"The Kirin clan! We humans and the nobles have not been engaged in battle. Why, then, do you suddenly bother us on our quest for treasures and encircle us without cause?" The young man from the Zhu family's face grew stern. But as the leading Kirin, whose cultivation level remained opaque, took flight, the most powerful Kirin woman among the remaining over a hundred swiftly smiled gracefully at the Zhu family members. Yet from her lips came a cold, unyielding command for slaughter—no explanation at all. Instantly, the male and female Kirin around them shook their weapons, releasing thick, powerful blade streams from their axes, hammers, and great blades, converging from all sides to strike the central group of over a dozen with relentless force. The scene mirrored the way human cultivators had previously united to attack the black-blooded ant swarm—only this time, the originally besieged party had switched to the human side. Though their numbers differed greatly, the silver-haired youth was by no means as fragile as those black-blooded ants. At once, several human figures, shaken and alarmed, also released their strongest treasures, transforming them into vibrant, differently colored streaks of light to fiercely resist. Some who had maintained their hidden teleportation abilities even flickered into the void, attempting to flee. The luminous aura formed by the human cultivators barely withstood for a moment before being pierced and shattered by the blade streaks, ultimately submerged. A series of cries of agony immediately erupted from the ruptured areas. Yet, several massive blade streaks, instead of joining the assault, suddenly veered off and struck several empty spaces not far from the center. As the white traces passed through the void, streaks of blood surged forth, and several corpses split in two, falling directly to the ground. These human cultivators, who had previously concealed themselves, were completely caught off guard by the night-born beings' precise strikes and fell without resistance. At this moment, the central light gradually dimmed, revealing the scene within. It was evident that among the original dozen or so human cultivators, only a handful—around five or six—remained standing, including the two young couple with the surname Zhù. They had indeed relied on the strength of their protective artifacts to withstand the combined assault of the night-born beings. The others, naturally, were completely obliterated by the impact. And whether it was the massive banners carried by the silver-haired young couple, or the several precious objects floating before others, all of them now glowed dimly, with fine cracks appearing on some surfaces. Clearly, they had all been shattered and could no longer withstand the next blow. Yet, even as these cultivators witnessed the terrifying assault delivered by the host of yaks just now, none would remain motionless in place. Immediately, the young man named Zhu and the beautiful woman suddenly snapped their fingers at the two towering banners before them. The banners spun swiftly and then radiated renewed brilliance, only to be struck by a powerful shockwave, bursting into two thunderous explosions. Instantly, two swirling gusts—one red, one blue—rose into the sky, surging upward with great force. Zhu and the beautiful woman staggered slightly, their forms transforming into two beams of light that vanished into the two whirlwinds. With a display of their inner powers, they then guided the two winds to merge into a colossal entity hundreds of zhang tall, emitting resonant thunderous sounds and charging resolutely upward, plunging straight into the heavens. The male and female yakshas standing in front, though inherently fierce and bold, could not help but stir in agitation upon witnessing the astonishing power of the gale. Several human cultivators remaining also felt both startled and elated, seizing the opportunity to transform into streaks of radiant light, swiftly following the gale. Clearly, these few were well aware that without capitalizing on this final chance, they would have no other means of survival. The space around the blue-and-red gale grew increasingly hazy and distorted, revealing its formidable strength. As the gale surged directly into the ranks of the yakshas, two immense black silhouettes suddenly materialized above it. Before the other cultivators could notice what was happening, four thunderous impacts resonated—four invisible, immense forces simultaneously striking the gale. Instantly, the gale trembled and was forcibly halted in its tracks. To their surprise, it was two colossal yakshas, each over fifty to sixty paces tall, who had been hovering behind the other yakshas. After a sudden flash, they appeared mysteriously on either side of the gale. With a single, powerful strike—like four fists of a house colliding—they managed to withstand the hurricane's force solely through sheer strength. The young man named Zhu and the beautiful woman within the gale naturally gasped in astonishment, instantly channeling their full magical energies. As a result, the blue and red gale surged and thickened slightly, pressing forward once more. However, the two towering figures, resembling small mountains, suddenly flashed a crimson light in their eyes. With a swift motion of their four arms, they blurred into an indistinct form. Countless massive fist-images emerged densely on either side of the gale, then surged forth in a sweeping wave, crashing into the hurricane with tremendous force. Nearby cultivators were deeply alarmed, immediately transforming their flight spells and rushing to escape. Yet at that very moment, a loud series of rushing sounds erupted around them, as countless great blade-sharp streaks swept in. The hundreds of yaksha clan members surrounding them had launched a second wave of attack. To the residual cultivators within the fading light stream, as well as the young Chu and the beautiful woman caught in the hurricane, a sudden pallor spread across their faces. A thunderous roar echoed throughout the heavens and earth. To be honest, when the entire underground cavern collapsed and a massive wave surged forth, others were unable to employ earth-transcendence due to the magnetic stone veins, and thus could only jet out through the fissures toward the surface. Yet he, endowed with the Primordial Magnetic Divine Light, inherently possessed the power to overcome the five elements and numerous magnetic seals prevalent in the world, and thus dared to venture into the depths. Moreover, at the very moment of the disaster, his powerful consciousness immediately sensed the emergence of a formidable foreign force in the sky, leaving him no room to hesitate—he instantly activated his Primordial Magnetic Divine Light and prepared to descend into the earth to escape. However, just as he was about to enter the underground, a group of jade-eyed true toads, severely wounded and rushing out from deep within the cavern, burst through and collided directly with him. With such a fortunate opportunity presenting itself, he naturally could not let it go. Immediately summoning a series of powerful spells and techniques, he swiftly eliminated all the already weakened toads in a single encounter, collected their bodies, and then promptly descended into the underground. As for the elixir known as the Thousand-Heart Blossom mentioned by the young man from Zhù, he simply didn’t have the time to go searching for it anymore. The power of the spiritual magnetic stone veins surpassed even Han Li’s expectations, yet his Yuanmagnetic Divine Light was no mere ordinary strength—thanks to the added support of the Yuanmagnetic Divine Mountain, it could now at least sustain his body and counteract the immense suction emanating from deeper within the earth. Although the foreign races were formidable, within the influence range of the spiritual magnetic stone veins, they likely wouldn’t dare venture deep underground to pursue him. With these thoughts running through his mind, Han Li felt a slight sense of relief. Unfortunately, due to the presence of the spiritual magnetic stone veins, his spiritual awareness could not detect any movements in the underground vicinity—otherwise, he would have been even more at ease. As Han Li’s thoughts were continuously swirling, he had already journeyed through the underground terrain for a distance of several thousand li. The silvery light halos surrounding him gradually began to fade. When the silver glow finally disappeared from his body surface, Han Li felt a sense of calm and judged that he was now safe. He Above lay an unfamiliar locale resembling a valley, surrounded on three sides by mountains with only a single exit. The area was lush and verdant, showing no anomalies, and no strong presence of ancient beasts or foreign races was detected. Only after Han Li had thoroughly searched it several times did he finally feel at ease, then transformed into a streak of jade-green light and shot downward. Yet what struck Han Li most profoundly was not merely the sight of two yin-ya, but the fact that he could detect absolutely no aura from either of them. As his divine awareness swept over them, the scene seemed as though the great tree's crown were entirely empty. He naturally understood what this meant. These two yin-ya were clearly far beyond his own level of cultivation—perhaps even the Yin-Ya Kings of the Yin-Ya clan. Thus, how could he not feel his entire body grow cold, his breath completely frozen in place? While Han Li was silently cursing his fate and the two yin-ya had yet to take further action, a flash of霞light appeared hundreds of zhang away in another direction. A second five-colored evasive light burst forth from the ground, revealing yet another cultivator at that spot. Han Li stared in astonishment. Upon recognizing this person, a subtle expression of surprise flickered across his face. She was slender and petite, her feet resting upon a five-colored jade boat—none other than the female cultivator named Xiao. Upon seeing the delight on Han Li's face, the woman intended to greet him, but as she glanced further and noticed the two high-ranked yakshas standing motionless, her complexion instantly turned pale.