These ancient tree phantoms were of unknown origin; wherever their branches and leaves extended, the ground turned a pale green. After the sword filaments struck them, the Dàgē Sword Array—already battered by the silver spines—was now further disrupted as the ever-expanding, unrelenting sweep of these colossal tree phantoms rendered the golden filaments unable to cohere. The array had thus been so easily shattered. Han Li felt his heart sink, yet before he could summon any further spell, the silver-rank wooden spirit, claiming to be the Wood Auspice, emitted a cold, scornful laugh: "Indeed, your sword array is rather unusual. But I have now summoned my life-giving tree spirit. When body and tree merge, no matter how great your abilities, you shall surely perish today." With these words, the Wood Auspice pressed her palms together in a series of gestures, her form dissolving into a shimmering green glow, vanishing instantly and merging seamlessly into the ancient tree phantoms behind her. An utterly unbelievable scene unfolded. Suddenly, the ancient tree's silhouette released a remarkable spiritual pressure. As waves of luminous energy rippled through its body, it instantly transformed into a towering green giant, ten zhang tall. The giant's crown crowned its head, and lush green foliage covered its limbs, resembling a human-shaped ancient tree. On the main trunk of the giant, a vast face emerged—clearly the face of Mu Rui himself. This was indeed the true form of the Wood Clan people—the essence of Wood Spirit. At that moment, the silver spines in the sky ceased their jet of energy, leaving only the giant standing alone in the sword formation. Han Li stared in wide-eyed astonishment, yet his hands moved without hesitation. With a swift gesture of his spell, the golden threads that had previously vanished reappeared around the giant and surged forward in a continuous, slicing motion. The green giant remained motionless, merely offering Han Li a faintly contemptuous smile. A sharp, metallic shriek rang out, and as golden and emerald light flashed, all the sword filaments rebounded, utterly failing to harm the green giant in the slightest. "Ha! A mere cultivator of Huashen stage from your human realm—hoping to wound our life-spirit trees? Pure fantasy! While the use of a wooden life-body may entail a century-long slumber, my body's resilience is such that even your human realm's legendary heavenly treasures would struggle to make a dent. Simply surrender your life, then." The giant chuckled, taking a steady step forward, completely ignoring the sword filaments rising from the four pillars. In a single stride, he crossed seventy to eighty zhang, and with the next step, he was nearly at Han Li's side. Han Li's lips twitched slightly, but without a word, he merely activated his spirit awareness. Instantly, the five-colored aura swirling around his body trembled and vanished into thin air. Moments later, the great ring surged with thunderous sound and rose, hovering just above the giant's waist. The Green Giant, who had come with great fury, suddenly froze, as if his movements had slowed tenfold. Han Li was pleased by this development and immediately lightly tapped the spot where the Giant was standing. A silver phoenix burst from the ground, spiraling upward to enter the Giant's mouth, where it released several glowing silver orbs before flapping its wings and suddenly surging forward with a bright surge of silver flame. A series of thunderclaps echoed, and several clusters of silver lightning clouds materialized beneath the Giant's feet, followed by bursts of silver flames that erupted and swiftly engulfed him. The sheer force of this display was truly astonishing. Yet, from afar, Han Li swiftly turned and instantly summoned a long robe of gold and silver, which flashed into the air and reached the Giant's vicinity. Under the impetus of Han Li's spell, the robe instantly unfolded with brilliant radiance and expanded dramatically, swelling to several times its original size. After a thunderous crack, arcs of gold and silver, and lightning balls the size of fists, fell like a torrent. Under this relentless upper and lower assault, the area where the Green Giant stood was completely transformed into a sea of lightning. The arcs flashed and continuously burst and reformed, while clusters of silver flames rose in succession. Han Li showed no signs of giving up. With a mighty roar, the entire Dageng Sword Array vanished, and hundreds of golden sword beams emerged from all around. Without hesitation, Han Li pressed his palms together and mentally urged the energy forward. Instantly, all the sword beams emitted a resonant hum, then trembled and surged toward the center, plunging into the sea of lightning and silver flames. A continuous roar of explosions erupted, accompanied by a sudden surge of rushing sounds through the air... Only after Han Li had staggered back several dozen paces did he finally halt, observing the scene with a calm, steady gaze. He could be certain that even a late-stage, fully-attained Immortal Realm cultivator would absolutely be unable to withstand such a combined assault from the Thunder Robe, the Thunder Pearl, the Spirit-Consuming Heavenly Fire, and the array of flying swords. As for the Consolidated Realm cultivators, only heaven knew what would happen. After only a few breaths, the thunderclouds and lightning finally subsided and dispersed, revealing the giant once more—seeming as if it had never moved an inch. Yet upon closely observing the giant’s current condition, Han Li’s heart sank deeply. The giant’s body shimmered with a crystalline brilliance, as though carved from jade. Even more astonishing was the fact that its green surface remained perfectly smooth and unblemished, bearing not a single scratch or wound—despite the devastating attack it had endured. By some unknown means, the giant’s hands had already grasped the massive ring worn around its waist. With a firm grip, the fingers exerted a powerful force, and with a crisp "crack," the five-colored光环 shattered under the immense pressure. As soon as it broke free from its bonds, the giant lifted its head and laughed heartily. With a sudden, powerful thrust of one foot onto the ground, a ripple of green spiritual light spread out, instantly engulfing the turbulent waves of silver flame below. A flash of green light revealed the silver phoenix once again coalesced and manifesting, yet it was firmly imprisoned within this mysterious radiance. This very spiritual-consuming celestial fire, seemingly capable of absorbing all kinds of spiritual energies, proved utterly powerless against these green glows. As for the seven twenty golden spears that had reformed into the jade bamboo bee cloud sword array in the sky, the green giant paid them no heed at all—every time a spear struck its body, it instantly flashed with green light and rebounded. Among these, over a dozen spears, after several consecutive impacts, had their brilliance dimmed significantly, even emitting mournful whimpers—exactly those spears that had lost some of their spiritual essence during the explosion of the blood-crystal Mohe sword. These flying swords, already damaged, had only been勉强 brought into play by Han Li's reluctant effort to form a sword array. Now, upon being unexpectedly rebound by the strange, giant form of the wood spirit transformed into a colossal being, they truly could no longer sustain themselves. Han Li's face grew pale as he raised a single hand, and instantly, all the swords emitted a resonant hum, shooting back toward him. Along the way, they shrunk several times over and were absorbed into one of his broad sleeves. Only now does he realize how greatly he underestimated the gap between silver-stage wood spirit cultivators and transcendence-level cultivators. Though he had practiced the Buddha-Saint True Demon Technique and the Hundred Meridians Treasure Cultivation Method, and thus knew his abilities could not be simply measured by his current cultivation level, he had never been fully confident about the specific levels he could withstand. He was certain that cultivators at the Huashen stage were no match for him, and during his time in Tianyuan City, he had never had the chance to face off against those at the Liangxu level. However, through his journey, after witnessing the battle between the Liangxu-level Ye Chu and the Long family cultivators, he now felt that, when fully deploying his abilities, he was at least comparable to them. Indeed, should he encounter a technique that countered his own, he might even turn the tide and achieve a decisive victory. Had he known this earlier, when first encountering the Chi Ying of the Shadow Clan, he would not have needed to summon his Ji Jin Bug—merely relying on his own formidable strength might have been sufficient for a prolonged battle. This time, facing such a formidable opponent, he was fully aware that he could not escape the silver-rank wood spirit's spiritual seal and thus had to leverage his positional advantage, swiftly deploying the Dageng Sword Array in anticipation of a desperate battle. Otherwise, he would surely be out of his mind to directly confront someone whose cultivation level was so vastly superior. Yet he had never anticipated just how formidable this silver-rank wood spirit, despite her severe injuries, truly was. After unleashing this current divine technique, not even any secret arts or treasures could harm her. Her speed and strength had also grown to an astonishing degree. This kind of power was truly beyond the realm of ordinary expectations! At this point, he had only one method left to try. Should this too prove ineffective, he would have to resort to his Blood-Shadow Flight to escape for a while, hoping to find some chance for survival along the way. After all, he would absolutely not surrender passively and meet his end calmly. Thoughts raced through Han Li's mind swiftly, and the unusual expressions on his face gradually faded, as his gaze once again grew stern and sharp. He said nothing more, and at that moment, the wind and thunder wings suddenly trembled, flashing several times in succession. Instantly, intense arcs of azure and white lightning surged and intertwined across the wings, soon forming a dense cluster of fist-sized, bright azure and white lightning spheres. These spheres bounced with electric sparks, emitting sharp crackling sounds. Several green silhouettes flashed and then emerged, staggering slightly. A massive hand merely reached out and swept across with an invisible force—these green silhouettes instantly vanished, as if they had never existed. The power switch label is easy to recognize, even for someone as simple-minded as I am. Once turned on, the screen lights up and the instructions begin—completely foolproof. After a bit of haphazard fumbling according to the manual, I finally got the hang of it. Then I just picked a book at random from the shelf and read a few pages. The black text is very clear, almost as if I'm reading a physical book. It's lightweight—holding it feels almost weightless. Most importantly, as stated in the instructions, it can stay in standby mode for over ten days, which is more than sufficient. Of course, it also connects to the internet. Hey, I really like this thing—I'll definitely be bringing it along whenever I go on long trips.