As for the words of the old magician of Huanhuan, none of the Han Li and his companions expressed any objection. Han Li requested a private chamber from Zhiyang Monks, intending to meditate and rest overnight, while Wei Wuyah and the others went first to retrieve the array discs from the array masters. Early the next morning, Han Li received Zhiyang Monks' transmission in the chamber and immediately proceeded to the main hall. There, he saw Wei Wuyah and the two others seated together on chairs, conversing. With a slight raise of his eyebrows, Han Li approached without hesitation. "Master Han, please sit. This is the precise location where the array disc, developed based on the research of the sealing array, is to be buried. I hope you carry it with you and remember it clearly," Wei Wuyah promptly greeted Han Li warmly, then flipped his hand to place a pale red jade scroll before the table. "Ah, I'll take a look," Han Li said calmly. With a wave of his hand, the jade scroll shot forward with a soft whoosh, landing in his hands. He then casually sat down on another nearby chair, immersing his consciousness into the scroll. After a while, Han Li's expression changed, and when he finally withdrew his consciousness from the scroll, his face had turned completely grim. "My esteemed colleagues, I've ventured so deep to establish the array plates. Does it not seem as though you only intend for me to go and never return?" Han Li tossed the scroll onto the table and looked up, speaking coldly. "How could you say that? Though the location of the array plates is somewhat remote, Master Han is protected by the Divine Exorcising Thunder, so reaching there should pose no problem at all." Huhuan, the elder demon, remained composed and spoke calmly. "Indeed? Does Master Han believe his Divine Exorcising Thunder will never deplete? Or that once the array plates are properly laid out, he need no longer consider returning at all?" Han Li glanced at the elder demon, speaking with a tone of growing irritation. "According to your explanation, the protective divine lightning you currently possess is insufficient to support a round trip. Yet I recall, during the battle against that ancient demon in the Valley of the Fallen Demons, you summoned a considerable number of protective divine lightning bolts. This should not be a problem at all." Wei Wuyi furrowed his brows and spoke slowly. "The other几位 friends have only entered the area of demonic qi—perhaps they haven't gone very deep down, have they?" Han Li said, with a slightly puzzled expression. "Hm! That's what you're saying, Han friend?" Wei Wuyi was momentarily taken aback. The Old Magician of Harmony's eyes flickered several times, but he remained silent. Meanwhile, the Master of Supreme Yang lowered his gaze, as if pondering something. "If one has descended to a certain depth, one would clearly perceive that the deeper into the demonic qi abyss one goes, the stronger the demonic essence becomes, and the faster the protective divine lightning is consumed. This conclusion was reached by me after descending over two or three hundred zhang. Though I possess a certain amount of protective divine lightning, in the demonic qi spanning several thousand zhang below, it would certainly not last long." Han Li placed both hands on his chest, fingers crossed, and spoke coldly. "Is this really true? Zu Yang, among the three of us, you have been most deeply immersed in the magical aura. Does this event indeed hold?" Wei Wuyi frowned, turning to ask Zu Yang the Master a question. "Indeed, this has been observed. When I employ my secret technique to penetrate deeper into the magical aura, I have noticed that my inner energy drains more quickly than when I first entered. I originally thought Master Han might not have noticed this, and thus I intended to bring it to your attention!" Zu Yang the Master sighed and nodded in agreement. "Then, had we assigned a renowned cultivator carrying a relic for expelling the magical aura into the depths of the aura, even if they initially remained unharmed, they would still face the risk of being transformed by the magic upon deeper immersion." The Happy Old Demon also frowned slightly. "That's correct. Therefore, I have remained unconvinced about the original plan. However, before Master Han's arrival, there was no alternative, so I did not intervene." Zu Yang the Master offered a faint, wistful smile. Han Li observed the three with a cold gaze, yet felt somewhat frustrated. He couldn't tell whether they truly didn't know about the matter, or if they had deliberately arranged it with ill intentions. Regardless, it was a clear misstep in their strategy. He certainly wouldn't easily agree to it. The hall fell into quiet silence. Everyone knew they were being asked to go to their death, yet no one would willingly go and set up the array. As for using some grand principle to pressure Han Li—such a thing was utterly impossible. All present were seasoned and discerning. At their level of cultivation, even if only a few hours of southern exposure to magical influence were sufficient, let alone if the entire southern realm were destroyed, no one would make such a self-sacrificial move. They could simply pack up and leave the southern realm, which would be entirely feasible given their standing. Indeed, outside of Han Li, no one in the southern realm could withstand the magical influence and accomplish the task. All three cultivators found themselves at a loss, staring at each other. At that moment, Han Li's eyes flashed, and with a slight pause in his voice, he suddenly spoke: "I also realize how significant this matter truly is. The esteemed friends all find themselves in a difficult position. I have a suggestion that I believe worth trying." "What is it, Master Han? Please go on," said Zhiyang the Elder, eager to hear. Wei Wuyi and Hehuang the Elder also brightened, turning their attention toward Han Li. "It's quite simple. I believe I can hold out until I complete the array setup, though I will need to take a few strikes on the way back. Therefore, the retreat and purify-magic treasures originally prepared by the friends must be temporarily lent to me. This way, I can extend my endurance a bit—though, naturally, this approach carries considerable risk..." Han Li paused, his voice seeming to waver slightly. "Absolutely no problem! As long as the array can be properly set up, we will gladly lend the retreat and purify-magic treasures to Master Han." Wei Wuyafa's face brightened, and he quickly spoke, "Of course, this is a very dangerous matter. We three certainly won't let Friend Han go through this risk in vain. Huahuan, don't you agree?" At this moment, Zhiyang the Monastic suddenly smiled warmly at Huahuan the Elder Demon. Upon hearing this, Huahuan the Elder Demon was momentarily taken aback, but after a brief pause, he nodded in agreement: "Indeed, that's exactly right. In fact, even without this matter, originally we had planned to gift one of the seven immortal islands to Friend Han." "Gift an immortal island to me?" Hearing this, Han's eyes widened in surprise. "Indeed. When the seven islands were initially divided, it may have appeared as though they were allocated among the seven great sects. However, most of these sects actually belong to our three major powers. There was naturally one island that couldn't be assigned to any of them—originally intended for your alliance, specifically for the kind friends Long Han and Feng Bing. But unfortunately, both of them have just recently entered for their respective periods of seclusion and are unable to join us here. Thus, this island has been Now that you are willing to take on the risk, I am certain the Luoyun Sect, which I have assigned to Han Daojun, will not face any complaints. Master Zhiyang spoke calmly and kindly. "Is there really such a thing?" Han Li was somewhat astonished. After all, he had heard that these immortal isles were not only blessed with excellent spiritual veins, but also each hosted several substantial deposits of spiritual stone—something truly precious. "If these seven islets are part of the great array, wouldn't they sink back into the sea once the array is restored?" Han Li thought carefully and asked with some hesitation. "Rest assured. The method we are using to restore the array differs slightly from the original sealing array. These islets certainly won't be wasted and allowed to sink again. Of course, the cultivators from the sects now occupying these islets will naturally have the obligation to jointly safeguard this sealing array." Wei Wuyi explained calmly and composedly. "Since all three of you have pledged such generous gifts, I simply cannot refuse this journey, either by sentiment or by reason." But after this matter is settled, I shall no longer participate in any subsequent affairs," Han Li said after a moment's thought, speaking without reservation. "Haha, as long as you take the time to properly set up the array disk, you've already done a great service. The rest can be handled by me and my two companions," Wei Wuyi laughed heartily and readily agreed. Although the old Huahuan Demon and the Master of Zhiyang had initially held slightly different intentions, they now both felt at ease. At that moment, Wei Wuyi reached into his storage pouch and pulled out a round, snowy-white object, which he handed over. Han Li took it and examined it closely. It was a finely crafted jade array disk, palm-sized, glowing with vibrant light and inscribed with intricate, complex sealings—clearly no ordinary item. After a brief flash of green light, Han Li's hand, the array disk vanished, being stored within his own storage pouch. "All preparations are now complete, only the final push remains. I wonder, Master Han, when would you like to depart?" Wei Wuyi asked with a satisfied expression. "Regarding the restoration of the array, the sooner the better. After resting overnight, the magical energy I previously lost has already been restored. If my three esteemed friends can carry their anti-magic treasures with them, I shall immediately descend to lay out the array. Should I delay even a day or two, who knows how the magical aura might change." Han Li spoke seriously and earnestly. Hearing Han Li's words, the three cultivators in the hall naturally agreed without hesitation. And naturally, the several anti-magic treasures they had finally gathered also came with them. They promptly retrieved them and handed them over to Han Li one by one. A jade如意 shaped like a dragon's head, a crimson octagonal mirror, a gleaming golden armor, and a dark, slender banner. Han Li did not hesitate, and immediately tested the effects of each of the four items, finding them all remarkably extraordinary. Three of them were particularly yang and intensely fiery, proving highly effective against the demonic energy. The dark banner, however, was the opposite—it was a well-known item from the demonic tradition. According to the old magus of Héhuān, although this banner originally commanded the ghostly, yin-wind, it is equally capable of absorbing magical energies, thus making it effective for self-protection. Watching the banner closely, Han Li felt a sudden inspiration, stroked it thoughtfully, and only after a while finally tucked it into his pouch. This did, in fact, surprise the old magus slightly. After securing his treasures, Han Li proceeded with the three companions to the abode of Yang Shangren, heading directly toward the location of the great vortex. Several hours later, Han Li appeared smoothly at the base of the vortex—this time, alone. Gazing at the magical aura beneath the luminous screen, Han Li immediately clenched his fists, and with a thunderous crack, several thick golden arcs shot out from his body, re-forming into an electric grid that adhered to the surface of the light shield. Examining the golden arcs, Han Li briefly drew his lips, a touch of scorn appearing on his face. Even if Wei Wuya and the others were as seasoned and cunning as possible, they could never have imagined that Han Li possessed seventy-two golden thunder bamboo flying swords. According to his estimate, even just making a round trip, let alone running back and forth twice, would be more than sufficient for self-protection. Otherwise, how could he have agreed to undertake such a risky assignment? Previously, he had negotiated extensively with them—not only because the senior master of Zhiyang had previously advised him at Baiqiao Hall about the benefits he could offer, but also because he deliberately wanted to keep the three of them unaware of his true capabilities, intentionally causing them to underestimate the number of the Bixie Divine Lightning. The only potential threats to him in Tiannan in the future would remain the three senior cultivators and the several Mu Lan Divine Masters. Han Li had to remain vigilant against them.