"Although the other party's cultivation level was not high, the Saint Prince of the Chirong clan still could not afford to be casual and spoke with due respect. Among the three clans, the Chirong clan had the largest number of representatives, sending out seven Saint Princes at once. The Wuguang clan came next with five. The Tianpeng clan, however, had the fewest—despite including Han Li, there were only three. This was even under the condition that the Tianpeng clan had made no reservations; it was certain that other clans still held back several Saint Princes unmentioned. Moreover, the Saint Princes from these two clans were mostly at the Mid-Immortal stage or above, clearly stronger than Bai Bi and Lei Lan. It was evident that the Tianpeng clan had indeed declined in status within the Feilin clan. Hence, it was no surprise that the upper echelons of the Tianpeng clan had gone to great lengths to attract Han Li. It was entirely natural that other powerful clans would also seek to gain influence over them. The principle of the stronger consuming the weaker was universally applicable across all clans in the Spiritual Realm. Han Li pondered these points, walking alongside Bai Bi and Lei Lan, and the Among the numerous holy princes of the Tianpeng Clan, Han Li was most attentive to a man with a stern countenance and a sharp aura of menace. While other princes from the Chirong Clan held comparable attainments, only this one immediately conveyed a sense of danger upon first meeting. Reflecting on this, Han Li turned his gaze to the man's back, his eyes slightly narrowing. "By the way, Han brother, aren't you particularly interested in Zhu Yinzi?" a young, graceful woman from the Wuguang Clan suddenly smiled and asked him. Though Han Li was merely a pretender to the title of holy prince of the Tianpeng Clan, his mastery of high-level Feilin generals' rank was undeniable, earning him recognition as the leading figure among the Tianpeng princes by both the Wuguang and Chirong clans. Furthermore, his unfamiliar face and the subtle hint of hidden strength he projected only heightened their attention. Throughout the journey, due to the presence of elders such as Jin Yue, others had not yet had the opportunity to engage in meaningful conversation. Now that she has parted from the elder of her clan, this woman from the Wuguang Clan speaks first—this is naturally due to the long-standing friendly relations between the Tianpeng and Wuguang Clans. The holy princes of the Chirong Clan simply wouldn't dare to ask anything on their own. "Not much, actually. Brother Zhi seems to carry a strong aura of martial energy, suggesting he has likely faced many battles and conflicts." Han Li replied calmly. "It's true that you've been cultivating overseas for a long time. Brother Zhi is well-known among the younger generation of our clan. He once ventured alone into the Deep Earth seven times, though he didn't reach very deep, he still defeated numerous renowned beasts. He ranks alongside Ao Qing of the Qi Yue Clan and Fei Ye of the Nanlong Clan. It's said his powers even rival those of mid-level Spiritual Commanders." The woman from Wuguang Clan smiled and spoke confidently, fully unafraid that her words might be heard by the Chirong Clan members ahead. "Ah, I see." Han Li nodded quietly, without adding anything further. Seeing Han Li's composed demeanor, the Huguang clan woman grew more interested, yet before she could say anything further, the group was guided by the young girl in white to several pavilions standing six to seven stories high. As she turned back, she said: "Each of your three clans may select one pavilion to reside in. There's one matter I'd like to remind everyone of: on the Jade Emperor's Peak, except for the competition arena at the easternmost end, no one is allowed to engage in physical combat or disputes anywhere else. Otherwise, minor injuries may result, and in severe cases, one's cultivation could be completely compromised." "We understand. Thank you, young lady." Upon hearing this, most of the group felt a sense of urgency, and a handsome man from the Chifeng clan expressed his gratitude particularly. "My name is Xiao Zhu. I will be responsible for all matters concerning your three clans. Should you have any needs, feel free to come to me at any time." The young girl smiled gracefully, bowed slightly to Han Li and the others, and then departed. Afterward, the group said little, and each chose a pavilion to settle into. Han Li chose the highest floor of the attic, while Bai Bi and Lei Lan took the two lower floors respectively. For months, they had been constantly on the move, and even Han Li felt increasingly weary. Without a word, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate. It was not long before, when he opened his eyes again, the sky outside had grown dim and overcast. He gently got off the bed, stretched, and then calmly descended the stairs. To his surprise, Bai Bi was still in meditation in her own room on the lower floor, while Lei Lan had vanished completely. Han Li found this somewhat unexpected. He remembered that when they had set out, Lei Lan had been constantly watching over them, urging them not to separate easily, lest someone take advantage of the opportunity. After thinking it over, Han Li felt a bit uneasy and decided to leave the attic with his hands behind his back. These two were so closely tied to the success or failure of the Deep Earth Trial that he could not simply ignore them. "Hmm, isn't this Han brother? What a coincidence!" As soon as Fang had taken just a few steps out of the pavilion gate, a lazy voice suddenly echoed beside him. Han Li's eyes flashed, and he turned to look in the direction of the sound. There, a young man with a round face stepped out of another pavilion—indeed one of the holy sons of the Chifeng clan—but his face was bright with cheerful smiles. Han Li maintained his composed expression, yet a quiet scorn stirred within him. If the man truly happened to meet him occasionally, that would be extraordinary—most likely, he had been waiting there patiently, ever since they first arrived. Though he didn't know what plans the man harbored, he was certain they weren't good. Han Li said nothing, simply gazing at him. "Heh, Han brother, why be so distant? Though our two clans currently have some tensions, before we enter the Deep Abyss, we don't need to be so tense and ready for conflict. If our noble houses truly merge into our Chifeng clan, we might even become brothers-in-arms." Seeing Han Li's reserved demeanor, the young Chifeng man didn't take it seriously. "Indeed, if the two clans truly unite, that very possibility exists." Han Li narrowed his eyes and suddenly broke into a light smile. Seeing how quickly Han Li's expression changed, the round-faced young man was momentarily taken aback, but soon brightened up. "My name is Chi Tian. This is actually my first time visiting the Jade Emperor's Peak. Why don't we walk together?" The young prince of the Chi Rong clan spoke as if he were a close friend. "With you?" Han Li's brow lifted slightly. "I've heard that this place prohibits any form of combat. Won't you be afraid I'll make a surprise move on you?" Chi Tian smiled. "Though I'm not afraid of any hidden attacks, I really have no interest in making new companions." Han Li's expression darkened again. Chi Tian felt himself being played for a fool, a flash of sharpness passing through his eyes, and his smile finally faded. "This time, when you went out, weren't you looking for the noblewoman Lei Lan?" the round-faced young man said after a brief pause. "What do you mean by that?" Han Li's voice grew cold. "Nothing special. I merely noticed that Lei Lan seems to have gone out together with our own clan's Hongsia sister." It seemed as though they were planning to visit some arena to broaden their horizons. I'll let you know, so as not to waste Brother Han's time traveling around so much." Chì Tiān gave a somewhat forced smile. "Then, I must thank Chì brother for your reminder." Han Lì frowned slightly, yet showed no outward sign of surprise. After a brief bow, he drifted gracefully out of sight. Watching Han's retreating figure, Chì Tiān's eyes flashed briefly, then he let out a cold laugh. "Chì brother, you've done very well." As Han's form completely disappeared down the distant path, a soft voice came from behind the pavilion. With a slight movement of the pavilion's door, another tall and slender man stepped out, his skin tone noticeably deeper than that of ordinary Chì people, his eyes carrying a hint of sternness. "Master Zhù! For such a minor matter, anyone else could handle it. This person, though a high-rank spiritual general, still doesn't warrant such special attention from you. We could easily manage with just one of us." Chì Tiān's expression changed instantly, and he hurried to turn around, bowing respectfully. "Chen Shidi, you've got this wrong. If this person truly holds the person I have in mind, you wouldn't stand a chance against him." Zhi Yin spoke words that left the round-faced young man utterly astonished. "My senior has known him all along," Chen Tian said, startled. "Shouldn't you be aware of the incident several months ago when Tian Ming and the others returned empty-handed?" Zhi Yin suddenly asked. "Of course—I've heard about it. It's said that not only did Tian Ming fail to accomplish his mission, but he also lost a high-tier Chi Hou Qian, and damaged the secondary pearl of the Fire Dragon Pearl." Chen Tian hesitated slightly before answering honestly. "The person who single-handedly repelled Tian Ming and defeated the Chi Hou Qian at that time—should be precisely this Han Da Shengzi." Zhi Yin licked her lips, her face revealing a touch of surprise. "How could that be? Tian Ming is a mid-tier spiritual general, and the others also possess spiritual ranks. That Chi Hou Qian is no mere mid-tier spiritual general either." Chen Tian's face turned pale, and he found it hard to believe. "Tian Ming once personally described that person to me, and this Tian Peng Clan's holy prince has also just been recalled from overseas. It must be genuine. This person likely possesses at least the rank of a high-level spiritual general—otherwise, Tian Ming and the others wouldn't have been forced to retreat, recognizing themselves as inferior." Zhi Yinzi spoke with a measured tone. "So the Tian Peng Clan truly has some strong capabilities. When their holy master first passed away, they claimed there was no holy prince among them, and that we, the Chirong Clan, would surely have absorbed them. Yet now, three holy princes have appeared—among them one with the rank of a high-level spiritual general. Truly unexpected!" The young man with a round face blinked, still half-doubtful. "That's nothing surprising. The Tian Peng Clan has always been one of the top powerful branches of our Fei Ling Clan since ancient times. Having quietly maintained some hidden reserves is no great feat." But this time, the elders of the clan had made their intentions very clear—they would rather ally with the other several clans to divide the Tianpeng Clan’s territory, than allow another Saint Master to emerge from it. Han Li, quite simply, was the most promising candidate among the Tianpeng Clan. Therefore, before entering the Earth's Deep Realm, it was essential to first ascertain his true abilities. I certainly didn’t want to take any risks on uncertain matters," Zhù Yīnzi said in a steady tone. "Brother is right. We shall go to the arena first and see him there. He will surely be there," Chì Tiān smiled brightly. "Of course. The Tianpeng Clan already has a scarce number of Saint Masters. If he truly didn’t even take a glance at him, then should anything go wrong, he would certainly be held accountable," Zhù Yīnzi chuckled as well. Immediately, the two took off into the air and flew steadily toward the east.