Han Li also did not pursue the Silver-Winged Night-Horse. On one hand, the opponent had not been completely trapped, and could not easily be extinguished by the Three-Flame Fan alone. On the other hand—his gaze shifted to the Ti-Hun Beast. In the beast’s large hand, a white, shimmering object was being waved back and forth. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a small, fresh white horse with emerald eyes, about half a foot in height. Clearly, this was the very final objective of his current journey—the elusive Yin-Zhi Horse, known for its skill in concealment. Indeed, this rare creature had been rather unfortunate. At the moment of transmission, it had re-attached itself to the body of the尸wolf, seeking shelter. When the Ti-Hun Beast then used its nasal yellow mist to engulf the尸wolf’s vital essence, the creature was swept along with it. Had it not been for Han Li’s sharp observation, who immediately stopped the Ti-Hun Beast with a single breath, the creature would have been swallowed whole. As for the two flying swords that Han Li had originally been confined by, they were recovered at the moment of transmission, when the Silver-Winged Night-H Curiously, the black-clad female cultivator, whose元婴was also bound by the Shad-Hồn Silk, was swallowed whole by the silver-winged yaksha before he could transmit her. The only thing that slightly bothered him was his crystallized flying needles, which the silver-winged yaksha had seized and taken with him. Fortunately, though not his life essence artifact, these needles had been fully refined and integrated by him. While the yaksha could not immediately erase their spiritual essence, nor could he permanently remove them without a chance to reclaim them. At this moment, Han Li scanned the surroundings. Though somewhat similar to the original underground cavern, there was no lingering cold wind here—instead, the spiritual energy was astonishingly abundant, revealing a vast mountain cave, seemingly situated atop an exceptional spiritual vein. This gave him a sense of surprise. He then glanced down at the transmission array beneath his feet. With his deep understanding of array techniques, he immediately observed that although this massive array differed significantly from any he had previously encountered, it clearly functioned as a one-way receiving array. That is, he had been transported here but could not use this array to return to his original location. Upon understanding this, Han Li furrowed his brow and then glanced at the two massive cocoons. Strong spiritual energy reactions were still evident within them, indicating that the wealthy elder and Bai Yaoyi still had their lives. After a brief hesitation, he first gestured toward the Ti Hun beast, drawing the Yin Zhi Ma into his hands, then affixed several sealing talismans onto it and placed it inside a spirit-animal satchel. Only after completing these actions did Han Li raise both hands, launching two thick golden arcs that struck the gray cocoon. A thunderous roar followed, and the golden arcs instantly transformed into two golden electrical grids that enveloped the cocoon. The scene was bright with golden light and continuous thunder. Without the presence of the Silver-Winged Night Guard, the Shā Hún Silk began to layer upon layer dissolve in the golden radiance. Finally, after two powerful bursts, the two cocoons burst open sequentially. A man and a woman emerged from within, precisely the two wealthy elders. However, both were pale, their expressions deeply troubled. Whoever had been ensnared by the malevolent soul threads—capable of absorbing spiritual energy—for such an extended period would surely have suffered. It was certain that their spiritual power had been significantly depleted. "Thank you, Brother Han!" the wealthy elder said, his demeanor easing as he bowed deeply. "Had it not been for your extraordinary efforts, we would have surely perished. We never expected to find a silver-winged yaksha hidden within the Yin-Yang Cavern. Unprepared, we were ambushed by this creature, which had been concealed beneath the ground. Yuan Dao-friend was even captured and his true essence shattered in a single encounter—his life was lost." White Yao Yi also bowed respectfully to Han Li before adding with a wry smile. Han Li listened attentively and only offered a gentle smile. Though the two elders appeared genuinely grateful, Han Li sensed a deep undercurrent of apprehension in their eyes. After all, though they were trapped within the giant cocoon, they had clearly sensed every move韩立 made in defending himself against the Silver-Winged Night Monkey. They knew well that, even if韩立 managed to drive off the celestial corpse's divine abilities, their combined efforts would still be far from sufficient. Moreover, they had been unexpectedly transported to this unfamiliar, mysterious place—now with only these three of them, no one else present—so their sense of unease was bound to grow. Should韩立 suddenly harbor ill intentions now, they were certain they would meet a grim fate. Yet, all that韓立 did was throw the spirit-sac containing the Yin-Zhi Horse toward the wealthy elder and speak calmly, "The Yin-Zhi Horse is inside. That's all I have to say. If you can produce a few more infant-tonics, please keep two for me. Will you agree to that?" "Two? No problem. As long as there are indeed extras, I'll certainly reserve them for my friend." The wealthy elder felt a great relief and readily agreed. "I have no objections." Humble as I am, I haven't been able to contribute much this time—it's all thanks to Brother Han's efforts. It's only fair that you, my friend, take a larger share." Upon hearing this, Bai Yaoyi smiled lightly and readily agreed. "Yes. That's good! Now, the two of you take a moment to meditate and rest here. I'll go check exactly what's going on in this area." After glancing at the only exit, Han Li narrowed his eyes and said. "Brother Han, please go ahead. We've indeed expended a good deal of our inner energy, so we'll just rest for a while." The wealthy elder showed no hesitation. Bai Yaoyi nodded and immediately settled into a meditative posture. Han Li smiled, activated a shimmering green glow around him, and then vanished into the air as a streak of green light, simultaneously releasing his full awareness to guard against any sudden attack from the silver-winged night monkey hiding nearby. He wasn't worried at all about the two of them slipping away quietly with the Yin Zhi horse. The magical traces of energy he had left within their bodies were still intact and would only dissipate over several days. As long as either of them showed any movement Han Li was no saint; even a moment ago, the thought of killing them to seize their treasures flashed through his mind. Yet he had studied the Pei Ying Pill only sparingly. Even if he truly obtained the recipe and personally crafted the elixir, the success rate would still be far from certain. And regardless of how one might argue, these two had left him with a consistently favorable impression. He simply could not muster a strong desire to kill them. Thus, after a brief consideration, he decided to act and released them. Had it not been for his consciousness repeatedly scanning the surroundings, with no ripple of array energy detectable, he would have nearly thought he had once again been ensnared within some kind of seal. Who would build a passage so long? With these questions lingering in his mind, Han Li flew several more miles before finally spotting the glow of the exit. A sense of relief washed over him. Once he stepped out of the passage, he felt an immediate surge of clarity, as if he had materialized onto a vast platform. The platform was paved with smooth, level green stone bricks, stretching out as far as a thousand paces at a glance. Taking a deep breath, the scent of grass and flowers filled his lungs, and the ambient qi seemed even more abundant than that of the teleportation array. As he glanced forward, Han Li's expression grew increasingly astonished. To his sight, at the far end of the platform rose a sheer cliff wall. As he gazed upward along the wall, he realized the sky itself had shrunk to a mere thin, pale white line. He then suddenly turned around and glanced back toward the direction of the entrance passage. Behind him rose a mountain wall equally curled, together with the one opposite, enclosing him between the two, one in front and one behind. The massive platform beneath his feet had been constructed within a deep, extraordinary gorge. Han Li raised his head and gazed upward for a long time before turning to look sideways. Yet aside from the shifting, winding cliffs, he found nothing of significance. Without further contemplation, Han Li instantly transformed into a streak of emerald light and soared upward. After traveling several thousand zhang, he finally emerged from the gorge. But upon a closer inspection, he was left utterly astonished, and promptly accelerated his flight, darting around the area for half a day before returning to his original position. His face bore an unmistakable look of awe. In short, the only word that came to mind was "great." Indeed, Han Li had seen many colossal mountains throughout his life. The largest, perhaps, was the Sacred Mountain in the Tianxing City of the Luan Xing Sea back then. This mountain is so lofty, resembling a pillar supporting the heavens, that it can be divided into eighty-one layers—enough to accommodate numerous cultivators who have established their abodes within it—demonstrating just how vast the mountain truly is. Yet now, he stands at the foot of another colossal mountain, seemingly no less magnificent than that sacred peak. Perhaps this mountain is even larger than the "Sacred Mountain," but he cannot quite compare them. For when he lifts his gaze, the mountain is cloaked in lush greenery, stretching endlessly, with no visible horizon—what he once thought was a mountain pass is merely a minor fissure at its base. Even this, however, does not fully astonish him. What truly leaves him speechless is that such a massive mountain is encased within a vast magical seal. As soon as he turns his head toward the mountain's exterior, he sees a shimmering, milky-white aura descending from the heavens, boundless and enveloping the entire mountain like a protective shroud. Such an elaborate feat—so grand and sweeping—only makes him feel profoundly awed. It is clearly something only ancient cultivators could have accomplished. Staring at the luminous screen that seemed to stretch far beyond sight, Han Li hesitated for a while before finally summoning his flight spell and rushing toward it. It took him nearly a full cup of tea's worth of flight before he reached the white light barrier. In the presence of such a vast screen, his flight spell appeared utterly insignificant. Upon nearing it, Han Li carefully examined the thick, impenetrable barrier—though it seemed impossible to gauge its thickness—and then, without a word, turned abruptly and flew back the way he had come. He did not need to test it physically; he could already sense the terrifying spiritual power contained within the seal. Even a Yuan Ying stage cultivator would find it impossible to break this absolute barrier through sheer force—let alone a Hua Shen stage cultivator. On the way back toward the great mountain, Han Li gazed at the mountain from afar and still could not determine its size. Yet he noticed that the mountain remained completely still, silent throughout—no bird calls, no animal sounds—like a mountain that had ceased to breathe. Yet the vibrant spiritual energy within it was very much present. Thus, this strange situation unexpectedly gave韩立 a profoundly dangerous sensation. Eventually,韩立 returned to the mountain gully with a gloomy expression, and reached the original传送阵 mountain cave.