"Do you know me?" In the chaotic star sea, although he had met several female cultivators, beyond Ling Yuling, he had not encountered any other cultivator at the元婴level or above. "Are you Han Li? I once saw you at the Xutian Pavilion several years ago. Later, I heard that you obtained the Xutian Cauldron. I didn't expect you to not only evade the pursuit of those old masters, but now your cultivation has advanced so remarkably." The young woman spoke with an oddly strange tone after a pause. "You... are Lady Wen, aren't you?" Upon hearing the mention of the Xutian Pavilion and recalling the familiar voice, Han Li suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered someone, asking with some hesitation. "I didn't expect you to still remember me," the female cultivator at the元婴level sighed. Upon hearing the woman's straightforward acknowledgment, Han Li was filled with genuine astonishment. This female cultivator at the元婴level was precisely the Lady Wen he had met briefly during his initial entry into the Xutian Pavilion. Although this woman initially possessed a high level of cultivation, she had merely gone to the Xuting Hall to collect several rare herbs and had then voluntarily withdrawn midway. However, given that she appeared to be closely connected with the Sixth Path, he remembered this clearly. "If I'm not mistaken, your ladyship is the dual-cultivation partner of the Sixth Path!" Han Li asked with surprise. "A dual-cultivation partner? Have you ever seen someone who confines their partner's true embryo within a divine artifact? Nevertheless, Han, did you actually eliminate that old rogue of the Sixth Path?" Wen Fu expressed her deep resentment, still harboring some doubts. Upon hearing Wen Fu's words, Han Li smiled slightly and, without further words, gently pointed with his single hand toward a certain location. Wen Fu's true embryo paused momentarily and then followed the direction of his gesture. Only then did she notice that, at a distance, a massive block of purple-tinged ice had appeared to float in mid-air, within which a body lay frozen—part of the remains of the Sixth Path's Supreme Saint. At the same time, the large hand of jade-green hue that had tightly clutched the Yuan-Infant flashed with brilliant light several times, then vanished entirely. The Yuan-Infant regained temporary freedom. "Indeed, it's this old rogue! He died well—never expected that, under your careful planning, you'd have actually outpaced me!" As soon as the Yuan-Infant regained mobility, it shot swiftly toward the scene, circling the purple ice several times before suddenly raising its head and emitting a piercing, mournful laugh. Han Li furrowed his brow. Though he didn't fully understand what had exactly transpired to cause the rift between the Six Paths and this Lady Wen, he had no interest in hearing further details. Instead, he quickly shifted his thoughts, beginning to consider how best to handle them. The Yuan-Infant's laughter gradually subsided, and upon glancing over, noticing the now thoughtful expression, it directly stated: "Master Han, there's no need for you to worry. I've been confined within the artifact for too long—my Yuan-Infant is now so weakened that I can no longer recover or achieve rebirth through a body takeover." It was imperative that the Yuan'ing dissolve spontaneously, only then would there be a chance for reincarnation. Fraternal friend Han has avenged my great wrongs—my gratitude is boundless. Yet, with your current powers, I feel I can offer nothing in return. I can only hope that in our next life, I may repay your great kindness. As soon as the Yuan'ing finished speaking, she suddenly raised her hand and lightly struck her own forehead. A brilliant crimson light erupted instantly, fully enveloping her from head to toe. Then, the Yuan'ing began to crumble, fragment by fragment, until, before Han's very eyes, it vanished completely. Han stood motionless, stunned. He had never imagined that this gentle lady possessed such fierce resolve—she had said hardly a few words to him before she dissolved into spiritual essence. She seemed entirely unwilling to speak of what had transpired, and yet, she had met such a decisive fate. Yet, no further speculation was needed—what must have unfolded between them was surely a deeply unspoken secret. Otherwise, she would not have dissolved so decisively, with not a single hesitation. Though a bit vexed, it might have been better this way—having her dissolve into spiritual essence. Otherwise, he still found himself troubled over how to handle her. Han Li shook his head, sighed lightly, then raised his hand to draw the green vial floating in the air back into his grasp, placing it into his storage scroll. As a golden electric arc struck the purple ice block, the entire massive ice shattered, and the old demon’s remains transformed into scattered shimmering lights, vanishing along with the ice fragments. Naturally, Han Li took the storage scroll left behind without hesitation. With a brief mental glance inside, though several items still appeared valuable, he found them less appealing given his current perspective. What drew his interest instead were a few magical texts left behind from the demon’s school of cultivation. However, upon closer inspection, he was disappointed to find that the six-polar true-magic technique—what he had most sought—was not among them. After tidying up everything, Han Li gestured toward the humanoid automaton, and it immediately moved off toward the distant bone banner. Meanwhile, another "Han Li" flickered and then vanished mysteriously from the air. At the bone banner, five ghost heads had already completely devoured three skeletal heads, and now even the bone banner itself was not spared—its remains were being consumed steadily. Upon approaching, Han Li observed this scene and shook his head silently, saying nothing. Though the bone banner held some significance, its fierce and malevolent aura was particularly unsuitable for him. Thus, although he had noticed the five demons' actions from the outset, he took no steps to intervene. Eventually, the five demons completely devoured the entire bone banner, and then the five ghost heads emitted mournful, strange cries, as if overjoyed, their magical aura also growing stronger. Han Li watched the scene calmly, his expression unchanged. But once the demons' strange cries subsided, he raised one hand and swiftly chanted a spell, accelerating the process. Although the Five Demons were initially reluctant, after suffering several bitter encounters with the seals, they had no choice but to come forward and settle quietly beside Han Li. Han Li did not linger here; in fact, he had no immediate intention of gathering them up. Instead, he calmly transformed into a streak of emerald light and flew steadily toward the Tianxing City. The Five Demons immediately followed, their magical winds swirling tightly behind him. The battle between Han Li and the Elder Demon lasted only a short while—just the time it took for a single meal—and the outcome was clear. Should the Tianxing City falter and collapse within such a brief span, Han Li would certainly turn and depart, showing no further interest. This would clearly indicate that the city was not worth his effort at all. Fortunately, events unfolded exactly as he had anticipated. When Han Li returned with the Five Demons to the array's focal point near the Fenghuo Tianjue Grand Array, thousands of cultivators from the Star Palace and the Inverse Star Alliance were engaged in fierce combat over a distance of several miles, their battle raging with intense intensity. In fact, more accurately, the Inverse Star Alliance held a slight advantage. For the so-called Blue Twin Mystics were exceptionally fierce! Wherever their blue mystical aura and pink fragrant mist passed, all the Star Alliance cultivators were forced to retreat step by step. The elderly Zhao elder and the purple-robed man, who had been facing off against the two mystics, clearly fell short in their abilities—able only to provide minor containment, utterly unable to make any real impact on the two. As for the lower-ranked cultivators, upon encountering the blue aura and fragrant mist, either they immediately screamed in agony, their skin and flesh torn, or they collapsed as if drunk, falling directly to the ground. This only heightened the impression of the two mystics' overwhelming power. Amidst this chaotic scene, when Han Li silently returned, no one noticed his arrival. Han Li first glanced at the towering wind-fire pillar, then turned his gaze to the striking Blue Twin Mystics, and after a quiet chuckle, his expression grew stern. He didn't say a word, simply pointing at the second demon. Instantly, a low roar erupted from the five ghosts at his side, who then surged forward as five streams of pale gray energy. Next, Han Li struck his jade bag at his waist without hesitation, sending forth a golden cloud of insects that spiraled once before hovering above his head. With a hand gesture and a low command, he shouted, causing the golden cloud to hum loudly. "Boom!" the cloud split into several smaller golden clouds, scattering across the arena. After completing his spell, Han Li shook his back wings of wind and thunder, and vanished into the gentle breeze. One of the middle-aged cultivators dressed in a Confucian scholar's attire turned his head, intending to speak with another cultivator. But as his gaze swept toward the space behind him, his face suddenly turned pale, lifeless. The nearby cultivators, witnessing this, naturally gasped and turned to look as well. Almost immediately, several exclamations of surprise rang out. For at a distance of only十余 zhang behind the pillar, floating silently in mid-air, a young man was there—arms folded, his expression half-smiling, half-ambiguous. This young man was precisely the senior cultivator from the Star Palace who had previously left with their master. How had he appeared alone here? A wave of icy cold surged through the backs of these Dan-stage cultivators! Yet before they could decide whether to flee or to urgently call for help from the Yuan-Ying cultivators, Han Li's expression darkened, and his fingers concealed in his sleeve suddenly snapped several times. Instantly, several golden sword-like energy waves shot forth! At this point, several Dan-stage cultivators were startled and immediately moved, attempting to transform into streaks of light and flee. However, after the brilliant golden light flashed several times, the sword energy that passed through them pierced their bodies, killing them one by one. Not a single one managed to escape. Those who had launched their法宝 to block were even struck down, causing their法宝 to explode in fragments, with no effect at all. The sword energy generated by Han Li using the current Qingzhu Fengyun Sword was remarkably sharp—indeed, on par with the highest-tier法宝. Even Yuan-Ying cultivators would hesitate to casually withstand it, let alone these mere Dan-stage cultivators. After swiftly eliminating all the Dan-stage cultivators, Han Li remained completely composed, merely glancing calmly at the towering pillar before him. Then, with a sudden flick of his sleeve, a clear, resonant sound echoed. From his sleeve, dozens of small golden swords swam out like fish, rapidly expanding to several feet in length, and then gathered together in the air. The golden light converged, forming a massive golden sword several tens of feet long, which now floated gracefully above the copper pillar.