With a series of thunderous cracks, Han Li released another divine-protecting lightning bolt. The Yin-Lei Beast paused momentarily, then shook its sleeve—revealing three mature, golden-bodied gold-devouring insects. Just as the beast had been delighted to swallow several golden arcs into its mouth, it paused upon seeing the three golden insects flying toward it. Yet it soon dismissed the sight and opened its mouth, expelling a silver arc that instantly split into three, each striking the insects. After three thunderous cracks, the insects were engulfed in the lightning. However, at the very next moment, the Yin-Lei Beast's golden eyes narrowed, and a look of surprise flashed across them. As the lightning faded, the three spiritual insects did not merely remain intact—they grew several times larger, their forms now more formidable, and surged forward to charge the beast. Though the Yin-Lei Beast's intelligence fell short of that of ordinary human beings, its ability to reach such a refined state of cultivation ensured its mental acuity was far from ordinary. Noticing the insects' unusual behavior, it no longer treated them lightly, and instead, raised a claw adorned with electric arcs, striking the air with a gentle yet deliberate motion. At once, three streaks of jade-colored claw energy shot out, expanded rapidly, and struck the golden insect head-on. A sharp, piercing cry followed, and the claw energy burst apart, completely engulfing the golden insect in a surge of jade light. Remarkable spiritual winds radiated outward, drawing in the celestial and primordial energies of the world, as if the surrounding space itself were about to collapse. Confident in this attack, the冥雷兽 did not pause to observe its outcome, but instead flashed a silver arc across its body, preparing to launch again and swiftly pursue Han Li. However, a few humming sounds emanated from within the jade light, causing the beast to pause, eyes widening with a look of sheer disbelief. To its amazement, flashes of golden light danced within the jade glow, and three golden insects shot forth, swiftly darting several paces before reaching the creature's front. They shone brightly, completely unharmed. The冥雷兽 was genuinely stunned, yet this also stirred a spark of fierce determination within it. This beast, without a moment's hesitation, opened its mouth again, and a cascade of silver light surged forth, instantly engulfing the three golden insects within. Though the insect, capable of devouring anything, could not immediately break through the silver veil, the beast took a deep breath, causing the silver light to recoil and sweep back, drawing all three insects whole into its mouth. Then, it opened its jaws wide, its sharp fangs clattering with force as it gnawed furiously, swallowing the insects whole. Following this, it lowered its form, and with thunderous sounds from its limbs, it vanished in a silver arc on the spot. Han Li seized the opportunity, swiftly retreating to over a thousand paces away. Turning to look back, he witnessed the scene with a look of surprise, then, without a word, flicked his back wings, transforming into a shimmering filament that shot through the air and disappeared into the void. The two now seemed to have returned to the dynamic of one fleeing and one pursuing. Yet, the冥雷兽appeared deeply incensed by the golden insects Han Li had previously released, its form trembling within the silver arc, its eyes frequently flashing with fierce determination. It seemed this time, the creature had truly resolved to deliver a killing blow. The following developments confirmed this! When Han Li released another divine-evil lightning bolt to strike the beast, the Yin-Lei Beast flickered slightly and passed straight through several golden arcs, its evasive light showing no interruption. It no longer played any tricks. Han Li was deeply alarmed, drawing upon all his inner power, causing the crystalline filaments he had transformed into to weave and shift in the air, his form appearing and disappearing like a ghost. Yet even so, within just a brief moment, the Yin-Lei Beast had closed the distance and reached over a hundred paces behind him. The lightning on the beast’s back interwove and burst forth, forming a pair of electric wings. These wings, each measuring nearly two zhang in length, were uniformly silvery, with countless characters shimmering and dancing upon their surface. With a mere gentle flap of these wings, the Yin-Lei Beast’s form blurred and dissolved in a series of thunderous sounds. At that very instant, silver arcs appeared ten paces behind Han Li, and the silhouette of the Yin-Lei Beast emerged clearly. And at the very spot where the shadow had once stood, it dissolved like foam. As the Shadow Disappearance technique sensed the unusual presence of Han Li, it turned its beam slightly, just in time to witness this scene, and his face paled. This creature possessed the most enigmatic of all the fleeing arts—the most unexpected and astonishing. His heart sank. Though the Shadow Disappearance technique might not be the fastest among fleeing arts, it was undoubtedly the rarest and most mysterious. Indeed, few people in the world had ever personally witnessed it. Had it not been for Han Li's special study of his own Lightning Fleeing Art during his time in Tianyuan City, and his careful examination of the illuminated texts sold there, he would never have immediately recognized this technique. Yet, at this very moment, Han Li was no longer the one who should be astonished. As the冥雷兽 emerged clearly before him, its pair of electric wings fluttered vividly, then suddenly shimmered and vanished—faintly blurred—within the sound of thunder. Han Li was startled, still catching his breath when a sudden thunderclap erupted overhead, and a massive electrical grid plummeted from the sky, landing mere feet away. Han Li was stunned, spinning around instinctively as golden and silver glyphs on his body surged and rippled, launching a thunderbolt that transformed into an identical golden-silver grid, which met and countered the silver arc above. Then, a flash of green light rippled through his form, and he shot backward, momentarily breaking free from the grid's embrace. The Yin-Lei Beast observed this, a hint of contempt flashing in its eyes, and with a subtle shift of its body, it once again blurred into indistinct form. Immediately, a shimmer of silver light appeared before Han Li, and the Yin-Lei Beast's spectral image materialized ahead of him. As it extended a paw and gently pressed down, the movement seemed effortless—yet the impression was that the paw had expanded into countless times its original size, as if completely enveloping Han Li's entire form. But after a few deep, resonant booms, the air around suddenly trembled, surging violently toward the beast's paw as if an invisible, all-consuming black hole had materialized there. Han Li's body tightened, and a powerful force pushed him forward, forcing him directly beneath the paw. His face paled instantly, yet fierce determination flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and expelled a golden sword several inches long. In a flash, it transformed into a streak of golden light, slicing directly across the beast's paw. The冥雷 (Ming Lei) beast, instead of retracting its paw, merely flashed a look of disdain. "Clang!" the crisp sound rang out as the golden streak faded, returning to its original form as a rebound. Yet the paw remained motionless, untouched and unharmed. Moreover, with a lightning-fast probe from its other paw, it managed to grasp the small sword within the blurred shadow of its claw. At this moment, the fierce gleam in its eyes dimmed, and the entire claw instantly transformed into pure silver. As it closed its claws, it seemed poised to shatter the golden sword right there. The冥雷兽not only possessed divine strength by nature but also had a body strength comparable to that of a top-tier artifact—combined, these qualities had enabled it to destroy countless opponents' treasures and magical items in the past. Yet now, upon exerting force as it had before, expecting to crush and shatter the small sword as it had done in earlier encounters, a sharp metallic scraping sound emerged, and the golden sword curled and trembled within the silver glow, its luminous aura dimming slightly—but remained unharmed. The beast had clearly underestimated the resilience of the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword. This sword had been successively refined with several rare materials, and its toughness was truly exceptional even among the spiritual realms. Though the young sword could not wound the Yami-Rai Beast's body, it would take no short time for the beast to destroy it. The Yami-Rai Beast itself stood stunned, still recovering from its surprise. Meanwhile, Han Li, bound by a seal in the beast's other claw, suddenly radiated a golden glow across his face. With a powerful cry, golden light surged over his form, and pure golden scales, like those forged of solid gold, rose to the surface of his skin. As the golden light on his back trembled, a golden figure with three heads and six arms materialized behind him. The six arms extended outward slowly and steadily, each one trembling slightly, causing an eerie ripple in the surrounding space—much like ripples spreading across a still lake. In that brief moment, Han Li's wings fluttered once, a gentle breeze swept through, and he vanished completely into the air. The Yami-Rai Beast roared low, then suddenly clenched its raised paw into a fist and struck the void thirty zhang away. A tremendous explosion of invisible force erupted, followed by a sweeping wave of intangible energy, producing a resonant hum that echoed throughout. A figure stumbled out of the void, struck hard. It was Han Li, his face pale with shock. This beast had effortlessly shattered his instant-translocation technique merely through simple movements—his divine prowess was truly beyond imagination. Without pausing, Han Li shot backward, his body moving fluidly. At the same time, he flicked one sleeve, sending a cascade of dozens of jade-blue spheres spiraling toward the Yin-Lei Beast like a rain of petals. These were the carefully cultivated lightning orbs—Han Li had summoned nearly one-third of his entire stock, a clear sign of his determination. Upon seeing this, the Yin-Lei Beast flashed a look of contempt, its form once again blurring, as it prepared to vanish into the shadows with its shadow-darting technique. Yet at that moment, Han Li suddenly adopted an odd, mysterious expression, and with a single hand, swiftly pressed a series of gestures. Instantly, the Yin-Lei Beast felt a sharp, knife-like pain slicing through its abdomen, its form instantly solidifying once more—its shadow-darting technique had been broken. And in that brief pause, the dozen jade-blue orbs had already reached the vicinity. The Meng Lei Beast now suffered agonizing abdominal pain, as if being cut by blades—how could it even pay attention to these unimpressive attacks? It could only barely summon a layer of silver electric arcs to shield itself upon hearing a single thunderous crack, then immediately check its internal condition. Such carelessness from this beast greatly pleased Han Li, who instantly activated his divine awareness without hesitation. At once, several dozen lightning orbs shimmered and burst simultaneously. First, a dozen clusters of jade-green lightning emerged, then contracted and expanded, forming compact, luminous green halos. A powerful surge of lightning energy erupted simultaneously from each. In a flash, a thundercloud of several mu in size materialized, completely enveloping the unprepared Meng Lei Beast. Amidst the flashing lightning and booming thunder, the beast roared with shock and fury. Though adept at absorbing lightning and electric energy, this assault—equivalent to the combined efforts of several cultivators at the Consolidated Stage—was far beyond what it could absorb. Moreover, Han Li urgently stimulated the Golden-Ingesting Insects within the beast's body, compromising its full array of powers, and thus had to endure the blow head-on. The might of the thunderbolts within the cloud was now unmistakable, with countless thick, jade-green arcs leaping and flashing through the sky, and the thunderclaps so intense they were deafening, filling the area within a hundred li with resonant thunder.