Hearing Linglong's words, the尸bear hesitated slightly before finally biting his lip and agreeing. Though the blood-blade was indeed precious, the shen-creature clearly understood the trade-off when compared to the means of accessing the spiritual realm. A moment later, two mysterious yellow-tan talismans and a blood-blade half a foot long appeared in Linglong's hands. She carefully examined these items, holding the blade in one hand and gently playing with it. Only after the blood light rippled and stabilized did she feel satisfied, neatly placing them away. Then she turned to Zhilǐ and the other two, saying: "Beyond the temporary reverse-spirit channels, there are actually several naturally weak spatial nodes in the human realm that connect the two worlds. The interface energy at these locations is far weaker than elsewhere—some even lie within natural fissures between the two realms. With sufficient external force, a path to the heavens can still be established. It was precisely through the discovery of such a node between the ancient demon realm and the human realm that the ancient demon realm managed to invade the human realm." Otherwise, even if the ancient divine ancestors possessed boundless powers, they would still find it difficult to arrive at this realm easily. "Nodes!" Xiang Zhi-li murmured. The others, upon hearing this, also adopted a thoughtful expression. "Of course, with the world so vast, these nodes are not easily found. In ancient times, the elder cultivators searched far and wide and managed to locate only a dozen or so. Some of these nodes can shift positions at will, while others remain fixed in one place. Nevertheless, regardless of their nature, the spatial stability at each node is extremely poor—such that they may collapse at any moment and reform just as swiftly. Consequently, the pathways established through them are perilous, far exceeding the safety of the reverse spiritual channels. The most dangerous aspect during traversal is not the interdimensional force itself, but rather the spatial storms generated by the instability of the channels. Once caught within such a storm, even the most powerful cultivators would inevitably perish. However, this issue will be addressed by you in the future. For now, what is most urgent is to pinpoint the exact locations of these nodes! Though I still remember a few of them, after so many years, most have either faded away or collapsed completely. The new nodes will need you to discover on your own. Of course, before that, I will provide you in detail with the original locations, methods for locating them, and their specific characteristics." Linglong spoke calmly. "Then thank you, Your Grace!" Shixiong and Xiang Zhilie were delighted, each presenting a blank jade tablet to the silver-haired woman. The woman copied the materials for both and then returned them. Lin Yingshen, watching from the side, felt envious but dared not step forward to request one herself. "All right! The materials are now yours. With your experience, it should not be difficult for you to judge their authenticity. Now I must return to the Ninth Layer Space. If you don't wish to be caught in the crossfire, you'd better leave soon. I can't guarantee that the ancient demon won't make a break for it at this moment." Linglong said. Upon hearing these words, nearly dismissive of their presence, Xiang Zhi Li and Shi Xiong, after several attempts at persuasion proved futile, said nothing further and each took off in a flash of evanescent light. As for Lin Yinping, after glancing at Han Li, also remained silent and transformed into a sphere of silver light, vanishing without a word. In the span of a moment, the hall was left with only Han Li and the woman with silver hair. Han Li narrowed his eyes, gazing steadily at her without blinking, his expression cool and composed. The woman, meanwhile, kept her gaze fixed on the hall's exit, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. After a while, the silver-haired woman exhaled deeply. "These two are quite perceptive—they didn't linger to probe my spiritual presence. Now, I can finally retrieve that celestial stele." She turned to face Han Li directly. "You're certain that the object I hold is indeed the Celestial Stele?" Han Li sighed inwardly, responding calmly. "If it weren't the Celestial Stele, I'd be surprised. Don't forget, back then, part of my spirit was your artifact spirit, and I too witnessed the ancient inscriptions This time, as long as you help me recover my physical form, I no longer need the small tripod in your hands, nor do I claim the Eight-Spirit Ruler relic you currently hold. Though the Supreme Heavenly Relic is exceptionally precious, it is not among the very highest-tier treasures in the Spiritual Realm! Yet, I find it strange—there seems to be another precious item in my memory that I can't quite recall. What could it be? Have you perhaps made some subtle adjustments to my divided consciousness? As Linglong spoke these last words, her gaze suddenly grew icy cold. "Senior, are you jesting? With your powerful spiritual awareness, how could a mere Yuan-Ying stage cultivator like myself possibly interfere with anything?" Han Li's heart leaped slightly, yet he composed himself and replied calmly. "Hmph! Stop pretending ignorance. Your agreement with the artifact's spirit remains unbroken. Moreover, I have a clear memory of an event involving you that appears to be sealed—certainly linked to another treasure you possess. I'm genuinely curious—what is this particular treasure, so significant in your eyes that it even surpasses the Xutian Tripod?" The silver-haired woman sneered, fixing韩立 with a disapproving gaze. "Do you know what? Does that mean you intend to capture me once again and press me for more details?"韩立's face grew pale. Suddenly, the humanoid automaton swayed slightly and stood beside him, a faint silver glow radiating from its form.韓立 had already made up his mind. If this woman truly wished to press further on the matter of that small vial, he might have to activate the spirit of the artifact to see if he could forcibly awaken the Silver Moon. Yet it was more likely that even before the Silver Moon awoke, he would already be subdued by her. After all, a Stage of Transformation into Immortality was something he simply couldn't match at present. He might be taken in just a few moves—this, even if the woman were restrained and hesitant to harm him. Upon hearing韓立's defiant question, the silver-haired woman's expression grew colder, her elegant brows gradually arched upward, and a palpable aura of hostility began to emanate from her forehead. Han Li watched the woman with cautious attention. His hands, folded within his sleeve, one grasping the Three-Flame Fan, the other subtly forming a series of hand seals. At the same time, a faint bow seemed to emerge from the woman's hand, as if materializing from within the figure of the humanoid automaton. "When I confirmed that the current Linglong was indeed under the guidance of the Yin Yue divine consciousness, Han Li was overjoyed and felt a great relief. 'Though I have regained control, my divine consciousness is still far weaker than Long Meng's. As long as she rests for a while, or if this divine body sustains further damage, she will easily reclaim control. Fortunately, although she did notice the matter of the memory seal, she did not pursue it deeply. Otherwise, this rather simple sealing method would not withstand a serious attempt to break it. If the Master truly wishes to keep the secret of the small vial from being revealed, he must employ the Sealing the Spirit technique on me. With my cooperation, this sealing art will only affect a single point related to the small vial—ensuring complete security. Unless either of us meets a tragic end or our spirit-being status is formally dissolved, this arrangement should remain unshaken even in the spiritual realm.' Yin Yue spoke with seriousness. 'We can only proceed this way. However, once you regain control of the body, will you truly be able to return to the spiritual realm?' The joy on Han Li's face gradually faded, and he asked in a low tone, without mentioning why this woman had volunteered to assist. "I have no choice but to return to the Spirit Realm; otherwise, Ling Meng alone cannot summon the Reverse Spirit Channel. Ling Meng, I, and Ling Long are mutually dependent—should one of us be damaged, the other will suffer as well. As for my spirit vessel status, I can only truly free myself through a secret technique once you too have reached the Flying Blade Spirit Realm." A subtle expression of surprise flickered in Yin Yue's bright eyes as she acknowledged this. For a moment, Han Li remained silent. "Master, please cast your spell first. Otherwise, we won't have enough time. Then I will use the Break-Bound Seal to pierce through this barrier, bind that person with my Blood Blade, and while you take the opportunity to enter and awaken the Heavenly Crystal Stele. As long as I can temporarily contain the magical energy, I will employ my Soul Devouring Technique to forcibly return to my original body. Once I consume the divine emanation of Yuan Sha's ancestral spirit, everything will be settled." Yin Yue finally spoke slowly. "Very well. I will first set up a temporary Han Li nodded, then flipped his palm, and instantly a stack of legal banners appeared in his hands. One by one, he launched them out, and as they flashed, they vanished into the surrounding space. A layer of shimmering green light instantly emerged, shielding half of the hall. Yin Yue remained silent, seated in place. Han Li moved slightly, settling cross-legged across from her. Gazing at her exquisite features, he calmly said, "I'm about to begin my spell. Please be careful." As he uttered the reminder, he pressed his palms together, and points of green light began to emerge from his body, accompanied by ancient incantations. A moment later, the green light became bright and intense, completely enveloping both of them, making it impossible to see anything clearly. After a prolonged period, the incantations ceased abruptly, and a soft exhalation from Yin Yue was heard. Then the light gradually faded. Their forms reappeared. The graceful figure now rested one hand on her forehead, a faint expression of discomfort visible on her delicate face. "Are you all right?" Han Li's eyes flickered with concern as he hurried to ask. "Don't worry, the secret technique has been a complete success. Even if Long Meng regains control, she won't be able to lift this seal. We should act now—let's go! I don't know when Long Meng will awaken again. Better secure us and enter the ninth layer." The silver-haired woman shook her head, her expression gradually steadying, and then smiled warmly at Han Li. For a moment, her smile seemed like a newly bloomed peony—delicate and vividly radiant. Han Li gazed at her, confirming that Silver Moon was truly unharmed, before hesitating slightly and finally nodding. The two then rose. With a gesture of her hand, the silver-haired woman sent a yellow scroll hurtling toward the void. As it soared through the air, a flash of light burst forth, and instantly, a transparent spatial barrier materialized in the sky. (Second update!