"Should have named it 'Shiyan.' Well, anyway, since we've already merged the solar essence fire before, and now absorb another fundamental spirit of the Lingzu—the 'Shi Ling Tian Huo' it is. Fortunately, during our time on the Human Realm, we transformed the Ziluo Ji Huo into the True Yin Huo, greatly enhancing its power. Otherwise, we'd have truly been defeated." Han Li murmured, a slightly strange expression on his face, gazing at the silver-colored fire bird before him. Originally, after the Lingzu named Shiyan had intruded into his body, Han Li had not been consumed by the loss of his consciousness. Instead, as the fire dragon formed by the spirit entered his body, the surge of fire spirit energy immediately awakened the Yin True Fire that had been dormant within him due to the depletion of his spiritual power. This fire, possessing an innate ability to consume all other flames, instantly joined forces with the fire dragon without any need for Han Li's intervention. If it were only this fire bird, then with Shiyan being a being comparable to a Huashen cultivator, he would certainly not have been a match. Yet the Ling clan had not anticipated that Han Li had originally been a Huashen-level cultivator, further strengthened by his mastery of the Da-Yan Technique, whose spiritual awareness was even stronger than that of a mid-Huashen cultivator. As a mere junior-level Ling General, despite his body possessing certain assimilative properties, he felt like a lamb caught in the jaws of a tiger when entering Han Li's form. While the Pho-yan flame was locked in a fierce, indecisive battle with the Taiyin Fire Bird, Han Li instantly activated his spiritual awareness, firmly binding the bird's spirit. Then, he compelled the Taiyin Fire Bird to completely consume the Pho-yan, even dissolving the Pho-yan's own red crystalline core into the bird's body. This was true assimilation—not only did the Fire Spirit essence get absorbed, but the bird's memories were also fully absorbed, transforming it into the current Pho-Ling Heaven Fire. Only after this assimilation was complete could Han Li immediately command the Fire Bird to mimic the Pho-yan's spirit and manner of speech, enabling it to communicate with other Ling clan members. Of course, due to the transformation of the Yin Fire Bird, Han Li also learned the purpose of the Elven race in reaching the Sunset Tomb—the rebel Elven noble and the existence of the divine blood. He was both astonished and delighted. While he didn't particularly care about the rebel Elven noble, the so-called divine blood of the Elves proved to be of great significance. This blood is a mysterious liquid that naturally forms within the very essence of the Elven beings after the Saintly Elven lineage has naturally perished. Simply by dripping a single drop of this blood onto certain celestial or terrestrial spiritual substances, the substances can develop spiritual awareness and evolve into lower-tier Elves. Of course, the emergence of Elves is not entirely dependent on this method—most often, the spiritual substances awaken their own awareness and transform into Elves independently. Nevertheless, even so, this so-called divine blood remains an extremely vital means for the Elves to maintain their population numbers and is thus a precious treasure they strive to preserve. This time, a member of the Spirit Artifact Clan, for some unknown reason, managed to steal a vial of this substance during the guards' protection of the divine blood, and immediately reached out to the human clans, seeking to exchange it for something of value from them. If that were all, Han Li might have been surprised, but would not have been particularly concerned. What truly stirred his interest was that this divine blood, in addition to benefiting lower-tier spirit beings, also proved highly advantageous for human cultivators and body-builders. Cultivators could use this divine blood as a base ingredient to create a medicinal pill known as the "Blood Yang Pill." Once consumed, it would enable a cultivator at the Yuan婴 stage or above to achieve the accumulated merits of over a century of dedicated practice. As for body-builders, when the blood was applied to their entire bodies, they could master a rare secret technique known as the "Blood Crystal Armor." It is said that once this technique is perfected, its power rivals even the fully developed forms of several major body-building disciplines. For a period of time, it allows the practitioner to withstand any attack from a cultivator at the Ling Xu stage or below, remaining completely unharmed. Once the vitality of the battle robe is depleted, it will naturally dissipate, making it a one-time consuming technique. In addition, if a high-level physical cultivator consumes this divine blood, it can significantly enhance their spiritual awareness and consciousness, greatly increasing the likelihood of immediately breaking through their current cultivation bottleneck and achieving a successful advancement. Of course, there are inherent risks involved in consuming such foreign spiritual essence. The lower the cultivator's rank and the weaker their consciousness, the greater the chance that they will suffer a reversal of effects—becoming delirious or even dying. True to break through their bottleneck with this blood, cultivators typically seek out temporary consciousness-enhancing elixirs, such as the "Heaven Heart Pill," before attempting to consume the blood. Nevertheless, the risks remain substantial. Upon receiving this information from the memory of the Flame-Eating entity, Han Li was overjoyed. He now possessed a divine-level consciousness, yet was practicing a physical cultivation technique, making the divine blood perfectly suited for him. Han Li was confident that, through mere insight and understanding, he could successfully complete the final layer of the Diamond Resolution, though he had no clear idea of how long it would take. Yet the minor Tian Jie remained unpredictable—naturally, the earlier he could restore his spiritual power, the better. Another factor that had prompted him to act without further deliberation, simply to blend in and avoid notice, was that he now possessed the ability to wield his spiritual power. Though only about six or seven parts of his original strength, given the depth of his early cultivation, it was nearly equivalent to that of an ordinary Huashen cultivator. Originally, when the Taiyin Fire Bird absorbed the Shiyin, its pure fire-based spiritual energy had also been temporarily absorbed and retained. Now, Han Li could distribute this energy throughout his body and draw upon it as needed. However, this energy was not one he himself had cultivated—it diminished point by point and could not be replenished. Due to its entirely fire-based nature, he found it difficult to fully command or manipulate it as he wished. Nevertheless, with his unique array of extraordinary techniques and sharp array of treasures, he could still command the respect of peers at his level. Moreover, even if he did not use this fire energy now, it would gradually dissipate and vanish over time. It was estimated that in a month's time, he would once again become a mortal. Han Li didn't want to waste this rare opportunity, so he decided to take a risk and grasp the divine blood spear. By borrowing the breath of the devouring flame, he had managed to evade the senior玄灵, Xuan Tian, and upon arriving at the Chaos Valley, he had blended in with the human race as instructed. Now, finally seizing the moment to enter the Chaos Valley amidst the chaos, he would have to act independently from this point on, seeking his own opportunities. At this moment, Han Li lightly touched the spirit-fire phoenix before him. Instantly, the silver phoenix spread its wings and shot toward one of the stone walls, vanishing into it with a soft sound. Meanwhile, Han Li flipped his hand once, and a pale yellow spiritual scroll appeared between his fingers. He pressed it against his body, and his entire frame glowed with yellow light. With a series of hand gestures, he prepared to immediately activate the earth-transcendence technique and sink into the ground. Yet, unexpectedly, as his legs had only just penetrated the ground by a few inches, they suddenly halted—unable to go any further. It seemed as though there was an eerie counterforce beneath, preventing him from sinking further. Han Li felt a sudden alarm. Clearly, the Chaotic Valley had some truly strange properties—he would need to be more cautious. As he thought this, he hesitated slightly before withdrawing a purple scroll from his storage bracelet. On its surface, several silver characters shimmered faintly—silver tadpole script, a rare form even in the spiritual realm. This script had been inspired by his observations of the golden pavilion scroll fragment given him by Tian Lan’s spirit, combined with his own insights. After countless failures in the human realm, it had finally become the only partially perfected spiritual scroll of a semi-immortal origin. Though this scroll was the simplest of the several spiritual incantations described in the fragment—specifically, the "Taiyi Hua Qing" concealment scroll—it required materials that were extremely difficult to gather entirely in the human realm. Han Li had tried numerous times before finally managing to locate suitable substitutes, thus producing this half-finished creation. Because he cherished it deeply and since it was a one-time scroll, he had never dared to test it hastily. Now, Han Li intended to blend into the background and conceal his divine blood essence—other concealment techniques would likely fail against peers when his cultivation level had significantly diminished—and thus, he had come upon this scroll. After drawing forth the scroll, Han Li did not hesitate further. He gently waved his hand before him, then released his fingers. The purple scroll burst into fragments, revealing several shimmering silver characters that spiraled around Han Li, dancing up and down. Then, with a series of soft "pffft" sounds, the scroll transformed into a cascade of silvery mist, which swiftly enveloped Han Li, completely submerging him within moments. After a brief while, the mist dispersed, and the spot where he had stood was entirely empty. At that moment, another sound of rushing air came from the valley entrance. Distantly, several streaks of light surged into the valley, racing toward this very spot. They swiftly passed through the area where Han Li had just vanished, then darted deeper into the valley's heart. Han Li felt a surge of delight! At this moment, he was completely motionless, yet none of the human cultivators or immortal cultivators seemed to notice his presence at all. He could see clearly that among them, one was a cultivator at the Stage of Perfected Immortality. Yet his current condition was truly strange. His entire form appeared as a translucent, mist-like presence, as if his body were intangible—just a breath away and he could drift away. Han Li tried a few subtle techniques and incantations on his own, only to find that any spell or artifact requiring significant spiritual energy simply could not be activated. This was somewhat disappointing, but ultimately not crucial. As long as he could remain undetected by peers of his own level, he would be content. After all, the "Tao Yi Hua Qing Seal" was limited by its materials and had not been fully refined. Achieving such remarkable results was far beyond his expectations. Once he fully comprehended the jade scroll and crafted the true seal himself, this shortcoming would naturally be resolved. Moreover, he thought of the other several types of immortal seals on the jade scroll, each with its own unique benefits. Han Li's heart warmed up slightly. Yet all of this would have to be reconsidered once he successfully restored his spiritual power and successfully weathered his first minor heavenly calamity in the spiritual realm. Thus, Han Li quickly calmed his mind, moved his body, and drifted gently toward the valley. The Chaos Valley was not particularly large, stretching only about a hundred and twenty li. The Incandescent Light Pond lay at the very center of the valley, completely surrounded by thick, gray mist. Although Han Li had known the approximate location of the pond beforehand, he dared not release his spiritual awareness to scan the area, fearing exposure. When the light of the pond finally came into view and he arrived near a water pond about a li in diameter, he found already several high-ranking figures from both human and spirit clans gathered around the pond, standing on either side in a tense standoff. Among the human clan representatives were the gloomy-faced Blue Commander and the Head Monk. On the spirit clan side stood a lady in court attire from the Black Phoenix clan, as well as three slender, thin young men who were strikingly identical, appearing as if born from the same womb.