Just as Han Li was thinking, his expression suddenly changed, for the area ahead—previously empty—began to warp and blur. With a sudden *crunch*, a humanoid creature emerged from the space. "Who...?" Han Li paused, breath held in astonishment. The creature was emerald green in color, clad in a sleek, dark, polished iron armor, with bare hands and sharp, slender fingernails several inches long. Its mouth was lined with yellowed, jagged teeth, which it flashed toward them with a fierce, intimidating smile. "An undead corpse?" The strong, pungent odor of decay wafting from the direction of the creature immediately identified it to Han Li, who was now quietly alarmed. By simply observing its appearance, he knew this was no ordinary "iron-armor corpse" or low-level undead—this was likely a specially cultivated one, created through a unique method by the ancient master of extreme yin energy. With that thought, Han Li raised his hand, and the Green Flame Sword transformed into a green dragon several zhang long, shooting forth with powerful force. At the same time, Qu Hu, silently, flicked her finger and sent a slender beam of blood light shooting forth—precisely the Blood Spirit Drill she had painstakingly cultivated. "Pffft!" The beam struck the corpse first, creating a tiny puncture on its chest, causing the spectral being to unexpectedly lower its gaze. Han Li was delighted. With his prompt guidance, the Green Dragon Jelly followed up and struck the creature. Splashes of green light erupted, sending the monster flying several feet back, yet it roared fiercely and immediately steadied itself, glaring fiercely at Han Li. "Unbelievable! This creature seems completely unphased by ordinary法宝 attacks!" Han Li quickly retracted his Green Brilliant Sword, his expression growing serious. Despite the impact, the spectral being remained undisturbed—the small wound was visibly healing at a rapid pace. Han Li's expression darkened. Suddenly, he pulled Qu Hu along, merging their forms into a long, radiant arc, and launched them diagonally away, aiming to bypass the corpse and escape from the side. Han Li wasn't afraid that he truly couldn't defeat this corpse-wizard, but rather that if he delayed too long in fleeing, the extremely yin elder would finally free herself to pursue him again, in which case he could naturally avoid confrontation as much as possible. Moreover, upon a quick glance, he noticed that the cultivators fleeing in other directions had all been halted by numerous identical corpse-wizards—unknown to him, how many such creatures the elder had summoned. With a growing sense of urgency, Han Li pushed his speed up by three additional strides under the combined efforts of himself and Qu Hun. He was now clearly on the verge of slipping past the corpse-wizard on the side. Yet suddenly, the creature's two green eyes flashed, and its form blurred—then it vanished entirely right where it stood! Witnessing this familiar scene, Han Li instinctively deflected his swordlight to the side, and instantly five sharp black streaks, like claws, screeched past the original spot, flying out ten or so feet before dissipating. Han Li drew a deep breath, and as the swordlight turned, he saw the corpse spirit standing not far behind him, its two sharp claws emitting a steady black glow that flickered in and out over several inches. How swift it was! The spirit had now spanned dozens of zhang from its original position—yet it had arrived instantly! This was nearly as astonishing as the instantaneous teleportation Han Li had achieved while moving on the Luo Yan Steps across the ground. And now, this corpse spirit had accomplished the same feat in midair—what a miracle! Han Li's face turned pale. He realized that unless he eliminated this corpse spirit, he would be unable to free himself. This must have been the reason the JI Yin Elder remained calm and unbothered, even as they fled. With this clear understanding, Han Li squared his shoulders and gave a firm tap on his storage pouch. Instantly, over a hundred streaks of green light and two streaks of red shot out, spreading densely all around him. After the brilliance subsided, two blood-jade spiders and hundreds of large green apes emerged. Each of these apes stood two zhang tall, with broad mouths and sharp teeth; as soon as they revealed their forms, they raised both hands, and ten beams of bright green light, each as thick as a human finger, surged forth from their ten fingers and swept across the sky, striking the spectral corpse. At this sight, Han Li furrowed his brow, and immediately, Qu Hun released a surge of crimson light rising several dozen zhang high. Within moments, these light strands coalesced into a massive blood-sword, which then struck fiercely at the corpse. A soft metallic clink echoed as the sword struck the corpse's head—yet it failed to penetrate its body at all. Moreover, this blow seemed to provoke fury in the corpse, which single-handedly caught the blood-sword in one hand and grasped it firmly with the other, as if determined to shatter it to vent its rage. This made it immediately delighted, eager to seek out the culprit. But just as it lifted its head, two vast, pristine nets descended silently, completely enveloping it without any warning—exactly the enormous web喷ed by the Blood Jade Spider. Startled beyond measure, the spirit corpse struggled fiercely, yet at the same time, the purple flames coalesced into a thick, bowl-sized serpentine flame, tightly coiling around its body. Thus, bound by both the web and the flame serpents, the creature was momentarily helpless. Seeing this, Han Li did not hesitate—he transformed his form once again into a streak of light, gathering the spirit beast and the automaton, and instantly took off with Qu Hun, flying away without turning back. If he hadn't misheard, he could sense a third cry of agony echoing from the Master of Extreme Yin's abode. Should he not seize this moment to escape, he would truly be captured by the old demon and turned into a slave. Han Li and Qu Hun jointly surged forward, traveling over a hundred li, constantly changing directions along the way before finally locating an unnamed small island. They immediately landed on the island and sank deeply into the soil, reaching over ten zhang in depth. Then they removed the light gauze used to conceal their aura and draped it over themselves, simultaneously reciting the nameless incantation. Even after completing all this, Han Li remained uneasy, unsure whether he and Qu Hun could successfully evade the divine awareness of the two elder demons. After all, the divine awareness of a Yuan婴-stage cultivator was surely far beyond that of ordinary cultivators. Unaware of this, Han Li did not know that at a distance of over a hundred li, the Jade-Yin Master stood calmly in place, showing no intention of pursuing them further. Beside him stood a red-robed, purple-faced man and a group of fifteen fully green-bodied炼尸. Before the Jade-Yin Master and the beaked elder, a middle-aged man floated motionless in the air, unconscious, with several strange, glowing blue needles still inserted into his body. As for the elder Zhao and the others, they stood quietly behind the two, breathless and trembling, completely lacking any trace of the pride befitting a Condensation Stage cultivator. "I never expected it—she actually managed to escape! I had intended to capture her and deliver her to my dear friend, the Red-Flame Daoist. It seems we'll have to find another opportunity later!" said the Master of Extreme Yin, speaking with calm composure. "Master Wu has indeed thought of everything. Though Miss Zilin offered me ten excellent furnace vessels in exchange for my assistance, I actually had my eyes on her personally. However, I noticed that your grandson seems particularly interested in her. Then, I shall let him have her!" said the stout man, chuckling lightly. "Then, I am truly grateful to the Red-Flame Daoist! Upon returning, I will send twenty female cultivators with solid foundations to Yuangui Island as compensation. By the way, your master is also among our own elder figures. Would you kindly extend my greetings to him?" said the Master of Extreme Yin, his face finally breaking into a rare smile. "It's been a long time since I've seen my master," the old qihuo cultivator said with great courtesy. "If I do meet him, I'll certainly introduce you to him!" However, after a quick glance, he suddenly added, "But I suspect that Zi Ling will go to the Star Palace after her escape. Will that cause any trouble?" The old qihuo showed a slight concern. "The Star Palace? Heh! Don't worry at all," the Jiyin Master said with a carefree, cool laugh. "As far as I know, several of the senior monks at the Heavenly Star Palace are currently in meditation retreat. They simply won't bother themselves with such minor matters. As for the two immortal elders of the Heavenly Star Dual Saints, they've been randomly practicing this 'Primordial Magnetic Divine Light' for no clear reason. As a result, they can only leave the city for a half-month every few fixed days—otherwise their cultivation would steadily decline. It seems that on our next visit to the Xitian Hall, we'll be facing two major adversaries." The Jiyin Master continued, with a touch of relief and even a hint of satisfaction. "My master has also mentioned this before." As long as the Two Saints of Tianxing remained within Tianxing City, leveraging the Yuanmagnetic Mountain Peak, they would effectively be unbeatable throughout this realm. Moreover, once their 'Yuanmagnetic Divine Light' cultivation technique truly reached its full potential, they would no longer be trapped in Tianxing City. Then, the Sea of Chaotic Stars would still be their domain! Tianxing's red-hot lips twitched slightly as he spoke, his voice filled with deep concern.