When Han Li materialized silently on the ground and glanced around, it was strange—given that this area lay atop a spiritual energy vein—to find such a place devoid of even a single blade of grass. Initially, when Han Li had surveyed the land from above, he had immediately noticed this anomaly and had once flown down to investigate the surroundings. Yet at that time, he found no clear explanation, and as he was eager to begin constructing his dwelling, he had simply moved on, assuming the mountain was naturally less endowed with spiritual energy. Although such occurrences on a spiritual vein were rare, they were not unprecedented, leaving Han Li with an indistinct sense of curiosity about this place. He had originally intended to return at his leisure and conduct a more thorough examination. Now, seeing that these individuals remained stationed nearby without moving, it was evident that something was indeed amiss. As Han Li furrowed his brows and recalled the subtle spiritual signals he had gathered, he instantly took to the air, drifting gently toward the summit. With its ethereal form, this single movement felt as light as nothing at all, and within a moment it reached the mountain's summit, hovering motionless in the lower air. A glance downward revealed only scattered stones, seemingly unchanged from when he had come before—no anomalies apparent. Yet, upon a slight lift of his brow and a sweeping of his divine awareness around, he found nothing out of the ordinary. After a brief pause, he suddenly pressed his palms together in a series of gestures, and instantly channeled his inner power into his eyes. At once, vivid blue light flashed within the depths of his pupils, fully unleashing his clear-sightedness and spiritual vision—now enabling him to perceive even things previously invisible to the naked eye. Soon, he made his discovery: eight faint beams of light rose from around the mountain's summit, forming an unusual square array that completely enveloped the entire mountain. These beams of light, though seemingly formed from some extraordinary treasure, created a spell array that was entirely formless and colorless, with not a single ripple of spiritual energy detectable. It was no wonder that their powerful consciousness remained unaware of their presence. Clearly, this temporary seal had been laid by the four individuals. Had it not been for Han Li constantly monitoring their movements, he would have never discovered this very location or uncovered the seal. Nevertheless, although these seals were sufficiently concealed, their primary effect stemmed from the transformation and concealment of form, rather than possessing any inherent barrier strength. With Han Li's profound expertise in array construction, once he assessed the depth of the seals, he simply pressed his palms together with a firm gesture and stepped without hesitation into the lower region. An astonishing scene unfolded: upon contact between the faint array and Han Li's ethereal form, the array showed no reaction at all, allowing him to effortlessly penetrate the seal and fully enter the mountain's summit. Clearly, once his body had become ethereal, ordinary seals were now completely invisible to him. Han Li dove twenty or more zhang underground, and there, a faint blue light sphere appeared—only the size of his head, yet rotating smoothly and steadily, with an invisible seven-colored vortex forming within. Han Li's heart stirred with alarm, his body momentarily still, as he intended to observe it carefully before approaching. Yet what he had never anticipated happened. As soon as his body halted, the vortex within the blue sphere seemed to sense his presence and suddenly burst with brilliant light, then spewed out a cascade of seven-colored radiance. That light flashed and, in an instant, swiftly engulfed and transported Han Li into the void. "Ah!" He was caught off guard, even as he tried to struggle. Though he fought, a powerful force surged around him, and for a moment, he could not break free. Before he could summon any powerful techniques, the surrounding environment blurred, and he found himself suddenly materializing in a completely unfamiliar place. At the same time, the ethereal form dissolved, and his physical form naturally emerged. A flash of purple light appeared on his chest, and a strange purple scroll materialized there. Han Li's face darkened; without hesitation, he reached out with one hand and grasped the scroll. With a simple clap of his hands, a flash of spiritual light revealed the scroll was gone. Nearby, just to the left and right of him, stood two other figures. Upon seeing Han Li appear calmly without any prior sign, they were both startled. But when they recognized his face, one of them gasped in surprise: "You! How did you find this place?" This man was the one with the furrowed brow. The other, stockier in build and visibly puzzled, was the golden-bodied man. Han Li naturally did not know that, had it not been for his cautious use of the Taiyi Huaqing Seal, which had virtually etherealized his body, he would have inevitably expelled several mouthfuls of vital essence and sustained significant depletion of his spiritual energy at the very moment he was engulfed by the seven-colored aura. Though this seven-colored light appeared similar to the luminous radiance of the Buddhist sect, it had a distinct origin—ordinary cultivators, once caught within it, would not only be unable to mobilize their inner qi but would be crushed under the immense pressure, reduced to a pile of raw flesh and blood. To overcome this restriction and forcibly enter the space, Han Li’s mentors, the two men with furrowed brows, had themselves spent three days and three nights in relentless effort, relying on their inner power and treasures to finally succeed. Upon seeing these two individuals, Han Li, however, felt a sense of relief. Since no cultivator of the Transcendent Realm was present, he was confident that even with these two working together, he could manage the situation. Thus, although the hidden techniques were suddenly broken, he merely gave a light laugh to the two and spoke calmly: "I thought someone had set up seals outside. It's indeed you two, isn't it? What brings you both here? If I'm not mistaken, one of the regulations of Tianyuan City stipulates that outsiders must obtain permission from the landowner before entering another's spiritual domain. Should there be a genuine need to remain there, they must first notify the landowner and receive formal approval. Otherwise, if the Tianwei guards lodge a complaint and the matter is verified, they will be subjected to the toxic whip penalty." As he spoke the last few sentences, the tone of Han Li grew increasingly stern and unwelcoming. The man with the furrowed brow and the plump man both visibly stiffened upon hearing the mention of the toxic whip penalty, even though they were already at the stage of Immortal Realm cultivators. Yet, after a subtle glance, the plump man immediately brightened and said with a warm smile: "Han Daojun, please don't misunderstand." We merely passed through your region by chance, yet unexpectedly, while resting on this hillside, we found ourselves suddenly transported here—without knowing how the ancient seal was triggered. We are equally puzzled. "Oh, listen, Jin brother—do you think I'll believe that?" "By the way, if I haven't mistaken, there should be two more Daoist friends still here." With both hands behind his back, Han Li gave a half-smiling, half-uncertain expression. At this point, he had already examined every detail of the surroundings. To his surprise, he now found himself in an utterly mysterious space. Though the space was only about a hundred zhang high and several li in diameter—neither particularly vast nor expansive—the sky above and the walls around shimmered with brilliant, seven-colored light veils. Even more astonishing was the sight of seven enormous luminous orbs floating high above the space—each resembling the sun—emitting a pale, milky glow that created a refreshing, deep, and serene atmosphere. At the center of these seven luminous orbs, a gate shimmering with seven colors of light stood, its interior hazy and indistinct. Hearing the earlier account, the man with the furrowed brow and the golden-complexioned fat man had both been deeply astonished. When they saw Han Li's gaze sweep toward the gate, they exchanged glances, and both instantly grew pale. "How do you know how many of us there are?" The golden-complexioned man's voice suddenly turned icy, and a trace of sternness appeared on the man's face. "Are you two planning to attack?" "Forgive me for not mentioning this earlier. Before I departed, I had sent several sound-echo seals and established certain restrictions. As soon as anything happens here, these seals will soon appear before my newly made friends and Master Zhao Wugui. It would surely be considered a serious offense to enter someone else's spiritual domain without cause and to attack their current colleagues without reason—something the enforcement team would certainly take very seriously. Such an offense would entail punishment by the Ice Prison and Mountain of Blades. Moreover, even if you two unite your efforts, can you truly defeat me?" "Han Li didn't scold at all; instead, he smiled gently and said, 'Do you know Zhao Tianwei?' The man with furrowed brows was startled at first, but quickly grew skeptical. The plump man, upon hearing this, also paused, equally surprised. 'I was personally introduced to Tianyuan City by Master Zhao,' Han Li replied calmly, as if everything had been carefully arranged from the beginning. This composed demeanor left the man with furrowed brows and the plump man staring at each other, puzzled. 'Hmph. Since you've realized this place isn't just us two, it's no surprise that you know. Besides us, our senior teachers and elders are also here—deep within the more advanced sealing layers. We've been specifically assigned to guard this area. How can you, a mere Huashen cultivator, really hope to obstruct us? The rules of Tianyuan City are only truly binding when taken seriously. When not, who would willingly incur the displeasure of two Lianxi-level cultivators just to save your life?' "Even if you've met Master Zhao Wugui before, your acquaintance must have been rather superficial," the man with a furrowed brow said after a moment of silence. "Indeed, Master Wong, I'll wager on that. However, before I arrived here, I had already guessed that there was a friend among you. That's why I mentioned your name in the transmission. I assume you possess strong spiritual power and are not afraid of the enforcement team's soul-extraction ritual." Han Li chuckled lightly, showing no sign of being moved. If these three truly had no fear of the Heavenly Wardens of Tianyuan City, why would they go to such lengths—making elaborate arrangements—to seize the spiritual land and sneak into his own? As soon as Han Li spoke these words, the man with the furrowed brow grew visibly displeased. Even the plump man seemed momentarily stunned. Undoubtedly, once the man with the furrowed brow was drawn in, he would be completely unable to escape. While certain matters could be handled discreetly, once one's strengths were exposed and their position made public, it would inevitably challenge the authority of both the Wardens and the Council. "Ha ha, I've heard that Master Han possesses extraordinary abilities and holds a bright future. I'm certain he won't make any rash decisions that would leave us both defeated. Still, honestly—right here, I and Master Wang aren't really the ones in charge. If Master Han has any demands, wouldn't it be better if he waits until our elders arrive, and then personally comes to us?" The fat master rubbed his hands together and narrowed his eyes into a thin slit.