As soon as the arc on the opposite screen sensed Han Li's approach, a thunderclap rang out. Han Li emitted a low roar, and the golden electric dragon behind him leaped upward, bursting into a dazzling explosion of light. Instantly, a vast golden net materialized in midair, shielding Han Li completely. All the silver arcs striking the net vanished silently, dissolving into nothingness. "Han Li! It's you!" "Master Han!" As soon as Han Li stabilized his aura and revealed himself, both Qian Elder and the middle-aged cultivator gasped in surprise, exclaiming at the same time. Han Li paused slightly, turning to glance at the middle-aged man with a square face, who looked visibly stunned. Though he didn't recognize him, a slight curiosity stirred within him. Yet his hands remained active. With a sound like a phoenix's call, he launched a cluster of three-colored fire balls with his three-flame fan, creating a large hole in the screen. Then, with a subtle shift in stance, he stepped fully outside the screen. At that moment, he finally relaxed and turned back once more. Outside the light screen on the other side, the young man with the Xu surname and Lin Yinping had just appeared on the platform. Upon seeing Han Li suddenly appear on the side previously designated as off-limits, both of them immediately grew pale. Han Li, however, chuckled darkly. "With so many of you here, I'll give each of you something to do," he said suddenly, in an oddly composed tone. Then, with a casual flick of his finger, a golden arc shot out like a thunderclap. As soon as it touched the other silver arcs on the screen, the golden arc immediately vanished in a smooth hiss. Yet, in the very next instant, it mysteriously burst forth from the opposite end of the screen. A sharp 'thunderclap' sound followed, and the golden arc struck a seemingly unremarkable stone pillar at the edge of the platform with such suddenness that no one had time to react. Immediately, a deep gasp echoed from that side, and then the silver-winged night monkey, the lion-beast, and a stout, barrel-thick woman with an unattractive appearance emerged. "A lion-avian!" The Xu-family youth, upon seeing the three strange creatures, immediately recognized the most striking and fearsome among them—the lion-avian—and exclaimed with a look of serious concern. Upon hearing this, Lin Yinping and the others also reacted with surprise, instantly adopting a defensive posture. "Senior Elder!" The newly arrived Ge Tianhao and his companions, meanwhile, noticed the five-souls-in-unison demon displayed on the screen and were overjoyed. The three beasts, now forced into revealing their movements, felt deeply frustrated. Among them, the silver-winged yaksha, who had just narrowly escaped a life-threatening encounter with Han Li—the very foe who had nearly claimed his life—was especially incensed, breaking into loud curses at the disruption of his plans. At the same time, he found himself puzzled: how could the opponent have repeatedly uncovered his skill of flowing concealment, rendering him so vulnerable? Under the steadily gloomy gaze of the Xu-family youth, the three beasts now felt increasingly uneasy. They were not truly afraid of these human cultivators; rather, they hoped these cultivators would help them break through a crucial seal that lay ahead. Yet now that the other party had discovered their presence, they were at a loss as to how to proceed. After glancing at the silver-winged night-dragon and the ugly woman, the young Xu felt his heart surge with waves of astonishment, deeply alarmed. The aura of these two manifested beasts was truly astonishing—seeming no less potent than that of the lion-beast itself. After assessing the strength of both sides, the young man found himself deeply worried and hesitated to make any sudden moves. Meanwhile, the old dragon mage and the elder from the Ye family, witnessing this sudden upheaval, also intended to halt the conflict. However, the two bronze lions continued their relentless pursuit, and with no choice, they had to keep moving, gradually stepping back to maintain mutual vigilance. For a time, all parties found themselves mutually cautious, thus paralyzing the situation. Han Li, however, paid no attention to this tangled scene. With a simple shift of his form, he strode directly toward the rear. Given the opportunity to secure the treasure first, he naturally did not wish to delay. After a series of transitions, they arrived at a grand mountain gate entirely crafted from exquisite jade. The gate itself was quite unusual—besides two rows of towering, unidentified giant trees standing alone on either side, the surroundings were completely empty and open. Through the wide-open gate, along a gleaming white stone path stretching several thousand feet, a vast, ancient palace could be faintly seen in the distance, appearing majestic and imposing. "Ah, this must be the Kunwu Hall!" Han Li murmured, hesitated slightly, then scanned the surroundings once more, finally settling his gaze on the two rows of giant trees. Each tree stood over twenty or thirty zhang tall, with both branches and trunks turning a deep, sun-bleached yellow. Yet paradoxically, they exuded a sense of lush vitality and thriving growth, which slightly puzzled Han Li. With his divine awareness, he carefully examined the trees, finding no anomalies. Indeed, both inside and out, the trees appeared entirely ordinary, with no detectable fluctuations or signs of special energy. Han Li's brow subtly furrowed, and his gaze eventually shifted away from the trees. A moment later, after scanning the entire mountain gate once more and confirming that no hidden seals were present, he promptly lifted his foot and stepped through the gate, heading straight for the Kunwu Hall at the distant end. Yet Han Li had never expected that, just as his feet touched the white stone path by a dozen paces, he suddenly felt a surge of coldness radiating through his entire body, and an unusual sensation instantly settled upon him. "Unbelievable!" he murmured silently, immediately intending to retreat and shoot back. But it was too late—before he could even lift off the ground, a heavy pressure suddenly settled upon his shoulders, and without warning, his knees gave way, causing him to collapse directly onto the white stone floor. Han Li. Without pausing to think, Han Li roared aloud, his protective spiritual light flaring brightly, enveloping him in a soft, misty glow. This allowed him to lower his body slightly, kneeling on one knee. At the same time, his entire body continued to tremble, and a constant crackling sound echoed within him, as though his bones were being crushed under relentless pressure. Han Li was not at all surprised by this! The protective spiritual light had absorbed a portion of the pressure, and though it now offered some improvement over before, it could barely hold him upright—his entire body felt as though a weight of ten thousand catties were pressing upon it simultaneously. He was certain that if he hadn't practiced the Ming Wang Sect's technique and taken the Tian Shi Pearl, the sheer force of this impact would have shattered his bones completely, leaving him lying motionless on the ground. Yet he had carefully searched the surrounding area and found no trace of any spell array—so how had he unexpectedly ended up under such a powerful restriction? Han Li sighed inwardly, unable to think further, and immediately began reciting incantations. Even his fingers were now stiff and immobile; to summon his powers, he could only rely on these verbal spells. In the blink of an eye, new thunderclaps echoed within the shimmering green light. As the electric arcs flashed, a golden electric garment shimmered and formed over his body. Under the relentless pressure of this electric garment, Han Li's body slightly wavered, and he gritted his teeth, striving to slowly rise. However, as he lifted himself halfway, he suddenly felt the gravitational force intensify, pressing him back down halfway to a kneeling position. This time, Han Li's face truly turned pale. When Han Li had been trapped at the mountain gate, the people below, including the old demon Qian, had been unable to see beyond the light curtain and the elevated position of the gate, so they only observed Han Li seemingly engulfed in the melee, without seeing what was happening beyond. Naturally, this caused the people who had been anxiously awaiting the precious outcome to grow restless. "You stubborn beast! Truly, you want to die! Then let me make it so!" suddenly boomed a furious voice from within the light curtain. Immediately, the five white figures within the seal converged toward the center, merging into a single towering white giant several zhang tall. Yet instead of turning to attack the middle-aged, broad-faced cultivator from the Ye family, the giant suddenly swept his massive hand backward in a sharp, decisive motion. A white figure flashed by, and in an instant, its arm transformed into a white serpent that seized a bronze lion charging from behind, swallowing it whole. Then, the serpent coiled itself, detaching completely from the giant's body and becoming a massive orb of light, completely enclosing the bronze lion within. Despite the lion's frantic movements and beams of light spewing from its mouth, it remained motionless. At the same time, the square-faced cultivator suddenly struck a large bone ring on his body. Instantly, countless streams of light radiated from the ring, forming a multitude of yellow-hazy ring-like shadows. However, under the impetus of his spell, the vast phantom vanished abruptly. Yet, the next moment, it appeared atop the head of the bronze lion pursuing the middle-aged cultivator. Without ceremony, the ring shadows descended, forming concentric rings of light that encircled and pinned the beast, compressing it until it flipped over and collapsed. Nevertheless, the square-faced cultivator paid no attention to this bronze lion, instead his face darkened as he fixed his gaze on the white giant across the field. "Hmph! The Miraculous Bracelet truly lives up to its reputation." According to rumor, this treasure is a replica of the ancient spiritual artifact, the "Moon-Reflecting Ring," though it has never been conclusively verified. In my opinion, even if it is merely a contemporary imitation of a transcendental spiritual treasure, it would still be quite comparable. The voice of the old demon, suddenly issuing from the vast white form, came out cold and measured. "Without this treasure protecting him, I suspect Master Ye would have already fallen victim to Master Qian's hands. Yet now, with the two of you so entangled, wouldn't you be afraid that the very artifact has just been seized by the young lad?" The man with the square face sneered, deliberately glancing toward the mountain gate. "Ah! If the prohibitive seals of Kunwu Hall were so easily broken, wouldn't Master Ye have entered the hall long ago and retrieved the treasure? Then how could he have been intercepted by me just now? Moreover, Master Ye referred to this person as Master Ye, Elder. Is he one of your Ye family's disciples?" The old demon's voice instantly grew icy. "Hah! That was a mistake on my part. I didn't recognize him at all," the man with the square face said, his eyes Qian Lao Mo fell silent for a moment, as if assessing the truth of what the other had said. But after a brief pause, he coldly spoke again: "Regardless of whether this person is truly connected to the Ye family, as an outsider from Tiannan, your Ye family simply cannot genuinely believe in him. You've gone to great lengths to locate Kunwu Mountain and unlock this seal—truly intend for the treasures to fall into the hands of strangers? Since I am currently unable to overcome you and have no interest in continuing this prolonged struggle, why not work together now to break this restriction, and then, once we reach the Kunwu Hall, each of us will pursue our own means to claim the treasures!" "Each to his own means! Excellent—exactly what I had in mind!" To Qian Lao Mo's surprise, he had expected hesitation, yet the middle-aged man simply agreed without a moment's thought. This unexpected response left the old master momentarily stunned, and then he found himself hesitating.