Han Li controlled the second prenatal essence, mastering various language techniques and related methods. This is precisely why Han Li possesses a second prenatal essence and why the Ti Hun beast itself is also under his command. Otherwise, should a different Fushen cultivator have taken over, even if equipped with the relevant secret arts, he would absolutely hesitate to employ such an infusion technique. After a full meal's worth of time, the initially confused and expressionless gaze of the black-robed "Han Li" gradually sharpened, his eyes flashing with understanding as if he had grasped numerous insights at once. Han Li released his hand seals and then gestured toward the other side. "Pfft!" The second prenatal essence detached itself from the body of the Ti Hun beast, its luminous aura dimming, appearing as though it had sustained significant vital energy damage. After a brief flicker, the essence returned to Han Li's body and vanished. "Now do you understand my previous questions?" he asked calmly. The Ti Hun beast blinked several times before slowly responding, "I am currently imitating the human form of my master, but I also possess other transformation techniques." Although it had learned many things, Ti Hun still remained as innocent as a newborn infant, never uttering falsehoods. Moreover, due to having been nurtured by Han Li for a long time, after initially instinctively resisting, it now felt even less resistance toward Han Li, displaying an unusually respectful demeanor. The reason why Ti Hun transformed into Han Li's appearance during its advancement and metamorphosis was largely attributable to this very factor. Through the subtle connection of the Míng Hún Pearl, Han Li sensed Ti Hun's inner thoughts and, upon smiling, simply opened his mouth and drew the pearl into his body as a stream of black smoke, sealing it away. "May I see your transformation technique?" Han Li, naturally curious, wished to first understand Ti Hun's abilities. The black-robed Han Li nodded, then emitted a series of calls, suddenly tearing his black robe with both hands. Thick, coarse fur sprouted from his body, and his form rapidly expanded, transforming within moments into a towering, dark, lustrous giant ape standing two zhang high. Han Li raised his brow slightly. This was indeed the art of transformation—the very original form of the Ti Hun before it had changed! Just as he had begun to feel a bit disappointed, the giant ape emitted a deep rumble from its nostrils, and at once, the surrounding阴 winds surged, revealing countless streaks of black lightning. The ape's body swelled even larger. Its fur began to turn red, and gradually, three curved, sharp horns emerged from its cranial dome. At the same time, the area between its eyebrows slightly protruded, then suddenly split open, revealing a blood-red, eerie eye, while its face elongated and its sharp fangs became fully visible. It had now transformed into the grim ghost depicted behind the original Ti Hun creature—only more terrifying in appearance, standing nearly six or seven zhang tall, filling the stone chamber completely. What astonished Han Li even more was that three black, spear-like bone spines, each several zhang long, appeared magically behind the Ti Hun, wrapped in thick black mist and radiating a heavy, oppressive阴 energy. He remembered clearly—the original ghost design did not feature such spines. However, the Ghost King who had been devoured that day could indeed manifest similar bone spines with his hands—was this perhaps related? As Han Li pondered, Ti Hun, now transformed into a malevolent ghost, flickered briefly and once again became a swirling cloud, shrinking down into a small black monkey. With a single leap, it reached the black, empty cocoon beside it and, in a matter of moments, tore it open, devouring it whole. Han Li was momentarily stunned, then smiled gently. Soon, the entire large cocoon had been swallowed by the monkey, which then gave a joyful series of calls before leaping up onto Han Li’s shoulder, displaying an unusually affectionate demeanor. Han Li gently stroked the monkey’s soft fur before smiling and enclosing it within his Spirit Beast Ring. After completing these tasks, he then visited the nearby insect chambers to inspect the groups of Golden-Feathered Insects. As he gazed upon these giant insects, each about half a foot long, his eyes sparkled with growing interest. Suddenly, he raised his hand, and a flash of green light revealed the small jade bottle. He gazed at it for a while, then gently traced its surface, remaining silent. Indeed, since its arrival in the spiritual realm, the bottle's effectiveness has greatly increased. Originally, it took seven days to produce a single drop of spiritual essence; now, it only takes three days. What truly astonished Han Li was that the phenomenon of spiritual essence forming at night—once a striking sight—had noticeably diminished in the spiritual realm. The once-bright, magnificent display of essence gathering under moonlight now simply manifests as a faint, pale glow emanating from the bottle. Unless one approaches within a few dozen paces and observes closely, the change goes unnoticed. Even those who witness it firsthand often treat the bottle merely as a low-tier magical artifact. Han Li had first noticed this phenomenon shortly after he had recovered his magical strength and resumed cultivating the medicinal herbs. Without needing to speculate, he knew that the reason lay primarily in the presence of seven moons hovering in the sky of the spiritual realm, as well as the significantly denser spiritual energy there compared to the human world. This was undoubtedly a good thing for Han Li! Not only did it cut the time needed to mature the elixirs in half, but it also made the process safer and more concealed. Even when he was away, he could quietly use the small vials without easily being noticed. Han Li thought quietly for a moment, then stored the small vials, along with the gold-eating insects and the leopard-skin beast, into his storage bracelet, and then turned to walk toward the outer gates of the dwelling. Knowing that the sacred land was being watched and possibly even suspected, he would never leave his most important possessions inside the dwelling. A moment later, a streak of vibrant jade light burst forth from the colorful mist, flashing swiftly toward the direction of Tianyuan City. Several days later, the light glided over the city's towering walls and entered the urban district. This time, Han Li had already been guided well by his mother, and he quickly reached the large jade tower where he had been transported the previous day. At that moment, the number of cultivators entering and exiting the tower was not large, so Han Li moved in calmly. According to Zhao Wugui, he had not immediately set out for the supposed reporting site, but instead had taken a set of "Qingming Armor" from a hall within the tower known as the "Tianjia Hall." The power of this armor,韩立 could personally experience on the翁-named man, so upon receiving it, he promptly donned it without hesitation and headed straight toward the supposed Bing Unit. He stopped a black iron guard inside the tower to inquire about the location of the 56th Battalion of the Bing Unit. Immediately, he entered the ascending corridor and proceeded upward. After passing through several layers of halls, he finally halted before the door of what appeared to be an ordinary hall. On the upper part of the door, ancient characters read "Bing 56." As he observed the faint, white magical glow on the door, he calmly flipped his palm. Instantly, a jade pendant of jade green color appeared in his hand. Holding it single-handedly, he gently swayed it in front of the door, and a burst of azure mist erupted, instantly dissolving the white light. With the other hand, he simply pushed, and the door opened smoothly. He entered calmly. Inside was a spacious hall, with several chairs and tables arranged within. There were two corridors running along either side of the hall, seemingly leading to different areas. At that moment, two cultivators dressed in black armor were seated at adjacent chairs, engaged in a quiet conversation. Upon seeing Han Li enter, both of them looked up in surprise. Han Li glanced over the two cultivators, his eyebrows slightly lifting. Indeed, quite a coincidence! One of them was precisely the tall, green-eyed man named Zhu who had escorted him to the Flying Spirit Hall the previous day. Upon recognizing Han Li's face, the man first showed a moment of surprise, then quickly realized and rose to bow respectfully to him. "Ah, it's Master Han! Is it truly you who has been appointed as the new team leader?" The man proved to be quite perceptive. "Indeed, I have been officially appointed as the team leader of Team No. 56. I hope you all will kindly assist me in various matters going forward." Han Li gave a slight smile, casually tossing the jade pendant to the side. The green-eyed man was startled, took it carefully, inspected it briefly, then solemnly returned it. "Team Section 56, Zhuo Chong, reporting to the captain!" "Dong Guo Feng, reporting to the captain," said the other, a lean man in his thirties, who quickly straightened his posture and approached upon recognizing Han Li's status. Han Li waved him off, allowing both to rise. He then glanced around, and gently asked, "Are there only these two here?" "Reporting to the elder," said the green-eyed man, "except for Master Ma and Miss Xu, who have not yet arrived, all the other colleagues are meditating in the quiet chambers. We have come here to await instructions on the next phase of our inspection zones. Should we go and summon them?" Han Li nodded slightly. "No, I'll stay here as well. I've just arrived in Tianyuan City and am still getting acquainted with everything. It would be good of you to introduce me to your team." "As my senior has commanded, I shall naturally report everything truthfully." Hearing this, the tall man with bright eyes paused slightly, then promptly replied with a hearty tone. During the following moments, he briefly introduced the members of the team and also explained a few of the routine patrol duties regularly carried out by the Fifty-Sixth Squad. While Han Li listened quietly, a flash of golden light suddenly shot in from the outer door of the hall, heading straight toward the three of them. Upon seeing the golden glow, Zhu Chong and Dong Guo Feng exchanged glances but made no immediate move; Han Li, however, simply raised one hand and gestured casually. Instantly, the golden light transformed into a small golden sword, plummeting down and landing in his hand, with a pale red jade scroll inserted into it. Before Han Li could even retrieve the scroll, the hall door was pushed open from the outside, and a smooth, resonant male voice echoed through the space. "Hehe, just now the golden sword envoy sent a message from above. So I must admit, I wasn't quite late after all... Hmm, you are..." A Daoist with a refined appearance stepped in, immediately noticing Han Li in his Qingming armor, and paused, his expression momentarily stunned. "Ma brother, this is our newly arrived Han elder, who has now taken on the role of team leader." Zhu Chong quickly greeted the Daoist and introduced Han Li's position. "Han Elder... I bow to you, honored elder!" Though the Daoist's face briefly showed surprise, he quickly recovered and took a few steps forward, bowing respectfully to Han Li. "Ma brother, no need for formalities. You have already reached the peak of Yuan Ying stage, just one step away from entering the Huashen realm—truly wonderful!" Han Li studied the Daoist carefully before suddenly breaking into a warm smile.