Under normal circumstances, with his divine abilities, he could have momentarily broken through the Confinement Net and escaped the spell. But at that moment, he was deliberately concealing his form. If he had to hastily summon his powers to burst out of the net, he would inevitably have revealed his presence. Thus, after a brief hesitation, he found himself trapped within the net. At the edge of his eye, Han Li felt a twitch of impatience, forced to remain still for now, though his mind continuously replayed the information he had just gathered. Clearly, these Hé Róng clan members belonged to another of the Flying Spirit Clan’s seventy-two branches, unaware that the Tian Peng Clan’s three members would return with the Wood Bell Flower at that very time, and thus had stationed themselves along their return route. Their confidence in such a bold move stemmed from the fact that a senior figure from the Tian Peng Clan had already perished, leaving the entire clan in dire straits. Yet, if that were the case, then his original plan would surely fall through. Could they really abandon the Tianpeng Clan and blend into other gatherings of Flying Spirit Clans? It seems rather unreasonable! After all, visually, aside from their wings, the Tianpeng Clan members are nearly indistinguishable from humans. While the other branches of the Flying Spirit Clans may not be aware, observing the fierce appearance of the Chifeng Clan, it's clear that finding a branch as subtle and easy to blend into as the Tianpeng Clan would be quite difficult. Han Li swiftly pondered this in his mind, simultaneously watching the dynamic battle unfolding between the Tianpeng and Chifeng Clan members not far away. There, thunderous explosions roared incessantly, with countless silver serpentine arcs rolling and roaring through the sea of flames. Three silver birds had almost transformed into living embodiments of lightning, using both beaks and claws with extraordinary bravery. Yet, under the relentless assault of so many fiery birds, they were gradually falling behind. These fiery birds not only continuously surged with flames across their bodies, but even when occasionally struck and wounded by silver arcs, the flames would flash and restore their bodies instantly—seeming as if they were invincible. Moreover, as the silver birds were swept up by the flames, their bodies shimmered with lightning beneath the movement, remaining unharmed—though the silver glow emanating from them inevitably dimmed slightly. Above the site of the clash, a round crimson orb had appeared at an unknown moment, radiating a soft, rosy glow that enveloped the area below for several tens of zhang. "Though you are at my level, Wind-Xiao, with the Fire Dragon Pearl aiding me, how can you possibly be my match?" A particularly large fire bird, noticeably larger than its peers, emitted a strange, gurgling laugh during the battle. With a cold snort, a silver bird suddenly extended one claw, launching five streaks of white light toward the sky with astonishing speed—by the next moment, they had struck the red orb with force. "Boom!" The Fire Dragon Pearl shimmered with a layer of red light, effortlessly deflecting the five beams. "Hah! Wind-Xiao, don't hold out any hope now." I've already had the clan elders establish a seal around the Fire Dragon Pearl. With you, a mere high-level flying spirit master, it's simply impossible to do any real damage. The massive fire bird cackled several times, then powerfully扇ed its wings, sending waves of flames sweeping forth. Below, despite the three silver birds skillfully harnessing lightning to attempt escape from the range of the Fire Dragon Pearl, the pearl relentlessly pursued them, like a persistent shadow, utterly unable to be shaken off. Moreover, due to being distracted, the three silver birds sustained consecutive injuries, and the electric arcs shimmering across their bodies began to weaken. Seeing this, the fire bird grew even more frenzied in its attacks. The three silver birds could only stubbornly fend off the flames in the midst of the inferno. The fire bird formed from the bearded man flashed a cold smirk, then emitted a sharp, clear call. At last, the dual-headed giant bird took action. To the sight, as its wings spread, low, eerie roars erupted simultaneously from both of its two heads. With a single sway of its massive body, it transformed into a vibrant rainbow, rushing straight toward the three silver birds caught in the flames. Upon witnessing this, the three silver birds grew agitated. One of them suddenly cried out, "Quick—activate the Lightning Release technique to evade! You cannot directly withstand this red-hoarse bird!" As soon as these words were spoken, the three birds surged forward, transforming into three radiant silver arcs that shot out from the flames, each instantly struck by several heavy blows along the way. Yet, as soon as they broke free from the fire, they vanished without a trace. The rainbow swept through the air and then faded, revealing once again the dual-headed giant bird, its two large heads constantly scanning left and right. The fiery dragon orb floating in the sky spun continuously in place, as though it had lost its ability to track the three silver birds. The fire birds themselves were momentarily stunned; the largest of them, folding its wings, unexpectedly reformed into human shape amidst the roaring flames. It was the bald man named Tianming. After sweeping his gaze toward the direction where the three arcs of silver had vanished, he emitted a cold laugh. "Don't think that by borrowing the power of lightning to conceal yourselves, I'll be unable to locate you. Besides borrowing the Fire Dragon Pearl this time, I've also brought with me the spirit-harvesting bees. I've already had them recognize your crystalline cores from the Tianpeng clan. No matter how refined your Lightning Style becomes, you'll still be unable to escape their search." As he finished speaking, the bald man suddenly opened his mouth and expelled a red gourd that spun smoothly. The gourd's opening now facing downward, it suddenly emitted a series of soft puffs, releasing several yellow toxic peaks—each several inches in size, glowing with a faint luminous aura. With a series of strange cries, he pointed his fingers toward the direction where the silver birds had disappeared. Instantly, the peaks emitted a hum and shot off into the air. The bald man then let out a fierce laugh and raised a hand toward his back. At once, the fire phoenixes formed by the other members of the Chirong clan spread their wings and took flight, following each of the spirit bees. The two-headed giant bird likewise moved slowly closer. Then, the big man's fierce smile froze. After circling the area several times, several spirit bees gathered at a specific spot, forming a tight circle and continuously spiraling and dancing above it. How could only one Tianpeng person have been found? All the Chirong clan members were now puzzled. Yet the bald man acted with remarkable decisiveness—he immediately reacted and suddenly opened his mouth, shouting, "Let's act!" But before the fire phoenixes could launch themselves, a soft sigh of a man emerged from the gathering of bees. Immediately, a gray glow spread out, and a beam of light swept across the void, engulfing the spirit bees—each one instantly vanishing without a trace. The fire phoenixes were startled, and without hesitation, they opened their mouths, sending forth several powerful jets of flame. An eerie scene unfolded! To everyone's surprise, a flash of gray light caused the fiery pillars to gradually dissipate and vanish amidst the dawn glow, disappearing within moments. The fire birds, who had been charging forward with great momentum, suddenly halted in their tracks, their fierce advance now replaced by wide-eyed astonishment as they stared at the unfamiliar figure emerging slowly from the gray haze. This man wore a green robe, his face ordinary, and had a pair of white feathered wings extending from his back—clearly a member of the Flying Spirit race. Yet he was none of the three towering Pegasus beings who had previously been present. He wasn't some celestial phoenix by any means—how could the spiritual bees have found him here? Han Li murmured to himself,隐隐觉得此事十有八九与自己炼化进风雷翅的那根鲲鹏之羽有关。 Fortunately, as he stepped into the open, not only did the wind-and-thunder wings change color, but they also expanded to the size and shape of a celestial phoenix's wings, so he needn't fear being noticed for any flaw. "Celestial phoenix?" The bald man scanned Han Li's face and the white feathered wings on his back, his expression instantly hardening. Han Li merely smiled, silent. "Regardless of how you've come to be here, as long as I've encountered you, there's only one path ahead—death. Kill him!" The bald man issued his command with icy composure. At once, the fire birds surged forward, their wings and claws trembling, launching dozens of clawed beams of flame that surged through the roaring fire, rushing straight toward Han Li. At that moment, the Fire Dragon Pearl flashed, instantly teleporting several dozen paces away and appearing directly above Han Li's head. A layer of red light instantly enveloped him. Han Li's brow twitched slightly; without making any noticeable movement, he merely waved a dark, black palm. The gray glow before him suddenly surged to twice its former height. As the claws and flames entered this expanded aura, they instantly solidified, then gradually shattered and dispersed, vanishing completely under the shimmering light. At the same time, the thunderous sound of Han Li's wings behind him resonated, and as his form briefly blurred, he vanished into the golden lightning. Yet a moment later, he appeared beside the red orb high above, extending his hand with a lightning-fast motion and seizing the pearl in his grasp. The Fire Dragon Pearl roared, not only projecting a layer of fiery light but also materializing a massive crimson serpent several zhang long, which lunged forward and bit fiercely at Han Li's arm with its wide mouth—crushing it with a solid "thud!" The arm flashed with golden light, revealing a fine layer of golden scales upon its surface. Though the fire serpent bit fiercely at it, the hair remained unharmed, as if made of steel. At the same time, the five fingers gripping the pearl suddenly tightened, and a faint golden shadow shimmered behind him—then a crisp crack resonated. Not only did the protective outer layer of the fire dragon pearl shatter under the force, but the pearl itself cracked and crumbled into fragments under the sheer strength of Han Li's body. With a simple twist of his hands and a flick of his fingers, a red powder drifted gently into the air. From the moment Han Li effortlessly deflected their next wave of attacks to the instant he teleported into the air and, with sheer strength, crushed the fire dragon pearl, it had all taken only a fleeting moment. The crowd of Hé Róng clan members below stared in stunned silence. "You have destroyed our clan's treasure!" Though the bearded man was equally astonished, he immediately grasped the implications of the fire dragon pearl's destruction, his face now filled with both shock and fury. With a sharp cry, he spun and surged forward once more, transforming into a massive fire bird and streaking toward Han That great two-headed bird also transformed into a rolling cascade of vibrant colored light, advancing steadily. (Second chapter!)