At this moment, the old demon finally saw clearly—the black wind originally wrapping him was precisely at the location where his former broken arm had once been. He had not sensed it at all beforehand. Naturally, this caused the old demon both astonishment and fury. With the other arm, he immediately struck the red shield that had fallen, causing it to leap upward and instantly transform into a shimmering red light curtain, enclosing him within. At the same time, his spiritual awareness surged outward, and his eyes frantically searched for Han Li's whereabouts. Just then, a white filament shot forth once more from十余 feet behind the old demon in the void, spiraled slightly, paused momentarily, and then solidified into a human figure—none other than Han Li himself. Observing himself carefully, Han Li gently fluttered his wings behind him, still holding the purple light blade in his hands. "Though the Wind Nine Transformations are powerful, they place a heavy burden on the body. Even with my third layer of Ming Wang Technique, I find myself utterly strained after just one application." Han Li suddenly murmured in a low, steady tone. "This is entirely natural. The technique was originally established in conjunction with our avian immortal cultivators. Though you are a human and have the Wind and Thunder Wings to assist you, you still cannot truly maneuver freely when employing this form. When you force yourself to use it, your body bears a significantly greater burden than that of ordinary avian immortals. With the Third Level of Ming Wang Decision, you may only manage a few applications—perhaps two or three. Beyond that, if you continue to push yourself into a state of peak speed, your entire body will eventually collapse. If you wish to use this technique at will, you'll need to further refine the Ming Wang Decision to the next level." In Han Li's ear, the child's voice remained indifferent. "Ah, now I understand! During my training in the sealed chamber, I did use this technique several times, but due to the spatial limitations, I never realized how much physical strain it required over such a long distance." Han Li sighed, then raised his hand, and the purple blade dissolved into light. This time, the child merely chuckled, saying nothing further. As soon as Han Li materialized, the old demon immediately noticed his presence. However, since the child, who had transformed into a tianlan beast, was using a method of transmitting voice, Han Li's words reached him only faintly. From a distance, he naturally assumed that Han Li was merely talking to himself. Thus, the old demon's eyes flickered with surprise, and suddenly struck his single arm against a spirit-beast pouch at his waist. Instantly, a surge of black light flashed, revealing a monstrous, double-headed black serpent. Though the serpent was not particularly large—only about three zhang in length—the triangular heads and the green mist it exhaled from its mouth clearly indicated its extreme toxicity. Then, the old demon opened his mouth and emitted a cluster of black light, which formed a glowing orb. As this orb spun around, it revealed a slender, white banner several inches long. Under the old demon's incantations, the banner swelled rapidly in the wind, and within moments grew into a towering, white, one-zhang-high banner. Upon seeing the banner's appearance, Han Li could not help but stand speechless. This banner is entirely crafted from human bones, its surface dark and misty, with some gray-white runes faintly visible. At its apex, three skull heads of varying sizes are embedded. As soon as they appear, their fangs begin to clatter violently, emitting a chilling, bone-rattling laughter that sends a deep unease through the audience, causing their blood to surge and their spirits to tremble. The old demon roared softly, pressing his palm against the bone banner! Immediately, the three skulls quivered, spewing out dark mist, and in a single motion, sucked the half-arm floating beneath the old demon's feet into their mouths, devouring it with frantic urgency—within moments, the arm was completely consumed. Then, the three skulls flashed with a surge of crimson light, each growing in size by a considerable amount. As a result, the astonishment on the faces of the six paths of the Supreme Saints subsided considerably, and their gaze grew steadily darker, fixed firmly upon Han Li. It seems the old demon is fully alert! He understands that Han Li's previously demonstrated, eerie fusion of wind and thunder, enabling him to move with astonishing speed, will leave him no chance to escape. Should Han Why not go for a full-scale, all-or-nothing effort—perhaps even securing a glimmer of hope in the process? For that reason, he was not hesitant to reveal his other prized possession, one he had never before shown to anyone. Han Li frowned slightly upon seeing this. Though he had never personally witnessed this artifact, the astonishing阴气 emanating from the banner gave him no room to underestimate it. At that very moment, however, Han Li heard a surprised voice from the child. "The Three Divine White Bone Banner? Unbelievable—how come there are people in your realm who have crafted such a strange and esoteric item!" "Have you, Tian Lan, any familiarity with this artifact?" Han Li asked curiously. "In our spiritual realm, this banner is quite renowned—it ranks among the Seven Evil Artifacts. Of course, the one across from us seems to have only captured the surface aspects of its crafting; its power falls far short—by a vast margin—compared to the true Three Divine White Bone Banner. Yet the process of creating it is exceptionally bloody. Almost every human or beast who attempts to craft it meets a tragic end." Though its power isn't particularly impressive, the elixir must have cost the lives of many cultivators as well. The attendant chuckled, praising the bone banner's strength greatly, yet expressing clear apprehension about the craftsmanship of this artifact. "Ah, now I understand! Indeed, no wonder he's the foremost demonic cultivator of the Chaotic Star Sea—such a fearless and capable one. Given that this is such a significant and ancient demonic relic, let's first test its true power." Han Li was somewhat surprised, yet emitted a cold laugh, reaching into his waistband with one hand, then lifting it high. A dark jade vial was launched forth. As it spun in midair, it rotated until the mouth faced downward, and the lid opened on its own. Immediately, a stream of gray-white, ethereal qi surged out, and five pale, skeletal human forms slowly materialized. These were precisely the five demonic disciples Han Li had previously subdued. As soon as the five demons appeared, Han Li swiftly activated his spell. At once, the five skeletons tumbled to the ground and, in a moment, transformed into five ghost heads the size of wheels, each crowned with strange horns, green-faced and toothed, charging straight toward the bone banners on the opposite side. "Five Ghosts of Harmonious Unity!" As one of the Six Supreme Saints, the foremost master of magic in the Star Sea, he had seen much and, upon seeing the five ghosts, instantly recognized their origin, exclaiming aloud. He didn't know that the five ghosts had been forcibly taken from others by Han Li; he simply assumed they were personally cultivated by the opposing party. As for the method of cultivation of the five ghosts, it was no better than his own—naturally, he regarded Han Li as a fellow merciless master of magic. His heart sank immediately. This man was already so difficult to handle; now he also mastered magical techniques. Was it truly hopeless this time? Yet, as the five ghosts surged forward, he could only grit his teeth and suddenly surge the massive banner before him. The bone banner trembled violently. From the three skulls atop the banner, a strange laugh erupted, and then a wide mouth opened, spewing out vast streams of dark Meanwhile, the five ghost-headed figures opened their mouths, and a surge of vivid green阴fire erupted forth. The black mist and green magical flames roiled and surged, bursting continuously. Yet at the very next moment, the old demon's facial muscles twitched slightly. As soon as contact was made, the green shadow-fire gained the upper hand, pressing the black mist back steadily. The six celestial saints within their hearts groaned in growing concern. According to their knowledge, the power of the Five-Hearted Spirit Demon, though considerable, typically only reached the level of a late Dan stage cultivator. Yet these five ghost heads clearly possessed far greater capabilities—already overpowering the three primary ghost heads on the great banner, who were at the initial Yuan-Ying stage. Nevertheless, the true strength of the treasures and artifacts largely depended on the cultivator's internal power and skill in command. The old demon gritted his teeth, then pressed his palm to form a seal, and opened his mouth again. Instantly, a cluster of pure blood spurted out and swiftly vanished into the great banner. The bone banner roared with a loud hum, and the characters inscribed upon it surged violently, suddenly casting countless phantom skeletons into the air around the banner. These phantom heads were smaller—only the size of a clenched fist—but as they opened their mouths, streams of black mist erupted and coalesced instantly into a dark, serpentine dragon. After a slight spiral, the dragon surged forward, its head and tail thrashing, directly charging at the five ghost heads. Two of the five ghost heads wavered slightly, then transformed back into human skeletal forms. As they clenched their hands, pairs of bone blades, each several feet long, materialized beside them. Unfazed, they charged forth, engaging the black dragon in fierce combat. With these two ghost heads gone, the remaining three ghosts emitted significantly weaker streams of cold, dark flame. The three large skeletal heads on the bone banner thus managed to stabilize the situation. The black mist and the cold flame now stood in a tense standoff! Only then did the elder wizard feel a temporary relief, yet as his gaze swept toward Han Li across the way, he suddenly stiffened—his heart stirred with alarm. For now, Han Li stood with his hands folded, watching the clash between the five demons and the bone banner, his face displaying a composed, half-smiling expression. As the elder wizard looked at him, he sensed something unusual, and in turn, Han Li returned his gaze, his eyes now flashing with an odd intensity. The elder wizard felt a jolt—something profoundly threatening surged into his mind without any clear reason. Suddenly, the two-headed serpent coiling above his head erupted into a loud, harsh cry. The elder wizard’s face paled, and he swiftly turned to look back. There, several zhang behind him, a figure of jade-green hue glided silently through the air, while a black, translucent flying blade sliced through the black wind behind it, steadily advancing toward the second crimson light shield. If he did not turn back promptly, he would likely find himself already severed from his body when he finally noticed. The faces of the six celestial saints turned pale in an instant. As the second immortal essence within the humanoid automaton realized its ambush had been exposed, it promptly surged forward, accelerating its spell with a sharp crack of air. The magical blade of the demon essence flashed and plunged firmly into the protective aura. At the same time, the humanoid automaton itself emitted a brilliant silver glow, shimmering briefly before vanishing completely from its original position. With a sudden shift of his body, a streak of black light shot forth from his chest and directly struck the flying dagger. Then, with a further shift of his form, he instantly became two identical translucent shadows, shooting out in opposite directions. (Today I can only update once. I have some matters to attend to and must kindly request a half-day leave!)