"Will you answer me?" the silver-haired woman pointed with her finger, halting the circular disk before her. "As a member of the immortal race, you must have little connection to the Three Emperors of humanity. Back then, the Seven Great Dragon Kings repeatedly launched joint assaults into our ancient magical realm, wiping out countless members of my sacred lineage. Since you've now become linked to several of them, I need not extend any courtesy to Old Master Ao Xiao—merely eliminate you outright will suffice." The magical statue spoke with fierce determination, then rubbed its palms together, sending a surge of ethereal pressure radiating outward in all directions. At the same time, the previously indistinct form of the statue instantly became clear. Crystalline beams shot forth from the statue's hands, not aimed directly at the silver-haired woman, but instead spiraling and winding around its own body. In a flash, the statue transformed from a dense black mist into a towering, luminous giant, yet its eyes still glowed with an imposing purple radiance. "Don't think that a reversed star chart will truly allow you to boast before the Holy Ancestor. I'll see if you're truly capable of withstanding my strike." The giant's voice was sharp and resonant. With a single hand raised, a shimmer of crystal light flowed across his palm, as though something were about to burst forth. He had already depleted his original True Demon Qi by crystallizing his body with divine consciousness moments ago. Now, with the final supply of Demon Qi severed, what would happen next—he surely knew well. Immediately, a loud cry erupted from his mouth, and as he raised his hand, a beam of light flashed, launching a crystalline pillar of bowl-thick diameter. However, before the pillar could fully emerge, the Yuansha Sage Ancestor roared in protest, and the crystallized body he had formed began to shatter piece by piece. Without the physical support of his body, the divine consciousness within instantly dispersed, vanishing completely from the world. The half-formed pillar then swiftly arrived before the silver-haired woman. But having anticipated this, she swiftly raised her hand and struck a silver spell upon the circular disk before her. Instantly, the disk expanded to a diameter of several zhang, and stars flashed wildly. The half-crystalline pillar was then drawn in and absorbed. Yet clearly this assault was truly extraordinary; though only an incomplete strike, it still caused the inverted star-disk to hum and tremble, then recoil backward. Linglong's expression changed instantly, clearly surprised by the development. Without hesitation, she raised her hand and with a flash of silvery light, gently tapped the back of the flying disk. But the disk merely paused briefly before immediately radiating a brilliant glow, and the half-crystal pillar unexpectedly flashed out from its back, striking hard against Linglong's abdomen. The silver-haired woman had not anticipated such a development; startled, her body shimmered with silver light, yet the crystal pillar passed straight through her without any resistance. Linglong emitted a low gasp, staggered slightly, her face filled with pain, yet immediately used her single hand to flash with silver light, pressing firmly on the wound—making it impossible to discern the full extent of her injury. Originally, this female figure had been formed by a powerful spiritual awareness, making her immune to ordinary attacks. Yet the crystal pillar just now had been forged from an even stronger spiritual essence, so it was no surprise that it sustained heavy damage. The dazzling sequence of events that unfolded, however, left everyone stunned. When the Xuanqing disciple and others saw the magical statue finally defeated, they were overjoyed. Yet the black-armored woman, who had manifested as a separate entity from the Yuansha Sage, found it hard to believe what had just happened. Her carefully summoned original spiritual awareness had been effortlessly shattered. And though the stone pillars were exceptionally resilient, no one had attacked them—how could they have failed? Full of shock and anger, she had a host of questions. But upon glancing at the bases of the fallen pillars, her expression changed abruptly. Suddenly, she raised one hand and reached into the air, palm facing one of the seemingly undamaged pillars. With a thunderous roar, the pillar surged upward and then crashed down heavily upon the ground. Xuanqingzi and the others, seeing the black-armored woman's unusual actions, turned to look as well. They observed that the portion of the stone pillar protruding from the ground was uneven and pitted, clearly having been torn off with force, as though bitten through by something fierce. The black-armored woman's face remained as still as water. She then struck the ground with a powerful punch at a specific spot. A thunderous roar erupted, and suddenly, a deep pit several zhang in depth appeared amidst the explosion. Among the scattered fragments of stone, golden glimmers were visible, shooting outward in scattered rays. With her other hand, she gently pressed the air toward that spot, and a golden beam changed direction, easily being caught in her grasp. She glanced at the shining, golden insect and exclaimed its name in surprise. "The Golden-Biting Insect! You've concealed such insects beneath the ground all along." The black-armored woman suddenly turned sharply, her eyes blazing, fixing them on Linglong, who stood slightly pale at a distance. The silver-haired woman sneered, drawing her silver glow back as she lifted her hand, only to find the hole where it had pierced her abdomen completely gone. "The Inverse Star Disk! Perhaps it is indeed the legendary artifact capable of transcending realms and offsetting most boundary energies." Xuan Qingzi's gaze never wavered from the circular disk, and suddenly spoke. "Xuan Qingzi, what exactly do you mean by that? Are you now daring to harbor such illusions?" Before the thousand-year-old corpse bear, a floating blade of blood-colored light hovered, yet he spoke with a solemn, eerie tone. "Hah! Bear Brother, you're jesting. As long as this monster remains unvanquished, how could we possibly undertake such a venture? Our foremost concern is still this very monster. By summoning our full divine consciousness earlier, we must have drained considerable magical energy from it. Now that the spell array has been shattered, this is precisely the ideal moment to strike and eliminate it. My esteemed colleagues, let us all join hands and act together," said the Seventh Perfection Master, chuckling, then shifting his gaze to the black-armored woman. Upon hearing this, the black-armored woman manifesting from Yuan Sha's sacred ancestor suddenly chuckled coldly. "What's so amusing about you, demon? Now that the sacred ancestor has departed this realm, do you truly believe you can still oppose us?" Xuan Qingzi's expression darkened, and she shouted loudly. "Hah! If you truly hold such thoughts, you would have already launched an attack against our ancestor—instead, you're merely making a fuss. Even now, though my situation is dire, how much better can you be? Not only have your treasures been completely destroyed, but even your own spiritual power has dwindled to almost nothing. And do you really think that merely damaging a few pillars renders this array useless?" The black-armored woman spoke with an odd tone, then suddenly shifted her form, appearing mysteriously before the stone stele. With a swift motion of her fingers, she pressed her palm firmly onto the Dragon Seal embedded within the stele. The once calm stele, having regained tranquility after the pillars were damaged, flashed with a subtle black glow and resumed its gentle tremor. Almost at the same time, a surge of magical wind erupted at the sites of the shattered pillars, and several black columns rose suddenly from beneath the ground. The inner hum of these columns grew intense, causing the other pillars to glow with renewed luminosity. The entire spell array seemed poised to restart. "Unfortunate! Quickly stop this magic!" Xu Qingzi saw the scene and his expression turned grave. Without hesitation, he swiftly swung his Tian A Divine Sword, sending out a series of deep yellow sword energies that slashed straight toward the altar, while simultaneously activating his flight spell and rushing toward it. Shi Xiong and Qi Miao Master did not delay either, launching a cascade of blood-colored light and seven glowing orbs that surged forward in unison. Gui Ling raised her massive axe, sending forth a series of silvery glimmers, each as wide as a carriage wheel, that shot out in all directions. Even Lin Yinping, with a gentle flick of her sleeves, transformed her pair of crescent-shaped red blades into two streaks of blazing light, cutting toward the once-massacred figures—those who had seemingly been slaughtered by the magical beings summoned by the black-armored woman moments before. Now, all the cultivators rallied together, united in their fear that this demon would break its seal and, drawing upon its true synergy, summon yet another terrifying entity. The experience of being helpless, utterly at the mercy of others—of having no chance to defend themselves—was one that no cultivator wished to endure a second time. The silver-haired woman, though unsure of how much memory she retained from the Silver Moon, had surely become a stranger to him. Han Li naturally remained on high alert. "Why? Naturally, I'll make use of the celestial beast's duplicate residing within this cauldron. That celestial beast is a well-known figure in the spiritual realm. Its duplicate serves perfectly as my temporary body—otherwise, with my current spiritual form and human frame, I'd be at a distinct disadvantage in competing against my silver wolf form." The silver-haired woman glanced casually at Xuan Qingzi and the others, speaking with a composed, detached tone. "No!" This surprised the delicate immortal maiden greatly. With a single flash of his gaze, Han Li firmly rejected the proposal. "What?!" The silver-haired woman's eyes grew icy, her expression suddenly sharp with urgency. "Since the original divine consciousness of the Yuan Sha Saint has already departed, I can't see the point in making such an extra effort." Han Li stared directly at her, responding with straightforward, unyielding clarity. "Do you intend to die?" "Linɡlónɡ grew furious upon hearing Han Li's words, yet burst into laughter. Raising her delicate jade fingers, a crystal glow of an inch in length sprang forth from her fingertips, pulsing and shimmering, as if ready to shoot out at any moment. At that very instant, a sharp, piercing roar suddenly erupted from the direction of the altar, and as the magical aura surged and rolled, a massive demon with three heads and six arms gradually took form."