As the white light shifted, the jade bottle mysteriously appeared beneath the opening. An extraordinary scene unfolded! With the silver liquid flowing out, the young toad's body gradually shriveled and shrank. Although only a moderate amount of silver liquid flowed from the corpse, it was quickly drained within a short time, and the body had shrunk by nearly half. Han Li's brow furrowed slightly. He opened his mouth, and instantly a silver fire ball burst forth, striking the corpse. "Pffft!" The young toad immediately turned into a fine dust and vanished. However, after the silver flame had fully dissipated, numerous shimmering droplets of silver remained in the void. It seemed that Han Li, relying on the supreme Yin-Yang power of the Spirit-Consuming Heavenly Fire, had effortlessly extracted all the residual blood hidden within the toad's body. With a swift motion of his sleeve, a wave of azure light surged forth. The light flashed, and the霞 light gathered all the droplets into a single, fist-sized silver mass, which was then fully enclosed within the jade bottle. The spiritual blood of the True Frog Beast could not be stirred forth by Han Li—naturally, he would not waste a single drop. Thus, in one breath, Han Li treated all the corpses of the True Frog Beasts identically, finally filling several jade vials with the legendary True Frog Blood. Only then did he exhale, feeling at last at ease. Now that the True Frog Blood had been extracted, he did not immediately proceed to refine the True Frog Liquid. Instead, he first needed to elevate his cultivation to the peak of the Huashen Mid-stage, overcoming the current bottleneck in that stage. Indeed, his choice to pursue the path of dual cultivation—body and spirit—seemed truly well-justified. With a strong foundation and an abundance of pills, what might take other cultivators several centuries to achieve, he could likely accomplish in just a century, or even merely decades. The only challenge remained the breakthroughs at the thresholds—those might still take a bit more time. Thus, after releasing several giant ape puppets, Han Li gently touched his head and sent out his second true eldritch essence to oversee all matters concerning the maturation of the cave sanctuary. He then closed the door of the inner chamber and focused entirely on cultivation within. With a steady supply of pills and the continuous consumption of precious fruits such as Dragon Scale Fruits, supported by the extraordinary techniques like the Quenching Bone Technique, Han Li's spiritual power grew increasingly dense and robust—his strength advanced day by day. In addition to diligently practicing the Buddhist-Saint True Magic Technique, after integrating his hands with the Yuan-Magnetic Mountain and the Five-Children Harmonious Magic, he began, according to the Hundred Meridians' Treasure-Forging Technique, to gradually melt and incorporate the seventy-two bamboo-honey-silk swords one by one into the vital bones of his body. Should this process succeed, even without relying on external magic, the defensive strength of these key areas would reach an utterly extraordinary level—possibly withstanding a direct strike from a cultivator of the Lian-Xu stage without any noticeable damage. Of course, this is quite different from the refinement of the hands. The refinement of the bones at the vital points of the body is even more complex and time-consuming. As a result, the door of the sealed chamber where Han Li resided has remained shut ever since. Periodically, every few years, the second Yuan婴 would transform into a translucent silhouette and directly vanish into the walls, bringing Han Li various medicinal herbs and fruits. Month after month, year after year passed, and within a span of sixty years, time had flowed swiftly. One day, on a smaller mountain some fifteen miles away from the mountain where Han Li's dwelling stood, two clusters of dark and yellow aura were subtly visible atop the peak, and faint voices seemed to emanate from within, as though certain creatures were conversing. Within the dark aura, two pairs of silver eyes blinked continuously, while within the yellow aura, a single bright crimson eye gleamed with vitality. The two creatures had evidently discerned Han Li's concealment and illusion array outside his dwelling, and kept constantly gazing upon it. Yet, the two immortals seemed deeply wary of Han Li's abode and did not immediately launch an attack, instead dispersing after only a brief conversation. Three days later, several clusters of demonic energies coalesced once more in the sky outside Han Li's dwelling. This time, the demons no longer concealed themselves but openly generated a strong gust of wind, and thousands of fierce beasts and strange insects emerged on the ground, gathering with great momentum and boldly launching an assault upon Han Li's abode. Several of the aerial demons also took on distinct forms: one was a colossal three-headed azure serpent, with one large head and two smaller ones, its appearance particularly fierce; another was a massive wild boar, measuring six or seven zhang in height, equipped with enormous tusks that shone with a silvery luster, as though entirely crafted from pure silver. The last two creatures were somewhat similar to the two leading beasts that Han Li had encountered during the battle against the herd of beasts. One was a towering golden-mantled giant ape, several zhang in height, with a lustrous, radiant body, wielding a massive black pike in one hand. The other was a compact, elegant creature with a cow's head and a lion's body, only a few zhang long, yet its entire form shimmered with a vibrant jade-green hue, as if carved from jade. Should Han Li see them again, he would immediately recognize these creatures as precisely the six- to seven-tier beasts he had previously detected in the surrounding mountain ranges. Among them, the cow-headed monster stood out as the strongest, having reached the peak of the seven-tier beast realm—only one step away from joining the ranks of fully transformed immortals. Despite their unknown reason for gathering, these beasts had now launched an attack on his abode. Though Han Li was currently in seclusion, detached from all external affairs, his carefully established seals as a Huashen cultivator could not be breached by mere mid-tier beasts that relied solely on instinct to develop their powers. With the several monstrous beasts and venomous insects in the sky driving the momentum, the herd surged forward with great force to breach the outermost illusion array. Yet immediately upon making contact, they triggered the defensive spell array that Han Li had previously set. Suddenly, a surge of jade-like light erupted on the opposite side, followed by a fierce gust of wind—no sand or stones were blown, but hundreds of massive rocks roared forth from the wind, crashing with thunderous force that shook the very ground, instantly crushing several fierce beasts into pulp. The herd顿时 became disoriented, some even considering turning back and fleeing. However, upon seeing this, the ox-headed creature in the sky opened its mouth and emitted a long, piercing roar. The beasts beneath instantly grew weak, their bones stiffening, their bodies trembling in fear. The other three creatures likewise clenched their teeth and issued threatening sounds. With no choice, the herd turned around and pressed forward once more, determined to face the jade glow. Yet after another fierce gust of wind, no massive stones emerged from within. Instead, countless jade-colored wind blades sliced through the air, each emitting a sharp, piercing cry, forming a dense, unyielding barrage that left the beasts with no room to evade. Instantly, thousands of beast creatures let out piercing cries and howls, their heads rolling off one by one or their bodies severed into seven or eight pieces. When the wind finally subsided, fewer than several hundred beasts remained alive. Though these animals had not yet developed full intelligence, they were all utterly terrified, trembling so much that they could no longer stand firm. Many lost control and fled back in panic. The several higher-ranking beasts overhead exchanged glances, puzzled. Suddenly, the ox-headed creature opened its mouth and emitted a melodious, clear female voice—unfamiliar, yet distinct and resonant—none of which was known to either the human or the fairy races. The other three beasts spoke in the same language. After a brief moment of discussion, they decided to proceed. Ignoring the fleeing beasts, each of the four creatures rose with a surge of their own ethereal winds, which then merged into a single, dark, swirling gale, rushing straight toward Han Li's dwelling with powerful force and crashing into it. These creatures竟然 intended to break through Han Li's spell array by sheer force. If each of them were at the level of eighth-tier or higher, there might still be a chance. Yet how could any of the sixth- or seventh-tier entities shake Han Li's divine realm cultivator's carefully established seals? Immediately, the hue of the light before the abode changed abruptly, spontaneously transforming into a vibrant five-color radiance, which surged forward without hesitation. Upon contact with the black gale, the two forces interwove and flashed in dazzling patterns, instantly shattering the black wind. The black gale fractured into four distinct parts, and the four beasts immediately fled, reassembling in the sky above, now all displaying expressions of astonishment. Though they had not directly faced the five-color light, the overwhelming aura emanating from it sent them all into a state of alarm. After a brief consultation, they transformed once more into four swirling gusts of妖 wind and swiftly withdrew. Thereafter, not a single beast came near the entrance of Han Li's dwelling, and within a hundred li around the site of the dwelling, not even a single bird or mammal was seen—no trace of life at all. Han Li's dwelling gate remained closed throughout, never opening a single time. Time flew by swiftly; in the blink of an eye, another thirty years had passed. Suddenly, a long, resonant roar like a dragon's cry issued from the main chamber's gate, followed by a thunderous crash as the gate burst open. From outside, one could see a brilliant golden glow hovering in mid-air above the chamber, where Han Li was clearly seated in meditation, with a golden, three-headed, six-armed phantom emerging from his back. This phantom also floated within the golden glow, though his face remained somewhat blurred, yet clearly more tangible than before, and as real as Han Li himself, seated cross-legged. Each of his six arms held a distinct hand seal. Suddenly, Han Li and Jin Ying's forms both trembled simultaneously, and a circular wave of golden ripples surged outward from the glow, sweeping across the nearby walls of the chamber. Instantly, a cascade of five-colored light shimmered, and the chamber resonated with a deep, thunderous roar, then began to sway continuously.