(Everyone who has recommendations, please vote for them!) Although Fan Yue's movements were so swift that Han Li found it deeply puzzling, his questions and doubts multiplied. But now was not the time to probe into the reasons. With no choice, he first gathered up the "Jin Guang Brick" talismanic artifact and then raised the mother-blade of his "Jin Fu Son-Daughter Blade," sending out all the daughter-blades in a flurry, transforming them into eight brilliant streaks of golden light that surged forward with great momentum, aiming directly at Fan Yue to see if he could gain the upper hand through sheer numbers in the chaos. If Fan Yue were willing to withdraw his yellow glow to defend himself, that would be ideal—maintaining at least a standstill, a draw. However, Han Li had little confidence in this scenario. Given Fan Yue's considerable reputation, he was certain his strength went far beyond this, and the current assault likely carried a probing intent as well. Indeed, when Fan Yue saw Han Li's golden blades approaching, he showed no signs of alarm at all. He chuckled coldly several times, then revealed a yellow umbrella-shaped artifact he had just drawn from his sleeve. Feng Yue did not release the umbrella, but only when the eight beams of golden light reached his body did he unfold it, instantly forming a round, shield-like sphere of yellow light that completely enveloped him. When the golden blades struck the sphere, they burst into a series of sharp, crackling sounds, easily rebounding off the light barrier. This was also a top-tier defensive artifact, and its power clearly surpassed that of Han Li's Flying Sky Shield. Han Li's face grew pale, his expression visibly startled, while Feng Yue burst into loud, booming laughter, beaming with satisfaction. It was no surprise—since he had obtained the "Yellow Silk Umbrella," he had never been injured by a lower-level cultivator before. Now, seeing Han Li's stunned expression, he felt an overwhelming sense of joy and pride. Feng Yue valued this umbrella even more than the small knife seal artifact. After all, the number of times a spiritual artifact can be used is limited, and once its power is exhausted, it becomes nothing but a piece of paper. This "Yellow Silk Umbrella," however, could save him countless times! Han Li sighed, pressed a series of hand seals, and with a simple gesture, summoned all the golden blades back to him, where they settled into their original forms in his hands. Feng Yue had no idea what Han Li intended, but confident in his own protective capabilities, he fully focused on directing the yellow glow, launching a relentless assault. With precise control, he maneuvered the small blade like a streak of lightning, constantly darting and weaving around Han Li, aiming to find an opening to slip past the shield and strike Han Li directly. Unaware of the truth, Feng Yue did not know that while the "Sky-Soaring Shield" might not match his "Yellow Silk Umbrella" in terms of defensive strength or coverage range, it far surpassed ordinary defensive artifacts in agility and flexibility. As a result, no matter how urgently Feng Yue drove the yellow glow or how masterfully it spiraled, the shield consistently blocked it, preventing it from reaching Han Li. Only then did he realize that unless he completely shattered the shield, he would never be able to approach Han Li at all! With a look of growing frustration, he had no choice but to revert to his earlier strategy—using the glimmer of his small knife to gradually wear down the iron shield's defenses. Even though most of the black light on the shield's surface had been dissipated, the remaining glow was still sufficient to block him for a short while. At this point, seeing that he could no longer gain the upper hand, Han Li gritted his teeth and made a decision that deeply saddened him. He withdrew his golden blade into his storage pouch, replaced it with another small gourd of a pale greenish-black hue, and raised it high above his head, releasing seven or eight black spherical orbs that gently drifted toward Feng Yue. Feng Yue naturally observed Han Li's actions closely and was momentarily stunned. For this gourd—a rather ordinary magical artifact—was well known among most lower-tier cultivators, who not only recognized it as a cost-effective item but had also used something similar countless times. No matter whether the vessel holding the spherical orbs is a gourd, a bottle, or a pot, the orbs always emerge with a resounding name—“Hunyuan Pearl.” Yet, compared to the most elite magical artifacts, their power is relatively modest, barely qualifying as mid-tier. Precisely because of this, Fei Yue began to suspect something. Before the orbs even reached him, he reached out, touched one, and retrieved a scroll inscribed with the “Ice Spear Technique” from his hand. He then raised it, and the scroll instantly transformed into a clear, pristine ice spear, which he drove straight toward the approaching orbs. With a crisp “crack,” the ice spear shattered after colliding and knocking aside three or four orbs successively. The white shards of ice scattered like the petals of a heavenly maiden, forming a delicate, beautiful downpour of snow—like a gentle hailstorm. Only then did Fei Yue feel reassured, and he turned his full attention back to Han Li. At that moment, Han Li now held a large green banner, upon which a green dragon coiled with its jaws open and its body poised to leap, as if truly alive. Feng Yue's experience was exceptionally rich; upon first glance, he knew this must be a top-tier artifact of exceptional quality, one whose power could certainly not be underestimated. Han Li was now waving the flags, causing the flag surfaces to gradually gather a bright azure glow, radiant and impressive in its presence. Though confident in the Yellow Luo Umbrella, Feng Yue—by nature cautious and astute—did not blink once, his eyes fixed tightly on the azure banner, ever wary of any unexpected, unforeseen capabilities the artifact might possess that could breach his defenses. As for the several Huan Yuan Jewels, Feng Yue had already deemed them mere distractions, placed there to confuse the observer—trivial in nature and thus entirely overlooked. With their meager power, even if the Huan Yuan Jewels had circled the Yellow Luo Umbrella for an entire day, they would have made no perceptible impact on its defenses. Nevertheless, Feng Yue found himself increasingly wary and puzzled by Han Li's consistent presentation of one top-tier artifact after another. He suspected that Han Li, much like the Du Bao maiden, might be a descendant of some high-ranking master, and this realization only deepened his determination to eliminate Han Li. He was afraid that once the other party lived to see the outside, there would be endless aftereffects. Moreover, the other had personally witnessed the entire process of him killing and seizing the treasure—when the elders of the Dabao maiden came to investigate, he would surely face enormous difficulties. At the very moment when Feng Yue was captivated by the Qingjiao Flag of Han Li and his killing intent grew stronger, those several Huanhuan Jewels finally reached his presence, striking against the defensive barrier upheld by the Huangluo Umbrella. After a few crisp impacts, the earlier ones were easily rebounded back. Feng Yue, upon hearing the sounds, instinctively glanced down. "With just these Huanhuan Jewels, they dare to attack me? Truly lacking in self-assurance! Even if these ones themselves were not enough—well..." "Hmm! This one seems rather small—it's blue too..." As Feng Yue had just launched a few mocking remarks, he noticed that after one of the Huanhuan Jewels was deflected, a smaller blue orb, only as large as a ball, unexpectedly revealed itself hidden behind it—significantly smaller than the ordinary Huanhuan Jewels. Fu Yue was slightly startled, and as he hadn't yet formed any further thoughts, the blue bead had already made contact with the spherical shield. "An dazzling, radiant white light!" This was the last color Fu Yue saw in this world. As a warm sensation spread over his body, he lost consciousness entirely. Han Li, instead of being frightened, sat down heavily on the ground, exhaled deeply, and finally let his heart, which had been held tightly in his throat, settle. After deploying his most powerful move—the "Heavenly Thunder Child"—and carrying out a series of feigned maneuvers, he had finally managed to completely erase Feng Yue from the world. Yet Han Li's face did not light up with great joy; rather, it bore a touch of self-mockery and quiet sorrow. It was only natural, for just on the second day of his journey to the sacred sanctuary, he had already used up all his treasures, even his final reserve, leaving him hardly able to feel any sense of relief. As he thought ahead—knowing that over the next three days he would encounter countless more formidable figures like Feng Yue—his newly eased mind once again grew heavy with concern. Nevertheless, without using the Heavenly Thunder Child, he was certain he would face certain disaster, for his Flying Shield was soon to give way. Moreover, after defeating this opponent, combined with the top-tier artifact from the Duobao female, he would absolutely not be at a loss—he’d actually come out far ahead, securing a substantial advantage! Upon reflecting on this, Han Li felt a surge of energy and promptly turned his gaze toward the opponent again. Yet, upon doing so, Han Li’s mouth fell open in astonishment, and he could hardly utter a word for a long time!