Han Li suddenly grasped the storage bracelet with one hand, tipped the leather sack mouth-down, and as the green small bottle rolled out, he caught it with his other hand—exactly the mysterious bottle. Holding the small bottle and the Xuan Tian fruit in each hand, he brought them together in the center, and his eyes immediately narrowed. Though the two items differed greatly in size and shape, the deep green patterns appearing on their surfaces were surprisingly similar. Could there be a connection between them? Was the mysterious bottle itself crafted from a Xuan Tian fruit? As he thought about the bottle's extraordinary abilities, Han Li's heart suddenly leaped with excitement. Though the material of the bottle differed from that of the Xuan Tian fruit, it too was a substance yet to be fully understood—calling it another kind of Xuan Tian essence truly made sense. After gently weighing the items in his hands, Han Li exhaled softly, and his gaze finally settled on the small bottle. Suddenly, he placed the Xuan Tian fruit on the ground, twisted his hands, and opened the mysterious small bottle. A drop of emerald liquid fell silently onto the "stick." To Han Li's great delight, the scene unfolded as follows: the green liquid flashed with a faint blue glow and seamlessly merged into the Xuan Tian fruit, leaving no trace behind. Han Li's blue light in his eyes dimmed, and he once again penetrated deep into the fruit's interior. He observed that the drop instantly dissolved into the central point of white light. After a moment, that subtle light point grew slightly larger. Han Li was struck by this development. After watching for a while, seeing no further changes in the white light, he finally let his blue light fade. He lowered his head and pondered quietly. It seemed clear that only this mysterious green liquid was effective on the Xuan Tian fruit. Though the purpose of the central white light remained unclear, to study it further, he would have to continue using the green liquid to nurture and expand it. After pondering over it repeatedly, Han Li carefully stored the small vial and the Xuan Tian fruit. He intended to use the green liquid to drip into the fruit whenever the opportunity arose. Han Li did not know that, at the very moment the green liquid was merging with the white light spots within the Xuan Tian fruit, deep within the human realm's Tian Ling realm—far beyond countless billions of millions of miles from the Tianyuan City—a luminous jade plaque, standing a hundred zhang high and inscribed with golden and silver characters, suddenly burst forth with a brilliant golden glow and emitted a series of clear, resonant tones that soared straight into the heavens, echoing throughout the entire island. Two green-robed cultivators, who had been seated in meditation beneath the plaque, simultaneously opened their eyes in surprise. "It's golden light!" one of them exclaimed with great excitement. The other remained silent, yet the gleam in his eyes clearly conveyed his joy. Immediately, from various locations on the floating island just a hundred or so miles away, another dozen streaks of brilliant虹s shot out simultaneously, rushing toward the jade disc. Within the span of a single instant, another dozen green-robed cultivators had gathered beneath the jade disc, their faces glowing with excitement as they watched the shimmering golden light emanating from its surface. As the golden glow on the jade disc gradually faded, the group of cultivators below grew increasingly tense, their eyes fixed intently on the disc, as if afraid they might miss something crucial. The golden characters originally positioned in the third row and below on the topmost tier of the jade disc suddenly grew slightly blurred at the same time, then flickered—unexpectedly, they all shifted down one row simultaneously. In the now-vacant third row, a fresh set of unfamiliar golden characters emerged. The cultivators below, who had been eagerly observing the disc, suddenly froze in unison. Their expressions turned rigid, their eyes wide and fixed on the newly revealed third row of characters—everyone seemed to have lost all sense of movement or reaction at once. "True heavenly treasures—aren't they truly appearing now? The 'Heavenly Spirit Sword of Xuan Tian,' a new celestial treasure, has even ranked third! Heaven's sake, is another genuine spiritual calamity of the spiritual realm about to descend?" After some time, an elderly man with white hair and a green robe murmured incoherently. The other cultivators seemed to have regained some awareness, yet each one was either pale or filled with profound fear, none daring to speak. Eventually, the golden light on the jade tablet completely faded, restoring complete stillness. Rising several zhang above the tablet, one could see a silver plaque over twelve zhang long, inscribed in ancient golden characters with the majestic words "The Scroll of Universal Spirit Beings" glowing in gold. Not long after, a series of brilliant streaks of light surged from the floating island, swiftly heading toward the three realms and seven territories of the human world. At nearly the same time, across various larger outposts of the wild, non-human ethnic groups in the spiritual realm, identical jade plates displayed entirely different scripts from each culture—each conveying the same astonishing message, which deeply shocked the highest-ranking beings within each culture. Soon thereafter, the high councils of numerous ethnic groups—including the human and fairy clans—began to stir unexpectedly, issuing a series of related orders through special channels to a small number of secret recipients. For a while, the spiritual realm appeared unchanged as before, yet beneath the surface, waves of activity surged forth. Each culture now maintained an outward calm while tightening internal defenses, quietly reinforcing their vigilance. Of course, these developments occurred later. Presently, the very source of this crisis, Han Li, remained completely unaware, seated in meditation, closing his eyes, preparing to leave his dwelling and return to Tianyuan City once the morning light broke. Time passed slowly, and as dawn began to break outside the pavilion, Han Li felt an inexplicable stirring in his spirit, suddenly opening his eyes with a look of surprise. Without hesitation, he rose, pushed open the door of the chamber, and headed straight for the beast room. The mass of black cloud, stretching a zhang in diameter within the stone hall, paid no attention to Han Li's movements and remained motionless in the air. Han Li gazed upward, pressed his palms together in a series of gestures, and then opened his mouth—immediately, a round, gray-black orb shot out. It was precisely the Míngún Pearl that had long been refined and integrated within him. Han Li murmured incantations, then lightly touched the pearl with his finger. The pearl flashed with a green glow, its surface now flickering between light and dark, constantly shifting. Finally, the cloud above the hall began to change. A previously unknown gust of cold wind surged around it, causing the cloud to spin rapidly before coalescing into a dense central mass. At the same time, jagged streaks of black lightning erupted across the cloud's surface, accompanied by a booming thunder. The orb before Han Li began to hum, and its green radiance grew increasingly bright and intense. Han Li's expression changed. He suddenly sensed a subtle resistance emanating from the cloud—seeming to resist the call of the Míngún Pearl. The advanced啼魂, now akin to the original six-winged frost serpent, sought to break free from control. With his inner power fully restored, Han Li naturally would not allow this to happen. He immediately condensed all his inner energy, then rapidly discharged a series of colored spells from his ten fingers, each one entering the Míngún Pearl. After a mournful cry, the once-bright green glow of the pearl gradually dimmed. At that moment, the cloud that had formed in the sky finally broke apart under a tremendous thunderclap, transforming into a solid, dark silhouette beneath countless streaks of black lightning. The figure then leapt down, landing precisely before Han Li, who stood only a few steps away, fixing his gaze upon the gently rotating gray-black orb. The eyes of the dark figure flashed with intense, steady blood-like light. Han Li's heart skipped a beat; yet upon clearly seeing the face of the figure, a strange expression spread across his face—four parts astonishment, four parts surprise, and two parts utterly bewildered, as though he could neither believe nor understand what he was seeing. The figure before him was another "Han Li," dressed in a long black robe. Aside from the color of his garments, his face, figure, and even the style of his attire were identical to Han Li's. Now, seeing Han Li express this look, the black-robed Han Li mirrored the same expression. It left him with a strange sensation as though he were looking at himself in a mirror. Han Li's eyes flashed with an odd gaze, and only after a moment did his brows furrow, and finally, he spoke hesitantly, "Are you Ti Hun?" "Are you now solidified in form and essence, or have you learned the art of transformation?" he asked, unable to refrain. Hearing Han Li's words, Han Li in the black robe found himself at a loss, utterly unsure of how to respond. Han Li was momentarily stunned, then smiled faintly with a touch of embarrassment. He truly was puzzled—though the Ti-Hun beast had awakened its spiritual intelligence, how could it possibly grasp everything immediately? It would still need Han Li to convey the knowledge directly into its mind before it could answer. For others, this might have been a challenging task. But for him, it came naturally. Han Li suddenly touched his forehead, and instantly, a shimmer of black light flashed. A black, roughly an inch in size, infant-like spirit embryo appeared—exactly the second spirit embryo Han Li had previously cultivated and refined during his recovery of spiritual power. Yet this Yuan婴 still possessed only the abilities of a Yuan婴 stage, which were now of little use in the combat techniques韩立 was employing. However, it proved quite useful when entrusted to manage the puppets and oversee the estate. Now, the Yuan婴 figure flickered and surged directly into the black-robed "Han Li" across from him. The black-robed "Han Li" suddenly flashed with streaks of black lightning across his entire body, his face briefly expressing a look of mild pain.