Han Li had indeed already flown beyond Wuli Gou, and was now well beyond fifteen li away. After the final few words of the transmission, the people of the Han family spoke of him, but in his heart, the true family he cherished remained his parents and his elder brother and younger sister. Though the Confucian scholar and the Han official treated him with the utmost respect, Han Li still could not feel particularly close to them. With generations of distance between them, and the changes that had occurred in Qingniu Town and Wuli Gou, he often felt out of place and strangely unfamiliar. However, after returning to his hometown once, his last lingering concerns had gradually softened. He believed that with time passing, this connection would eventually fade into insignificance. Han Li silently thought this, settled on his course, and accelerated his flight. Several days later, as he passed through Lanzhou, he deliberately took a detour to visit Jiyuan City. Upon arriving, he found that the city, too, had undergone the same transformation—its people and things unchanged, yet the people themselves had changed. Not only had the Sun Er-gou and the Fourth Platform faction vanished long ago, but even the Wuxi Gate, which once dominated the Lanzhou region, had disappeared over a century prior, replaced by a newly rising power—the Tianhui Sect. If his memory served him well, the Wuxi Gate had once been closely linked to Lingshu Mountain, which, before its final battle against the Magi Path, had unexpectedly switched allegiance back to the Yuling Sect. Now that the Yue State was firmly under the control of the Gui Ling Sect, it seemed quite natural that the Wuxi Gate had declined. He wondered whether the original Murky Jade Pearl and her daughter Ying Ning had encountered any misfortune. Unfortunately, the events from that time were so distant that even after making a few inquiries, Han Li found no further news. Han Li sighed and then hurried on his way. As for Sun Er-gou, although the Sun family had declared him their leader, he had never actually demanded that they carry out any specific actions. Instead, he bestowed numerous favors upon Sun Erdog over time, and once he learned nothing about the Sun family, he had no strong reason to hold a grudge. Thus, Han Li departed from Jia Yuan City, heading straight for the second region of Yuanwu Kingdom, with no further concerns. He intended to cross through Yuanwu Kingdom and return to Luoyun Sect. However, just half a day after leaving Jia Yuan City, he suddenly paused mid-air, his expression stiffening. He turned his head, gazing toward a distant spot, his eyes half-closing in surprise. At the same time, a group of travelers two hundred li away also halted their flight. Two young women in white robes exchanged hesitant glances, their faces growing serious. "Master Sisters! What's happening? Is there something amiss?" the elder standing behind the two women asked, visibly concerned. "Yes. Just now, we sensed the positions of the others, but the infant spirit suddenly stopped moving and remained still—perhaps it has detected our presence." "The white-clad woman with willowy brows and bright eyes no longer exuded her usual languid grace; instead, she radiated a sharp, cutting intensity... 'That can't be right. Even a Yuan-Stage cultivator shouldn't be able to sense such a distant presence. Could it be that the two senior uncles just activated a secret technique, disturbing the spiritual infant within the seal, thus prompting the other party to notice something amiss?' The other man, who appeared robust, frowned and speculated. 'Impossible. Our technique was personally passed down by your senior ancestor. It allows us to sense only the position of the wooden spiritual infant. As long as the other party hasn't reached the late Yuan-Stage cultivation level, they wouldn't perceive any irregularities. After all, we're separated by hundreds of miles—ordinary Yuan-Stage cultivators, even with exceptionally strong consciousness, can typically only detect activities within a hundred-mile radius, even under the most extraordinary circumstances. Could it be that the cultivator we're pursuing is truly a late-stage elder giant?" The woman with the surname Li shook her head firmly, categorically dismissing the possibility. "But Master Huan Yunzhi—why would he have done that?" The four green-robed female cultivators at the Foundation Stage still hesitated, wanting to say more. Yet suddenly, Huan Yunzhi, who had been silently chanting without speaking, gasped and spoke up. "Unfortunate! The position of the spiritual infant has shifted—it's now flying directly toward us." "What? Toward us? It really has detected us?" The lady with the Li surname paled, quickly beginning to chant and sense the situation. "The one who has been holding the spiritual infant has indeed brought it here, and at an astonishing speed. It must be a Yuan Yin Stage cultivator." A moment later, she confirmed with a cold expression. "Hurry! We must not engage this person directly; otherwise, we are certain to perish. I recall that the branch hall of Lánzhou's Gui Ling Sect is located nearby. We should head there immediately. Though our two sects have had some disagreements, we are both part of the same magical path. In the face of this unknown Yuan Yin cultivator, we can only rely on their array to protect ourselves." Moreover, the other party might not actually dare to launch a direct assault on the Ghost Spirit Sect's branch pavilion—we stand a strong chance of escaping. Han Yunzhi paused slightly, then spoke calmly. "Yes, Sister Han is right. We should move quickly now—otherwise, we’ll be too late!" The green-robed man, startled by the arrival of a Yuan婴-period cultivator, cleared his throat nervously and grew visibly anxious. "Hmph! What’s there to be nervous about? You don’t need to say it. With our six of us practicing the 'Spirit Harmony Technique,' we combine our inner energies into one, which will nearly double our speed. Now, begin casting your spells!" The lady with the willow name raised her eyebrows, looked at the man coldly, and said. The man was taken aback and fell silent. Then, under the leadership of Han Yunzhi and the lady, the six immediately began casting spells, each summoning their respective treasures and artifacts. Instantly, the ambient qi flowed seamlessly, forming a unified stream of golden-yellow light that surged forward like a single entity, breaking through the air with astonishing speed. Meanwhile, Han Lin had already been flying toward them at full strength from the other The strength of his spiritual awareness was now so profound that even Han Li himself wasn't entirely certain. He only knew that, through focused intent and employing the Fourth Layer of the Da-Yan Technique, his awareness could fully encompass the area within a hundred li. Beyond a hundred li, while he couldn't detect every detail, he could still sense the general movements and happenings within two or three hundred li—roughly accurate. On the way, he had suddenly sensed a subtle, mysterious spiritual force emerging around him, lingering nearby without dispersing. This had startled Han Li greatly. The force was so faint and unusual that, had it not been for his exceptionally strong awareness, an ordinary Yuan-En-Period cultivator would have found it difficult to perceive at all. Though he didn't yet know the exact cause, Han Li was certain that trouble had arrived. He suspected either that the incident involving the extermination of the Fu family in the Yuanwu Kingdom had come to light, or that something had gone wrong with the ghostly cultivators he had casually dealt with in the Tai Yue Mountain range. Thus, without hesitation, he dispersed his awareness in all directions, and indeed, by luck, he discovered several cultivators quietly trailing behind him at a distance of two hundred li. Though still too far away to identify them precisely, Han Li had already made up his mind to eliminate them. With no delay, he took off swiftly. For any cultivator capable of tracking him, he would never allow them to linger behind—he would eliminate them outright to prevent future threats. After all, the opponents appeared to be only a few Jin Dan cultivators; eliminating them should be a mere breeze. Instantly, a thick yellow glow surged ahead, racing furiously, while at the far end, a brilliant green aura, stretching over ten li in length, emitted clear, resonant sounds and surged behind in urgent pursuit. Yet within just a brief moment, Han Li’s fleeing light had already drawn close to within a hundred li. This sudden progress caused the Li-named woman, who had been intermittently casting spells to sense his position, to grow pale, and finally reveal a touch of alarm. Given their current pursuit speed, the six of them would not have traveled half the distance before being caught by the Yuan-Ying stage cultivators behind, leaving no time to reach the branch pavilion of Gui-Ling Sect. In a moment of urgency, the young woman twisted her jade neck, eager to discuss escape strategies with Han Yunzhi beside her, when Han Sister suddenly smiled and softly said, "Look! A group of Gui-Ling Sect cultivators appears ahead, heading directly toward us." "Gui-Ling Sect cultivators?" Han Yunzhi's soft exclamation not only revived the spirit of the Li-named woman but also brought the same sense of relief and joy to the four elders of Yunling Sect. Though they didn't expect the group to be strong enough to hold off the Yuan-Ying cultivators, even a brief delay would be beneficial. Indeed, within a moment, others also noticed a cluster of several black dots appearing clearly on the opposite side. With a sense of reassurance, the Liu-family woman glanced at Han Yunzhi, her eyes narrowing at the realization that Han had discovered the ghost cultivation cultivator much earlier than herself—her own sense of alertness stirred. There was only one Supreme Wood Spirit Infant, and though she and Han Yunzhi appeared as close sister and junior sister, in reality, they stood in a competitive relationship—each striving to secure the opportunity to merge with the Infant. Their public interactions were warm and affectionate, yet behind the scenes, their rivalry was fierce, each hoping to be chosen as the one to unite with the Supreme Wood Spirit Infant. After all, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was one no one would willingly relinquish. "How unexpectedly rare it is that two of our junior sisters have come all the way to the Yue Kingdom!" A voice of surprise echoed as three Jin Dan stage cultivators from the group of black-robed Gui Ling Sect disciples stepped forward—two men and one woman.