Seeing the two shapeshifted beasts before him, looming like a fearsome predator, intent on treating him as mere food, although he was certain to eliminate them, the effort required—wasting magical energy with no tangible gain—left him with little enthusiasm to engage. At once, he remained silent, pressing his palms together in a series of gestures; a rumbling thunder sound erupted behind him, and suddenly, a pair of silvery-white feathered wings materialized from his back. A flash of silver, and his form seemed to vanish from the spot in an eerie manner. He had decided to simply pass by the two beasts, avoiding any confrontation. This sudden move left the two beasts momentarily stunned, though the three-eyed, ninth-level beast reacted swiftly, shouting sharply, "Where do you intend to go?" As he spoke, his head slightly blurred, then unexpectedly rotated 180 degrees, his face now facing backward. Simultaneously, the third black eye located between his brows emitted a brilliant black glow, and a streak of black light shot forth, vanishing instantly. A loud, resonant boom. The black light, displaying an inexplicable and mysterious power, struck twenty paces behind the two demons and instantly exploded there. Amidst the flashing black radiance, Han Li was suddenly jolted, his flight spell shattered, and he stumbled out of the void, reappearing with a startled expression. Though he had just timeously raised a small silver shield before him, deflecting the explosive force, he still looked rather dusty and disheveled. After suffering a minor setback, Han Li's killing intent grew significantly. As soon as these words were spoken, a flash of silver appeared behind the green-eyed, long-eared beast, and a faint green silhouette materialized, then a bright silver arm plunged straight into the creature's back. At that very moment, the third of the three eyes on the three-eyed beast flashed with an unusual light, as if sensing something, and immediately turned its head, roaring loudly while raising his hand—launching a pale yellow circular ring that shot directly toward the faint green silhouette. Han Li emitted a cold snort, shook his sleeves, and thirty-six golden small swords, humming softly, surged forth like fish in water, forming dozens of golden beams several feet long that swept toward the three-eyed beast. With his other hand, he flicked his yellow demigod staff, which then detached and expanded into several zhang in length, emitting an odd whistling sound as it sped forward. At the very moment when the flying sword and the demigod staff were launched, Han Li opened his mouth and expelled a ball of purple flame the size of a clenched fist. The Taiyin Fire Crow perched on his shoulder remained silent, folding its wings and transforming into a glowing red orb, which then shot forth. However, these latter two movements were light and slow, far less dynamic and impressive than the swift, powerful advance of the flying sword and the demigod staff. Han Li's initial actions were all directed at that three-eyed monster. Upon witnessing this scene, the beast turned around and was instantly struck with alarm. As a native of the Ten-Thousand-Beasts Valley, it had long engaged in fierce competitions and conflicts with other beasts, possessing far greater experience and combat prowess than human cultivators of the same level. Though it had not yet personally faced Han Li's attacks, the sheer brilliance of the thirty flying swords and demigod staff—manifesting as dazzling spiritual light—clearly indicated that these two were truly exceptional. At that very moment, the demon paid no further attention to the other eight-tiered beast, and with a single palm strike against his waist, a deep yellow shock-arc suddenly shot forth from his body, reaching over ten zhang in length. It flashed swiftly and immediately met the dozens of golden flying swords advancing from the opposite side. A violent explosion of energy erupted between the two, the shock-arc dazzling and brilliant, yet it managed to withstand all the golden swords single-handedly, holding its own without showing any sign of retreat. Han Li was momentarily taken aback. Yet just then, the massive magic staff swept past with a flash of sword-like light and reached the head of the three-eyed beast, crashing down with the force of a small mountain. The three-eyed beast remained motionless, his face as calm as still water. A thunderous roar burst from his mouth, and his garments crumbled into fragments, revealing a sleek, steel-like dark green and black body. With a slight flick of his arms, they instantly transformed into two massive, sturdy clamps, each measuring over a zhang in length. As the arms crossed, they directly clamped onto the magic staff. A thunderous roar echoed through the heavens, black and yellow light intertwining and flashing. The beast truly managed, relying solely on its physical strength, to clamp down on the descending demigod staff, preventing it from falling. Though the staff was a renowned artifact of one of the Three Elders of Kunwu, Han Li, due to the limitations of his cultivation technique, could not unleash its full power. Yet even so, the beast trembled visibly, its towering form suddenly shortening by one-third. Within, the beast was deeply startled. It was a rare, wild creature of ancient lineage, known to few, born with a third, unique eye atop its head, and from the moment it hatched, it possessed immense strength capable of tearing through tigers and leopards. As it advanced in cultivation, this innate strength deepened and strengthened, reaching a point where even the weight of several thousand catties pressed upon it seemed to fall without effect. Yet now, under the impact of the demigod staff, its arms felt numb and strained, making it feel utterly overwhelmed. How could such a development not stir profound astonishment within it? But at that moment, a piercing, agonizing cry rang out from beside them, causing the spirit beast to feel a deep sense of concern and swiftly turning to look. To their surprise, the large, ear-long, green-eyed monster had already rolled its massive head down to the ground, while beside the now-headless body, a slender, translucent black blade hovered in the air, spinning gently and emitting a faint shimmer of dark light. The figure of the green-robed humanoid had vanished completely, as though never there. But as the silver light flashed, the greenish figure suddenly emerged from the void below, blocking the way. Startled, the spirit of the beast immediately attempted to turn and flee—but it was too late. The green figure slowly extended one hand and, without effort, caught the green flame within it. Then, with unwavering determination, he rubbed his palms together, and as the silver light danced, the spirit of the beast was transformed into a stream of pale mist. Everything seemed slow in motion, yet it unfolded in a matter of moments—precisely what the three-eyed beast observed. At that very instant, the green figure turned and glanced back at the three-eyed beast. A flash of silver light rippled around him, and both his form and the magic marrow blade floating beside him vanished completely. The beast's face turned pale, finally revealing genuine alarm. With this spirit of the demon's keen perception, he naturally immediately recognized the terrifying nature of the humanoid automaton and the black flying dagger. Though he didn't know the other figure was merely an automaton himself, he still felt certain that he was no match for Han Li and his companion, and thus, regretting deeply, he retreated with a broad, open stance. Yet at this very moment, his third set of eyes flashed with unusual brilliance, urgently seeking to locate the humanoid automaton. At that instant, the fire orb formed from the purple lotus flame and the fire cluster formed from the celestial shade flame gently drifted in from either side. The nine-tiered demon, fully absorbed in his spellcasting, merely glanced at the two fire orbs, finding them somewhat unusual but not particularly alarming. He casually opened his mouth and expelled two streams of yellow demonic energy, directly aiming them at the two orbs. This momentary lapse in judgment cost him the initiative. When the demon's face lit up with a sudden expression of joy and all three of his eyes simultaneously fixed upon a specific point in the void, the two fire orbs burst simultaneously. "Boom! Boom!" The purple flame seemed like a wildfire, its radiant glow suddenly condensing into a towering column over ten zhang high, swiftly drawing the lingering spirit of the beast into its embrace. The column then roared forward, bearing the fierce cold radiating from its core, causing the space around to crackle with a series of sharp "crack" sounds. Layer upon layer of exceptionally clear, crystalline ice rapidly formed in the void and surged rapidly toward the three-eyed beast, as if intent on sealing off the entire surrounding area. Meanwhile, the crimson orb of fire, after bursting, transformed into the form of a fire raven. Though its body had grown to the size of a foot, it opened its beak and instantly swallowed the spirit of the beast before it. Then, with a spread of its wings, it plunged completely into the adjacent purple flame column, vanishing entirely as it utilized the technique of fire travel. The three-eyed beast, upon sensing the extreme cold of Ziluo Ji Huo, instantly turned pale. In a moment of panic, it opened its mouth without hesitation and expelled countless yellow light spots—dense and endless, as if never ending. These spots quickly rolled and transformed into small, peculiar, monstrous insects, each about the size of a thumb. Their upper bodies resembled centipedes, while their lower bodies resembled scorpions, with a pale yellow hue and fierce, intimidating appearances. As soon as these fierce insects surged forth, they exhaled thick, sour vapors, which within moments coalesced into dense yellow misty clouds, directly facing the fiery column, attempting to temporarily shield themselves against the onslaught. Meanwhile, the nine-tiered beast itself shimmered with black aura, its arms thickening gradually as it slowly raised them, striving to push the demigod staff from its head and then swiftly retreating. At this point, the three-eyed beast had completely abandoned any intention of confronting Han Li, merely focused on survival and escape. As soon as the yellow mist came into contact with the purple flame, the mist immediately showed signs of strain, and parts of it transformed into exceptionally translucent particles, drifting down from the sky. Yet the countless strange insects trailing behind continued to emit a steady stream of sour breath, managing to delay the approach of the flame column. At this moment, a sharp cry resonated within the purple flame column, which then surged and coalesced, transforming into a colossal raven, measuring over ten tens of zhang in height, with purple flame feathers and crimson eyes. (Second chapter!