this scroll," Han Li said. "Please review it. If everything is satisfactory, each of you may write your name or seal with your refined blood, and at the same time send a strand of your divine awareness to dwell upon it." As soon as he finished speaking, the young man with dark skin first sprayed a drop of refined blood onto the scroll, which dispersed in the wind and formed an unusual symbol engraved upon it. Then, he pressed a hand seal and emitted a beam of blood light from his brow, which seamlessly merged into the scroll and vanished. Han Li, meanwhile, extended his hand and gently summoned the dark parchment, which he then carefully examined several times before quietly nodding. The content of the contract was nearly identical to their original agreement, and in some aspects, even more favorable than he had anticipated. It was said to be a contract, yet in reality, it resembled more of a mutual pact of checks and balances. With this arrangement, Han Li felt even more at ease. He lifted a single finger, pressing out a drop of refined blood that landed upon the scroll. Upon the drop, a faint shimmer of green light subtly glowed, and as soon as it touched the black leather scroll, it instantly transformed into the ancient, golden characters "Han Li." Han Li then gave a slight flick of his wrist, tossing the scroll back to Huixuzi. The fire spirit, Huixuzi, merely glanced at it before casually casting a spell of his own. "Pffft!" The black scroll blurred slightly and then dissolved into a stream of green vapor, vanishing into the air. Thus, the celestial demon contract was completed with seemingly little effort. "The matters here have been largely settled. I invite both of you to join me back to the human realm. With your assistance, I am certain I will reap countless benefits in the future," Han Li said, his expression slightly more relaxed. "Hehe, once the contract is signed, we shall abide by our agreement. Wherever you go, we'll follow right behind." The dark-skinned young man chuckled. "Very well," nodded Han Li. "The final matter? You mean the one who's been quietly listening to us from below since just now?" Fire-Beard exclaimed, eyes narrowing. As soon as he finished speaking, a brilliant flash erupted at a certain spot on the ground, and a five-colored light array materialized out of nowhere. At the same time, a ripple of energy surged in the lower airspace beneath Han Li and his companions, and a streak of white light pierced through, racing straight toward the newly formed array. The celestial demon, the heavenly-magic master, clearly anticipated this development and calmly countered with a swift palm strike. A tremendous roar echoed. The ground-based light array, caught in an odd force that swiftly swept through it, instantly shattered into fragments. White Rainbow immediately spun once and materialized in his original form right there, revealing himself to be another "Master of the Brightness." Yet his aura was now only a fraction of what it had been before, and his gaze upon Han Li and the others was anything but favorable. "Ah, Master of the Brightness, I see. It appears the one who passed away earlier was merely a manifestation of yours." Han Li, upon seeing the Master of the Brightness appear, felt no surprise at all, but simply asked calmly. "Manifestation? How could any such manifestation have escaped the notice of these Great Perfection Masters? Indeed, the one who passed earlier was me—only a part of me. I never expected that after such meticulous planning, everything would ultimately fall into the hands of Master Han here." The Master of the Brightness's expression shifted several times before he finally replied slowly. At this moment, he was deeply frustrated! Though he had successfully activated the magical array in the Outer Heaven, he had also suffered a direct counterblow from its backlash, which had severely injured him. Otherwise, he would have arrived much earlier and not only witnessed, but also been present to see Han Li's final strike that ended Ma Liang's This truly astonished him no less! Fortunately, he had always been shrewd and calculated; though aware of his difficult situation, he still managed to remain composed, without showing any signs of alarm. "I see now that you've employed the technique of dividing your spirit. That explains why I never noticed any irregularities beforehand. Yet, despite your exposure of the magical array, not only did you fail to defeat that True Immortal, but you also managed to survive yourself. Then, Master Ming, I believe it's time you gave me an explanation." Han Li gazed steadily at Ming Zun, his tone firm and serious. "What explanation would you like, Master Ming? Please state it plainly—whatever I can do, I will surely fulfill it without hesitation. In fact, my decision to take this course of action was originally driven by the greater good of the spiritual realm. Moreover, without the earlier collapse of the great array, even if Master Han possessed unparalleled prowess, I doubt he could have succeeded in slaying that True Immortal." Ming Zun replied with a faint, wry smile, while simultaneously drawing upon half of his inner magical power, and at the same time, his hands concealed within his sleeves swiftly grasped several precious items. "Brother Ming, don't worry. I won't ask you to do anything impossible. All I need is your head. No matter how magnificent your words may be—how you claim that I nearly became a sacrificial offering to the spell array—those stories are entirely true. Once I've slain you, I'll have the celestial realm celebrate your achievements." Upon hearing this, Han Li couldn't help but smile with a touch of scorn. Han Li, upon seeing this, hummed and raised his arm, intending to do something, when suddenly the Magician stepped forward and struck the void with a palm. Instantly, a surge of black gale erupted. The dozen crimson orb spheres merely flickered and were swiftly swept into the wind, followed by a continuous series of "thuds." Each orb burst into blood-flame explosions, releasing barely any of its power. "Han brother, this one shall be handled by me and my fire companion," said the Magician, drawing back his arm with a cheerful smile. "We've just sealed our celestial-magical pact, and it's precisely the right moment to demonstrate our prowess before you." "Very well," Han Li replied, first startled, then glanced at the lively, crimson figure beside him, and with a quick thought, readily agreed. "Since both of you are so eager, I shall certainly be grateful for your efforts. This person is no ordinary one—be careful, both of you." "Ha ha, Friend Han, don't worry—just me defeating this one is more than sufficient." Fire-Beard laughed heartily, rolled on the ground, and instantly transformed into a crimson, monstrous dragon several dozen feet long, surging forward with clouds of mist and vapor, chasing after the fleeing figure. Meanwhile, the young man with dark skin smiled gently, gave a slight nod, and then flicked his shoulder, transforming into a streak of black light that shot out swiftly. In moments, the three had all vanished into the distant horizon. To his sight, after the glow before him rolled back, three items appeared spontaneously—a small bottle of deep green, a silver-white gourd, and a slightly worn jade plaque. After mentally scanning each of them, Han Li seized the silver-white gourd in his hand, opened the lid with a single strike, and then flipped it over—immediately releasing two golden pills that scattered throughout the space. "True Soul Pills! I didn't expect that this True Immortal, aside from the one he previously consumed, still had reserves left. I suppose the one he retrieved from Yang Lu must have been one he obtained directly from him," Han Li murmured, his excitement clearly visible on his face. Yet, as soon as he waved his sleeve, both the two golden pills and the silver gourd vanished from his grasp. With a further movement of his arm, Han Li took the deep green bottle into his hands, handled it briefly, then solemnly lifted it with a steady motion, shifting his gaze to the slightly damaged jade plaque bearing several streaks of blood. "My life plaque?" "It shouldn't be the true immortal's spiritual tablet that I slew—otherwise it would have already completely shattered. But if it's someone else's? How strange that a tablet so damaged still remains in the lower realm. Could it be that the owner of this tablet is even from the spiritual realm?" Han Li frowned slightly, after sensing the aura of the tablet. "If Master Han wishes to know the truth, it's not difficult at all. Simply applying a secret technique to the tablet with a minor spell will reveal whether its owner currently resides in this realm." The crab immortal, who had remained silent until now, suddenly spoke.