"Don't get too close to these old fellows. Thanks to the mountain's seal that suppresses spiritual awareness, otherwise we'd have no chance to follow a late-stage Yuan婴 cultivator." With a simple word from Mu Fu, the two women shimmered with a glow of white light, silently slipped out of the stone pillar, and then quietly cast their own secret techniques to follow. Not long after their departure, a faint green glow flashed behind another stone pillar behind the one where the two women had been. A tall figure, glowing green all over, materialized, his pair of clear, jade-like eyes coldly observing the direction where the two women had vanished before vanishing mysteriously. Yet at this moment, Han Li's entire body was surrounded by swirling emerald and golden arcs, and his figure was enveloped in an exceptionally vibrant purple flame. Moreover, he had already transformed into a strikingly eerie half-jade, half-human form through the use of a Spirit-Calling Seal—something that left the Qian elder and others utterly astonished. "What kind of divine ability is this? How has this man changed into such a form?" one elderly figure in black robes exclaimed in surprise. "Matter of fact, regardless of what's happening, it seems this young man is now trapped by some seal—perfect timing to eliminate him," said Ge Tianhao, his voice sharp and urgent, as he swiftly raised his hand and sent a crimson-long pike shooting forth in a bright red streak. Han Li had previously used his Three-Flame Fan to shatter one of Ge Tianhao's bone swords, leaving him at a disadvantage. Now that he had an opportunity, he naturally wouldn't hesitate to act. However, just as the red streak had traveled a dozen paces, it suddenly burst with a loud "thud," plummeting straight down and creating a deep crater in the ground before being firmly crushed beneath it. "What?" "Gè Tiānháo was not at all surprised—his astonishment was profound—and immediately rushed to channel his full spiritual power in an effort to recover the treasure. Yet the long spear, as if it had taken root firmly in the ground, remained absolutely still. 'Great Five-Element magnetic force?' Lin Yinping murmured, observing the scene. 'No—it's Golden-Magnetic Radiance.' This is a natural seal spontaneously generated by the golden-magnetic spirit trees on either side. Anyone who steps within their influence is instantly enveloped by the invisible magnetic light and gravity of the trees, rendering them unable to move an inch—truly immobilized.' The silver-winged night warrior glanced at the two rows of towering, yellowed trees on either side, then spoke softly. 'Immobilized? Then how did the Han youth manage to pass through?' Xu, the young man, sneered, casting a glance toward the distant figure of Han. 'Haha! You truly failed to notice, or perhaps you deliberately ignored the transformation! Compared to his former form, this person's cultivation has surged by at least half—now he has reached the peak level of a late Yuan-Stage cultivator.' Moreover, whether it be the divine thunder of the pestilence-warding deity or that purple ice flame, both are no ordinary feats of power. Should your companion proceed, he might even prove less capable of enduring thus for so long as this transformed figure! The silver-winged yaksha glanced at the young man, a hint of scorn playing at the corner of his lips. "Indeed! By the tone of your voice, it seems you are quite familiar with this young man named Han. Do you know him?" The Xu-family youth remained expressionless, yet subtly shifted his tone. "Whether or not you know him seems to bear little relevance to you," the silver-winged yaksha detected a subtle probing intent in the young man's words and replied with a cold smile. Upon hearing this response from the silver-winged yaksha, the Xu-family youth's expression remained unchanged, though his inner anger naturally surged. "Jin-Mi-Ling-Mu—does that not refer to the ancient divine tree famed as the Tree of Lost Treasures? This tree, it is said, has long since vanished from the world outside. It is known that any treasure incorporating metallic elements will be immediately defeated by it. That explains why Master Ge's belongings fell to the Moreover, the magnetic force emitted by this tree is innate—no matter how the cultivator uses their spiritual awareness to scan, they simply cannot detect it." Guo Tianhao furrowed his brow and said. "Even more so. This tree's magnetic field is exceptionally powerful and capable of overlapping and reinforcing itself, effectively applying repeated gravitational forces. The exact magnitude of gravity exerted can be determined simply by counting the number of spiritual trees in each row. Given how densely they are arranged, we may well find ourselves under the combined influence of four or five such trees as soon as we enter. Others may not notice, but I personally doubt I could endure such immense pressure." The man with a square face looked increasingly serious. "Indeed, I don't believe it. I'd like to test it myself." Lin Yingshen watched Han Li's steady advance, her expression growing cold. She tapped her jade bag at her waist, and instantly, a four-legged, strange serpent shot out and flew toward Han Li's back. The serpent was covered in thick scales, with a pair of fleshy wings growing along its back, appearing sturdy and resilient. "Go!" Lin Yingshen murmured, pointing lightly at Han Li's back. Suddenly, a golden-hued protective aura emerged on the strange serpent, which spiraled through the air before darting into the mountain gate. Under the watchful eyes of many, the serpent flew in for over ten zhang before suddenly plunging straight down—just as it had done before with the long spear. Yet this serpent truly possessed extraordinary resilience and strength. As soon as it touched the ground, it pushed with its four limbs and managed to roll itself upright, its twin wings fluttering weakly, as though trying to take flight. Seeing this, a faint smile of satisfaction appeared on Lin Yin's face. However, before her smile could fully settle, a deep, resonant "pfft" sound echoed, and the serpent burst apart, its flesh and blood compressed under gravity into a paste-like consistency. "How is this possible? The magnetic light is truly that powerful! What is the young Han made of? My spiritual serpent couldn't withstand it, yet he remains unharmed?" Lin Yin's face paled, her voice filled with disbelief. "There's no need to overthink it. I sensed a faint ethereal aura on that man—likely a secret technique allowing him to temporarily embody the power of some beast, which is why his body has suddenly become so strong. Nevertheless, his own abilities are truly impressive; he manages to withstand such immense force without even summoning any of his artifacts, simultaneously wielding three distinct powers. I myself cannot achieve this feat." The old demon spoke coldly, revealing part of the truth. "Such a technique! It seems this man is well-versed in unconventional arts indeed!" Hearing the old demon's words, Lin Yinping and the others finally began to grasp the situation. "Enough chatter! You humans keep talking, and soon that man will enter the Kunwu Hall." The middle-aged woman among the three demons, watching Han Li's figure draw nearer to the grand hall, suddenly turned her eyes and spoke loudly and roughly, her voice rough as that of a broken gong. "Don't worry—the seal of the Kunwu Hall won't remain just the one we see here." He had no idea what even more formidable restrictions awaited him within that hall. Moreover, since he now knew the origin of the Jin-Magnetic Spirit Wood, breaking the seal would not be difficult at all—merely by using法宝 made of materials free from the metallic property to cut down each of these great trees one by one, the seal would naturally be easily dispelled. "Xu," the young man said calmly. "So simple!" The hag blinked her eyes, as though she were still doubtful. "The Jin-Magnetic Radiance merely excels at being unpredictable—once one is caught within it, one cannot free oneself. The others are quite unimpressive." As he spoke, he raised his hand with no ceremony, and a small yellow sword shot out, swiftly cutting across the nearest giant tree. "Crash!" Suddenly, the elder's body flashed with a soft golden glow, and though the sword left a deep gash on the trunk, the tree remained standing—unfelled. "Huh!" Xu exclaimed, surprised. "It seems Xu has overlooked something." These Jinji Magwood were originally as hard as gold and stone; nourished by the celestial and terrestrial spiritual essences of Kunwu Mountain over countless thousands of years, they had long since surpassed ordinary spiritual trees. To destroy them would truly not be an easy task. "We must not delay any longer—let us act together!" said the Qian Elder. At that moment, a massive white form opened its mouth, and a white crystalline orb shot straight toward another towering tree. After exchanging glances, the Ge Tianhao and others promptly retrieved various treasures—some jade, some wood—and launched them in abundance toward the two great trees on either side. Instantly, a kaleidoscope of spiritual lights enveloped the several towering trees. Yet neither the Qian Elder nor the Xu-family youth noticed that, as human cultivators attacked the Jinji Magwood, the silver-winged triad of night demons, though each contributing a few items to the assault, were secretly delighted beneath their composed exteriors. And though the treasures spewed forth by these three demons seemed powerful, they proved remarkably ineffective when they struck the great trees. Yet this subtle shortfall was skillfully masked by the overwhelming momentum of the assault, and the human cultivators failed to notice the anomaly at first. "What a pity! I never expected the human cultivators behind to actually take the initiative and cut down those golden magnetic immortal trees." A sigh of regret reached韩立's mind as he struggled forward ahead. "It's no surprise that the elder demons like Qian had overlooked this. After all, they lack the Qing Ming Ling Miao divination technique that allows me to directly perceive the inner workings of these great trees. Naturally, they were unaware that each tree bore an ancient incantation of the Great Light Wheel's Demon-Defeating Spell. Without your reminder, I might never have noticed the subtle irregularity myself. Who would have thought ancient cultivators could inscribe spells directly into the very bodies of trees?" Han Li spoke calmly. "With this, however, the three silver-winged night demons can now pass through unimpeded." "Should I let them know?" Silver Moon hesitated, asking with some uncertainty. "Let them know? Why should I? The people behind—aside from the Ye family cultivators—belong to the same faction as the Tianlan Temple and Yin Luo Sect. The three beasts coming over are precisely the right move; they'll effectively hold them in check. As for why I didn't use my divine artifacts to shatter those giant trees earlier, it was simply because, with just my personal strength, it would have taken considerable effort to destroy them. Otherwise, I would have taken the initiative myself." Han Li smiled slightly. "That makes sense. Still, the Master would do well to enter the temple early and retrieve the treasures. Once the treasures are secured, with the Master's divine abilities, it will be possible to safely withdraw amidst the chaos. Then, simply hide in a secluded spot within the mountain for a few days, waiting until the crack stabilizes and heals properly, and then depart." Silver Moon added with a light smile.