Since the cultivators have arrived, someone immediately began walking steadily toward one of the stone passages without saying a word. A short while later, that figure vanished silently into the passage. Seeing one person lead the way, others soon followed suit. After witnessing Wan Tianming and the others each choosing a passage and entering, the senior magicians from the Yin School, including Ji Yin, remained quietly observing and did not rush to enter. Moreover, Ji Yin Senior glanced at the two white-robed elders still seated motionless, hesitated briefly, and then pulled from his person a delicate, luminous bracelet. The bracelet featured four oval beads, each the size of a thumb, glowing with a soft green light. "These are the Brahman beads," he said. "They have a unique effect of calming the spirit and stabilizing the mind. With these four beads at your side, even if the danger of the extraordinary illusion suddenly intensifies severalfold, you will remain mentally clear and composed." After speaking, Ji Yin Senior solemnly handed the bracelet to Han Li. Han Li was delighted and gladly accepted it, repeatedly expressing his gratitude. He had long heard of the reputation of Boru Zhu. It was said that as long as one carried such a pearl, heart disturbances during cultivation would be greatly reduced, making it an exceptionally rare treasure. The Jiyin Master, however, had been generous enough to string four of them together into a bracelet and presented it to him specifically to ensure he would pass the final trial. This truly came as a great surprise to Han Li. Observing the Master's evident reluctance and discomfort, Han Li suspected that even if he felt no need to return immediately after passing, the Master would surely reclaim the bracelet once it lost its value to him. Nevertheless, in the current atmosphere of the Xitian Hall, where everyone harbored their own secrets, even the Jiyin Master, a Yuanying cultivator, was being subtly maneuvered by Xuan Gu. Han Li doubted very much whether the Master would survive to leave the Hall alive. Han Li then held the bracelet in front of the Jiyin Master and carefully examined it again, wearing it on his wrist. These Borozhu were neither wood nor metal, yet carried a subtle aroma reminiscent of sandalwood, drifting gently upward and refreshing the mind, invigorating the spirit. Indeed, no ordinary item! "By rights, these several Borozhu should be sufficient. Yet, for added security, I shall have the young friend carry this as well. This is my Qingming Needle Symbol, a rare artifact of my cultivation. While it may not compare in power to ordinary treasures, it is several times stronger. Carry it close for personal protection." The scholar in a refined robe then produced a jade-green scroll, smiled, and presented it to Han Li. "The Qingming Needle Symbol?" Hearing this, Han Li was momentarily startled, then quickly became enthusiastic. This was indeed a treasure of a Yuan婴 cultivator—far beyond the mere trinkets and ordinary scrolls. Though the "Divine Thunder of the Bamboo and Honey Bee Sword" was powerful, it could not be used freely and without restraint. With this artifact, his safety would be significantly enhanced. Han Li didn't hesitate—he also folded his belongings and politely thanked them. At that moment, the bearded man immediately tossed over a dark inner armor, adorned with numerous silver-scale plates, making it heavy and substantial. "Still, Brother Ma is truly generous. By providing this rare treasure, the 'Imperial Scale Armor,' to my disciple for protection, I must first extend my heartfelt thanks on behalf of my disciple!" Ji Yin, upon seeing the armor, was visibly moved, his eyes briefly flashing with eagerness before quickly masking it. "This armor once held some value for me over a hundred years ago. But now that my 'Heaven-Supporting Technique' has fully matured, I shall temporarily lend it to this young man for his safety. I hope he won't let me down! Otherwise, he'll find out—hmm..." The bearded man glanced coldly at Han Li, his expression stern and fierce. Han Li, upon hearing that the armor was only temporarily lent, could not help but his expression subtly shift. Ji Yin, upon learning that the armor was only temporarily borrowed, briefly showed a hint of disappointment, which then vanished instantly, and smiled warmly. "Excellent!" The young disciple has these several treasures to protect him, so no matter what kind of mishap occurs, he should be able to safely escape. Let us go and retrieve the treasures. However, the passage's opening has a time limit. Hearing this, the bearded man and the elder showed no objections, yet remained still, instead giving a thoughtful glance at Han Li. Han Li was momentarily startled, then smiled faintly. It seems these three still fear he might falter at the last moment and insist on seeing him enter first. Thus, Han Li, with a gentle smile, casually chose one of the passages and stepped inside. Only then did Jiu Yin and the elder, along with the others, exchange a smile and select three other passages, entering as well. "Don't you find the actions of the magicians a bit odd?" said the composed, impassive elder who kept his eyes closed, as the chamber now contained only the two white-robed elders. His voice was slightly cold! "Although these elder figures have employed means to disrupt our inquiries, their demeanor clearly indicates they place great importance on that young initiate in his early Jin Dan stage. Moreover, they have provided him with several items for protection." The serene white-robed elder furrowed her brow slightly, then nodded in agreement. After each of them spoke in turn, the two fell silent once more. "What do you think?" the elder with a stern expression asked seriously. "For a magian elder to hold such regard, it must be rooted in tangible benefits. Among all the offerings here, only the Xitian Cauldron in the Inner Hall could truly move them. Perhaps this young Jin Dan initiate will prove to be of significant assistance to them!" The second elder replied, somewhat hesitating. Should Han Li have heard these remarks at that moment, he would have been at a loss for words. These two truly are seasoned strategists—through mere brief observations and analysis, they have already deduced the essence of the matter with remarkable clarity. He would hardly be able to admire them enough! "To take the Xitian Cauldron? Indeed, these people must be dreaming up quite a scenario all by themselves!" Besides those several spiritual beasts that had already gone extinct in the Chaotic Star Sea, this was simply a delusion. Otherwise, the Saint Masters of the past several generations would have already claimed this treasure by now—how could it have reached them? A tone of disdain rose. "This isn't so easy to say! Perhaps these people have actually discovered some ancient, wild species! With enough time and dedication, there's certainly hope. After all, last time there was a cultivator who nearly succeeded in extracting the Xutian Ding. Though ultimately, only managed to open the lid slightly and retrieve a single Bu Tian Dan before being ambushed and fleeing. This time, with Wansheng Ming's golden silk silkworm, I believe it's far from impossible." "Then, to be safe, let's quietly follow them. Ideally, we don't retrieve it at all. Should it truly be brought to light, we naturally won't let the Bu Tian Dan fall into anyone else's hands." "That's the only course of action!" ……Han Li had no idea that he had already drawn the attention of two of the Star Palace's judicial senior elders. At this moment, he was walking upward along a winding stone staircase, each step bringing him higher, his face filled with astonishment. Not long after entering the randomly chosen passage, a continuous series of stone stairs appeared before him, and even after walking for the duration of a full meal, he still hadn't reached the end. Han Li grew increasingly curious—was the pavilion built at such an elevated height? With these questions lingering in his mind, he settled down and began climbing the stairs steadily and calmly. After ascending approximately a hundred paces, Han Li finally spotted a glimmer of light, which instantly energized him, prompting him to quicken his pace. Indeed, upon turning the corner, a simple square exit lay before him. Stepping out and gazing outward through the exit, the scene outside stirred him, and he hurried over to take a closer look. The sky was a dull yellow, veiled in a gray mist—there was no clear blue sky or bright sun, and everything appeared dim and hazy. This was an immense, cylindrical space of profound depth and scale. At first glance, it seemed surprisingly narrow, with thick mist enveloping the surroundings, obscuring any clear view. Within a relatively compact area of nearly a thousand zhang in diameter, Han Li was able to survey the entire space in full. He found himself standing exactly where a window had been carved into the misty wall. Before him floated a long white jade bridge, stretching for several dozen zhang, seemingly suspended in mid-air. The bridge was exquisitely detailed, adorned with dragon and phoenix carvings. One end connected to the square exit, while the other extended toward a four-cornered pavilion floating at the very center of the space. This pavilion stood thirty zhang high, divided into two stories, entirely constructed of fine jade, shimmering brilliantly in the void, resembling a celestial palace of jade. Suspended above the pavilion's entrance hung a golden plaque measuring one zhang in width, inscribed with three substantial ancient characters: "Bao Guang Ge." Han Li did not immediately step onto the bridge; instead, he paused to carefully examine the pavilion. Though the pavilion was not large, it radiated an astonishing surge of spiritual energy that was profound and hard to fathom, with a faint layer of white luminescence gently enveloping the entire structure. It seemed that an exceptionally powerful sealing spell or array had been cast here.