Six-legged, witnessing the scene, immediately used his divine awareness to sweep toward Mu Qing's hidden spot, and instantly brightened. "Excellent! As long as the Yin-Lei Beast isn't deliberately searching this area, it truly cannot detect us," Six-legged said with evident delight, then called out to the others, and his form swiftly flew toward the green light screen. The two blood-robed figures, the purple-blooded automaton, and the white-haired beauty, among others, followed closely behind. A flash of green light, and the group mysteriously vanished into the void. Only Han Li remained alone at the spot. But shortly thereafter, a dark orb shimmered at his brow, and then slowly ascended toward the black light screen, hovering steadily and motionless in the sky. The six other immortal kings, shielded by the spell, each drew out a crimson short sword from their bodies. Each sword was no longer than three feet, with a curled blade and an unusually distinct design. With a single call, they each poured their spiritual energy into their respective blades. At once, the blood glow intensified, trembling as if dozens of blood serpents were shaking and wriggling in their hands. The blood blade emitted a low hum, and all the demonic kings stood poised, ready to strike. No one noticed that the seemingly motionless Han Li, tucked within his sleeves, had subtly moved his two hands. A flash of luminous energy passed through his hands, revealing a silver scroll floating in one, while in the other, several seven or eight translucent green spheres rolled out silently. Han Li had not lost his consciousness nor his awareness—yet at this moment, he was deeply frustrated and hesitated. When his body had been bound by Mu Qing and the others, and a streak of black light had pierced him, he had truly believed he was beyond rescue. But nothing could have prepared them for the fact that the black aura only momentarily blurred the divine awareness at the beginning. Once the black orb was embedded into the brow, the concealed Breaker's Eye deep within his skull suddenly activated on its own, completely absorbing the continuous streams of black silk that emanated from the orb, thus restoring his awareness to its original clarity. Han Li himself found this rather puzzling. It only became clear to him when the six-legged creature explained that the orb had been crafted from the third-stage divine eye of the Cries of the Fiend. As one who possessed the Breaker's Eye, it was entirely natural that he could absorb and neutralize the powers of a corresponding artifact. Even the six-legged creature, though shrewd and unyielding, had never anticipated that Han Li himself had been cultivating the Breaker's Eye. With a sudden shift in thought, Han Li decided to go with the plan, seeing if he could find an opportunity to free himself while appearing subdued. Yet he had never imagined that the six-legged creature and his companions would have him go and summon a mysterious "Spirit of the Underworld Thunder." Though he had never heard of this name before. Yet even the six-footed creatures were visibly trembling, clearly indicating the beast's ferocity. By nature, Han Li had absolutely no intention of becoming a sacrificial pawn. However, now with several demonic kings eyeing him with unwavering vigilance, any slight anomaly would likely be immediately detected by the six-footed ones. They would naturally employ mere techniques such as narrowing their eyes to control his consciousness—once that was done, further magical controls would surely prove disastrous. While the Buddha-Saint True Magic Technique could tightly anchor his spirit within his consciousness, should the opponent grow furious, even that would not guarantee a safe outcome, as the spirit might be scattered and dispersed. Han Li's face remained utterly still, yet his thoughts raced swiftly, while he felt an unusually surging and vibrant flow of spiritual energy within his body. The exact blood seal the Earth-Blood Elder had bestowed upon him remained unclear—yet upon the mere warmth of his blood, his internal spiritual energy had surged by nearly half. This development left Han Li genuinely astonished! Although this temporary technique to enhance cultivation often comes with certain side effects, given the current urgency, even a slight increase in cultivation proves to be a blessing. Moreover... as韩立's hand tightened around the silver scroll, a small, pale, slender banner about a foot long suddenly emerged. It was precisely the "Qiankun Banner!" Though it appears unimpressive at first glance, the words of the six-legged creature and the way the white-haired woman gazed upon it with such reluctance clearly indicate its rarity. Whether the banner itself resists integration, or whether the white-haired woman deliberately chose not to imbue it with any cultivation essence—there was not a single trace of divine awareness lingering within it. Yet when韩立's consciousness briefly scanned the banner, he found its operation remarkably simple, suggesting it could easily fulfill its potential. Since the six-legged creature had entrusted this banner to him from the white-haired woman, it must be capable of withstanding a portion of the Yin-Lei Beast's power—otherwise, there would have been no need for such an extra step. With this treasure and the few backup moves he had prepared, even while desperately trying to escape, he still had a chance to survive the thunder冥 beast's grasp. The beast's own speed wasn't exceptionally swift, but it was sufficient to allow him to gain some distance. Otherwise, why would the others have gone to such lengths? Should any of the several immortal kings detect his disguise, although escape wasn't impossible, his body bearing the seal would make it difficult to reach safety. It would be better to take a risk and continue feigning. As long as he could break free from the thunder beast's pursuit and separate himself from these immortal kings, he could temporarily suppress the seal, turning his hidden condition into a concealed one. Then, seizing the opportunity to rescue Yuan Yao and Yan Li, he could ultimately secure his life. On the surface, Han Li showed no change in expression, but deep within, he had finally made his decision. At that very moment, the six figures below finally launched their attack. After a low command, the several blood-blades trembled and simultaneously erupted into thick streams of blood light, fiercely striking the black light barrier. Clearly, these blood-blades were special treasures prepared by the several immortal kings specifically to counter this seal. As soon as the blood light touched the barrier, it spread out like stones dropped into water, causing the entire surface to ripple. With each successive impact, the barrier itself began to vibrate, emitting a resonant hum. Suddenly, a deep roar of a beast emerged from within the barrier, followed by thunder that grew louder and louder, approaching from afar. "It's coming! Secure your positions!" Six-footed face darkened, halted his blood light, and urgently whispered. The blood-clad figure and the beautiful woman stiffened, their hands flicking slightly, and also ceased their attacks. Almost at the same time, as the blood-blade in Mu Qing's hand flashed and vanished, he pressed his palms together, forming a seal. The lower trunk of the tree, now transformed into a tree, shimmered with green light, activating the seal beneath his feet. A powerful, invisible force surged forth, completely concealing the breath and presence of all the others. From a distance, the place appeared utterly empty, as if everything remained exactly as it had when the six-footed beings first arrived. At this moment, a flash of dark glow passed across Han Li's brows, and through his refined Breaker's Eye, he received the instructions sent out by the six-footed beings. Han Li, motionless and composed, simply rubbed his hands together. A thunderclap followed, and a golden electric arc surged forth from within him, forming a protective shield around his entire body. Then, he shook his sleeve, and a small white banner floated out. This banner required no spell to activate and immediately transformed into a swirling mass of black and white energy, circling Han Li in all directions. As the black and white energies interwove, subtle patterns of varying sizes of Taiji symbols gradually emerged, appearing remarkably magical. At the same time, a shimmer of pale green and white light flashed behind him, and his feathered wings unfolded, becoming exceptionally translucent and gently trembling. Han Li stood fully prepared, as if ready to act at any moment. Nearby, a surface of dark light flashed with a silver gleam, and suddenly, a massive silver arc—thick as a water tank—ripped through it, splitting the The silver arc spiraled through the air, subtly hinting at the presence of something within. Before Han Li could even take a closer look, his divine awareness immediately received a hurried, anxious call from Liu Liu, urging him to flee at all costs—urgently and without hesitation. Upon receiving this command, Han Li didn't hesitate; he simply spread his wings behind him, and a gentle breeze swept through, carrying him away as if he had vanished into the wind. At that moment, the silver arc dimmed slightly, revealing a monstrous creature the size of a young horse. Though not particularly large in stature, its form resembled that of a great wolf, but covered in scales along its back, crowned with a single silver horn atop its head, its eyes golden, and its four limbs encircled by swirling silver electric arcs. This was precisely the "Yin-Lei Beast" that Liu Liu and the others had been deeply afraid of. The creature appeared rather gentle in appearance, yet as soon as it emerged, its golden eyes immediately locked onto Han Li, who had already vanished hundreds of feet away—no, rather, they were drawn to the divine, protective thunder lightning radiating from Han Li himself. The previously gloomy gaze of the Thunder-Beast instantly flared with intense warmth upon seeing the golden arcs shimmering on Han Li's body. After scanning the surroundings with its eyes and detecting no anomalies, it roared softly and swiftly moved its limbs, instantly transforming into a silver arc and launching forward. Employing some form of elusiveness, the beast emitted a continuous rumble of thunder as silver arcs burst from its limbs. In a single leap, it surged over a hundred paces, and with only a few quick movements, it seemed poised to close in on Han Li. Though Han Li did not turn around, he naturally sensed the beast's determined advance. His heart tightened immediately, and he silently cursed. While the beast's speed was not particularly swift—perhaps only considered moderate even by the six-legged companions—it still posed a decisive threat to him. With no further hesitation, Han Li no longer concealed anything. Suddenly, the originally pure white feathers of his wings transformed—one into a vibrant five-colored glow, the other into a soft, misty green hue. With a simultaneous flap of both wings, he took flight. Han Li suddenly transformed into a single five-colored crystalline filament, vanishing into the nearby void. A moment later, he reappeared from the void, now far beyond his original position. In terms of speed, he did not lag at all behind the following Yin Lei Beast. The two moved one after the other, reaching the horizon in mere moments, then fading completely into the void after a few swift flashes. A short while later, a green glow flashed, and the six-legged woman and others materialized. "Act quickly," the six-legged one urged, "Han Li won't be giving us much more time. Break the seal now!" With a bright flash of blood-blades in their hands, several streaks of blood light surged forth. This time, as soon as the blood light emerged, it transformed into long, serpentine blood-jacks, their mouths open and bodies coiled, charging forward with great force. Their power was clearly far greater than before. As a massive insect shadow appeared above the six-legged woman's head, it opened its mouth and shot out a column of black light. Under the promptings of the blood-robed figure, the purple-blooded puppet rapidly expanded in size, growing several times its original form. Mu Qing, this young woman, immediately contracted and restored the root tendrils extending from her lower body, and in an instant, became indistinguishable from an ordinary person. Then, she swiftly waved her blood-bladed sword, slightly blurred in form, several times toward the void. A series of blood streaks burst forth, then fused together to form a massive, luminous blade, which surged forward to cut and strike.