On hearing Han Li's words, Xiang Zhilǐ was momentarily stunned, but shook his head and said, "Indeed! There is a backup spell array in place. However, this artifact differs from the Huá Lóng Xià. Since ancient times, it has gone missing, reportedly hidden somewhere unexpected within this mountain. Only the descendants of the other branch of Kunwú's three elders know its whereabouts. Yet that branch has long since vanished—no trace of them remains. Where should we even look?" "Another branch of descendants! Hmph, so it seems the three elders have been truly cautious." Linglong hummed, immediately grasping the intent of the Kunwú elders. Lin Yinping and Shi Xiong, however, both looked concerned. Han Li also frowned, but casually added, "What kind of artifact is the other one? Is it also a similar seal?" "Not exactly. It's a stone tablet known as the Tianjing Bi. With this tablet, the backup spell array can be summoned." Xiang Zhilǐ replied casually. "The Tianjing Bi!" Han Li's face remained unchanged, yet a sudden shock surged through him as he immediately recalled the object he had received at the mountain gate—the ancient characters on it were precisely the name he now recognized. At the same time, he sensed a gaze sweeping over him, as if Linglong had glanced at him casually. Han Li's heart skipped a beat. "There's truly no choice but to leave here now. That monster won't breach this space within a few days. In the meantime, I'll gather all the cultivators from the southern regions, set up several large arrays, and temporarily seal the Kunwu Mountain once again. Then I'll invite the entire Da Jin sect to assemble here. For now, the monster is still alone. Even after absorbing the magical qi and gaining greater power, it will surely be vanquished by the combined efforts of thousands of cultivators. As for the true magical qi—being immovable—our only option is to designate a radius of several thousand li as a restricted zone, and gradually address them from there." "The Master of the Cultivational Stage of Divine Spirit is indeed a refined figure—only a few words, and he has already proposed a viable solution. 'Your statement is most insightful,' said the guest. 'Then let us proceed as such. I will return to the Ten-Thousand-Myriad-Beast Valley to report this matter to the Valley Master. This is no mere affair of human cultivators. Our beast clan will also send aid to support you.' The corpse bear exhaled deeply, speaking with sincere earnestness. 'Ah! If your valley comes to our aid, our chances of success will surely improve significantly. Especially your Valley Master, whose name I have long admired since I began my cultivation journey. I have visited several times, yet have never had the opportunity to meet him personally. It seems he has been in seclusion for a long time!' The guest expressed great delight. Upon hearing this, the ten-thousand-year-old corpse bear chuckled lightly, hesitating to respond immediately. Yet, after a subtle shift of his gaze, he suddenly turned to Linglong, bowing respectfully and said: 'Linglong, Consort! The Valley Master is someone your late consort once knew. He is...' At this point, the bear silently transmitted his Linglong had originally maintained a calm demeanor, but after listening to a few sentences, her expression shifted, and a look of surprise flickered in her eyes. "It's him! I didn't know how he knew I was sealed beneath the Tower of Demonic Pacification!" Linglong murmured softly, as though recalling a long-forgotten memory, her brows now carrying a touch of melancholy. "Since the Princess now knows our valley master's identity, why not stay with me at our Wàn Yāo Valley for a while? Our valley is home to countless rare birds and beasts—there are enough to allow the Princess to choose a suitable body." The corpse bear spoke sincerely. "I have no interest in going to Wàn Yāo Valley, nor will I leave Kunwu Mountain. I'll return to the space I was just in shortly." The silver-haired lady spoke so clearly that everyone almost thought they had misheard. "The Princess is returning, how can that be?" exclaimed the thousand-year-old corpse bear. "Indeed, but I'm not going alone. This person's divine protection lightning proves useful to me. He will accompany me back." Linglong glanced at Han Li, then lightly tapped her finger. Han Li's expression stirred slightly, but soon settled into composure. "Senior Linglong, are you jesting? Why must you take such risks?" Xiang Zhi-li stared at Han Li in surprise, equally reluctant to see this young lady face another peril. "I am different from you all. I originally descended to this realm in true physical form from the Spiritual Realm. Even if my cultivation eventually reaches the late Stage of Transformation, I will never be able to achieve a second ascension on my own. The only way to return to the Spiritual Realm is to recover my true body and then journey back directly through the reverse Spiritual Channel. This time, I will prepare the innate divine technique of our Silver Wolf Clan. As long as I can get close enough to this demon, I believe I have a fifty-fifty chance of reclaiming my body." Linglong said coldly. "Well... perhaps the Princess should reconsider this further!" The ancient corpse bear, hesitating, appeared deeply troubled. Xiang Zhi-li also quickly stepped in to urge her. The silver-haired woman gently curled her slender, jade-like fingers around her shoulder, her lips curling with a touch of scorn. "I know you want to learn where the Inverse Spirit Passage leads. Perhaps you're afraid that if I go, I'll carry it with me and extinguish your hopes entirely!" Upon hearing this, the Shishiren blushed slightly, while Xiang ZhiLi remained composed, his expressions unchanged, his constant stream of "misunderstandings" revealing nothing about his true thoughts. "Alright. No matter what you think. Back then, many humans and immortals passed through this passage to reach the mortal realm, but truly knowing its details—few, if any, came away with such knowledge. The Inverse Spirit Passage in the Spirit Realm isn't something ordinary cultivators can easily access. In truth, the Inverse Spirit Passage doesn't exist at all—it has no precise location." Xiang ZhiLi's calm words left both Shishiren and Xiang ZhiLi momentarily stunned. Han Li's eyes flashed several times, as if attentively listening to the words of the people before him, yet his awareness quietly slipped into his storage bag, silently checking the celestial crystal stele. Meanwhile, Lin Yinping was genuinely captivated by the secret of the reverse spirit channel, listening intently. "Doesn't it truly exist? What does this mean?" Xiang Zhili had a faint intuition, yet still asked with serious concern. "It's simple. The reverse spirit channel is merely a temporary passage established by our spiritual realm, harnessing the power of heaven and earth. In fact, after we sent those people and immortals to the human realm, the channel ceased to exist long ago," Linglong said coldly. "It's impossible! If that were true, then after the ancient great war, how could people have returned to our spiritual realm? Without the reverse spirit channel, how could they have accomplished that?" Shi Xiong was utterly unconvinced and urgently asked. "Did you forget that when the ancient demonic realm first launched its invasion of the human realm, how the ancient cultivators of the human realm contacted our spiritual realm to request aid?" "Linglong remained composed, saying, 'The Transmission Incense!' Lin Zhilǐ furrowed his brow. 'Indeed, when those people evacuated, they naturally re-ignited this incense to notify the spiritual realm and reopened the channel once more. As for whether you still possess this incense today—let alone if you do—would the spiritual realm even reopen the channel for just a few of you? After all, each time the reverse spiritual channel is opened, the consumption of top-tier spiritual stones is so great that even if you and our phoenix clan unite, you'd find it hard to keep up.'" Linglong's words nearly shattered Shi Xiong's last hope. "Then, once the princess returned to her physical form, how will you return to the spiritual realm?" Lin Zhilǐ seized the key point, asking calmly. "As the consort of the Tiankui Wolf King and the eldest princess of the Yin Yue Wolf Clan, I am naturally distinct from ordinary lower-world cultivators and immortals. My true body and spiritual awareness have both been imbued with the reverse star disk seal. As long as I can return to my physical form and activate the power of this seal, everything will be well." Even though separated by one realm, the senior elders of my clan have set up a special spell array that would immediately activate the full power of the Inverse Star Disk, forcibly establishing a small inverse spiritual channel to bring me back. However, this channel can only accommodate me personally—anyone else wishing to pass through would have their imprint fail, causing the channel's energy to shatter them instantly. Had it not been for the sudden intrusion of the Yuansha Sage's divine consciousness into my body, forcing my spirit to separate, I could have returned to the Spirit Realm long ago. I would never have remained here this long! Linglong said with clear irritation. At this moment, Han Li felt his alertness surge, and he subtly stepped back a few paces. He had no idea what kind of madness the ones whose dreams had shattered might unleash. "Could it be that, aside from advancing to the late Stage of Spiritual Transformation, there is truly no other way to ascend to the Immortal Realm? As the Queen Consort should know, the celestial and terrestrial spiritual energies in our human realm are currently in a dire state. The possibility of reaching the late stage of cultivation is nearly nonexistent." The尸bear sighed deeply, with a final, fading hope, turning to the silver-haired woman. "Of course not. Besides the reverse spiritual pathways that our human realm can open, there is another method by which you can enter the Immortal Realm. However, this method is only theoretically viable—throughout history, only a few have actually succeeded, making it a path of nearly certain death. Will you still listen?" Glistening with earnestness, the delicate woman, Linglong, smiled lightly, her grace and charm suddenly radiating with an alluring elegance. Han Li, who had been quietly observing from the side, felt his mouth dry and his throat parched, startled into immediately activating the Daxian Decision to steady his mind. He was deeply startled within. "Of course I'll listen—no matter how dangerous it may be, it's still far better than just sitting idle here in this human realm!" With renewed spirit, Xiang ZhiLi quickly interjected. The ancient corpse bear nodded vigorously in agreement. "I can certainly tell you the details, but as a condition—I need to borrow one item from each of you. To aid me in reclaiming my body!" The silver-haired woman flashed a sly smile. "Loan items?" Xiang ZhiLi and the ancient corpse bear both blinked in surprise. "Indeed," said Linglong with a cheerful smile, "the blood-blade resembling the mythical dragon blade, and the two Break-Realm Seals still remaining with Xiang Daojun!" (First update!)