Two golden warriors, each possessing perhaps seven to eight parts of Han Li's strength and some of his divine techniques—yet even thus, they could not be underestimated. Under the shock and anger of the blood puppet, it could no longer pursue Han Li freely. Otherwise, as soon as the puppet began its instant teleportation, the attack would abruptly interrupt its spellcasting. With a swift flick of both sleeves, a surge of blood-red, tangy wind erupted, sweeping the wind blades and the great serpent away in one motion. Then, with a sudden opening of its mouth, two sharp "pffft" sounds echoed as two beams of blood-colored light shot forth, piercing through the bodies of the two warriors like thunderbolts, cleanly creating large holes in their chests. Yet immediately, the blood puppet's eyes narrowed, a look of surprise flashing across its gaze. It observed that, under the flickering golden light, the large wounds on the two warriors seamlessly healed themselves. One of them, holding a golden spear, emitted a crackling sound as the thunder roared, launching out faint golden arcs of electricity, which then transformed into dozens of golden electric serpents as he moved, striking with an eerie precision. The other warrior, meanwhile, tossed both of his At once, the two swords spun and danced wildly, and gradually five distinct, solemn skeletons began to take form in the golden light. As the blood puppet opened its mouth, a surge of five-colored cold flame poured down. "Hmm," the blood puppet's eyes grew increasingly astonished. Yet even this level of magic—though only at about seven or eight parts of Han Li's power—would not impress it much. Indeed, even if Han Li himself personally demonstrated it, it wouldn't register in the puppet's mind. Yet the blood flame only slightly congealed before being crushed and breaking under pressure, splashing directly onto the two armored soldiers. A stunning scene unfolded. Amid the roaring flames, the two armored soldiers rapidly dissolved and melted, vanishing within moments into two pools of blood that completely disappeared within the flame. The blood automaton did not pause, shifting its form into a streak of blood light and shooting straight toward the entrance. Although Han Li seemed to have already fled, the automaton paid no heed. As long as Han Li had not run over several hundred miles in a single breath, and as long as the automaton's awareness could detect his position, it would effortlessly locate and pursue him. When the streak of blood light burst upward from the ground, the palace on the ground was utterly empty—no trace of Han Li remained. The automaton reappeared in the streak of light, surveyed the surroundings, and then emitted a series of cold chuckles. Closing its eyes and pressing palms together, it cast out its awareness, scanning the surroundings from this very spot. In mere moments, the puppet opened its eyes and let out a long, resonant roar. As the bloodlight surged, it transformed into a streak of blood-colored rainbow, shooting forth toward the blue passage exit. After several flashes, the blood-rainbow vanished completely within the palace. Flying at full speed, the blood puppet was truly astonishingly swift! Following a few more flashes, the blood-rainbow appeared at the original entrance, where the blue passage remained intact. Through the puppet's divine awareness, Han Li had already fled over a hundred li away, so it immediately activated its flight light without hesitation and vanished into the blue passage. The blood puppet was stunned, unable to contain a gasp. Already two Yin-Lei beasts had appeared within the palace—how could a third suddenly materialize here! Yet facing this formidable creature, the blood puppet was filled with profound dread and could no longer spare thoughts for chasing Han Li. Instantly, a flash of light surged from its body, launching a wooden plaque that spun gracefully through the air, radiating a brilliant glow that fully enveloped it. Then, with both hands pressing seals, the blood puppet released waves of blood mist, gradually dissolving its form into the ethereal haze. Against such a creature capable of matching even a peak Consolidation-stage cultivator, it adopted a defensive posture, treating the encounter as a matter of life and death. Only by doing so could it withstand the beast’s first wave of fierce assault and then seek a way to escape. However, as the blood puppet paused at the entrance, slightly delaying its movement, an eerie hum resonated in the surrounding space, and a series of silver seals mysteriously emerged, only to shatter simultaneously in a flash of light. A brilliant silver glow surged forth, as countless runes rolled and spiraled, gradually taking shape into a vast, shimmering silver light array—exactly the Nine Palaces Heaven-Dry Seal that Han Li had previously laid out here. Unaware of the secret technique he employed, Han Li managed to trigger this ambush even from a distance of a hundred li. The Yin-Lei Beast, however, flashed a strange expression, its form momentarily stilling, as if frozen, and hovered precisely above the forming array. The blood puppet stiffened, sensing something was amiss. Though it glanced upward at the Yin-Lei Beast, it hesitated slightly before plunging downward toward the ground. Yet, just as its body descended several feet, a clear, melodious call rang out from below, and a flash of silver light revealed a silver fire bird mysteriously materializing in the air. This bird, only a foot in size, opened its beak and expelled a dozen familiar, jade-green spheres, which shot swiftly toward the blood puppet. The blood puppet was startled—these spheres had been personally witnessed by it before, and it could not afford to absorb their force head-on. It swiftly darted aside? So close, nearly a dozen round orbs had already transformed into shimmering green light clusters and were rushing toward it—yet it was too late. With no choice, it had to suddenly step back, retreating to create distance and first evade these lightning orbs. Unexpectedly, when its form reentered the silver seal once more, the power of the Jiugong Tianqian Seal instantly surged forth. It felt a flash of silver light, the surrounding scenery blurred, and suddenly found itself immersed in a misty, ethereal white fog. The blood puppet hurried to scan the surroundings. At a distance, imposing stone walls and grand halls and pavilions were faintly visible, stretching out in vastness, while the sky above was completely veiled in a continuous expanse of silver light. The purple-blooded puppet was momentarily stunned. With its experience, it immediately recognized the surrounding seals as no ordinary affair—achieving a swift breakout in the near term seemed unlikely. Meanwhile, beyond the luminous array, At the very moment when several dozen jade-light orbs were about to merge into the light array, they suddenly trembled and suspended mid-air, gradually revealing their original spherical forms. Once the shimmering jade light on their surfaces faded and vanished, the orbs instantly reversed direction and shot back, being smoothly drawn into the silver fire bird's mouth. With a gentle spread of its wings, the silver fire bird emitted several clear, melodious calls, clearly delighted. Meanwhile, the celestial thunder beast in the sky emitted strange, monkey-like cries; its silver electric arcs gradually dissolved and vanished, and then a black glow flashed, causing its body to shrink rapidly until it transformed into a small black monkey about half a foot tall—exactly the Ti-Hun creature belonging to Han Li. Upon seeing the magic array truly trapping the blood puppet, the creature turned sharply and, without a word, instantly transformed into a dark glow and flew off toward the distance. After circling the air several times, the silver fire bird suddenly shifted its form and dispersed into scattered points of silver flame. At a distance of a hundred li, Han Li was swiftly fleeing with the two women enclosed within his radiant glow. Suddenly, his expression brightened, and with a single hand gesture, he reached out toward the void. A soft "puff" echoed, and a silver flame materialized out of thin air, spinning gently before suddenly transforming into a silver phoenix. As soon as the phoenix took form, it opened its beak and expelled the several lightning orbs once more. Han Li, who had just stepped aside, saw the orbs vanish instantly as the shimmering aura of Qing Xia swept over them. Then, the phoenix shot directly toward Han Li and disappeared into his body. Han Li's eyes flashed with a sudden gleam, and then a thoughtful expression settled upon his face as he slightly eased his flight speed. In mere moments, a sound of rushing air followed from behind, and a dark glow descended from the sky, then contracted, revealing a young monkey shaped like the Ti Huo Beast, who landed gracefully on Han Li's shoulder. Han Li smiled warmly and gently stroked the little monkey several times. He had clearly perceived every coordinated move between the Ti-Hun Beast and the Spirit-Feeding Phoenix, all conveyed through a subtle thread of awareness embedded within the phoenix. It was somewhat unexpected that he could so easily contain that formidable blood puppet. With a flick of his sleeve, the little monkey transformed into a streak of dark light and was swiftly absorbed into the spirit-beast ring concealed within his sleeve. Below, Han Li no longer hesitated, swiftly扇ing his back wings several times. As the five-colored luminous glimmers and the jade-blue mist flashed, he suddenly materialized as a crystalline filament piercing the sky. After a few such flashes, the filament vanished completely at the far edge of the heavens, leaving no trace. At the same time, within the underground palace, Mu Qing remained trapped within the thundercloud. However, under the relentless attacks she launched, the cloud now trembled, visibly nearing the point of exhausting its power. Above the green pool, the white-haired woman, the blood-draped man, and the purple-blooded puppet continued to stubbornly resist the assaults of the Five-Drake Sickle. Standing all around them, towering blades rose up. Countless streaks of cold light surged forth from these great blades, so sharp that even with the combined efforts of the two figures and the puppets, they had already damaged over a dozen precious items. The two were forced to continuously draw upon their own true energy to activate their life-bound techniques, desperately maintaining their defenses against the advancing cold light. The black light array floating above them had now shrunk to just十余 feet in height, appearing as though it would collapse at any moment. Meanwhile, the over a hundred ghost soldiers led by the white-haired woman were engaged in fierce combat with a high-ranking ghost creature stationed near the golden-armored puppet. Through their coordinated efforts, the ghost soldiers had gained the upper hand, successfully encircling and containing the ghost creature. The golden-armored puppet, meanwhile, pressed palms together in gestures, his expression uncertain—seeming to have a plan, yet hesitating to execute it. Amidst this chaotic scene, the golden light array sealing the green pool erupted in a thunderous roar, cracking and fragmenting piece by piece, once again revealing the turbulent white spiritual mist swirling within. A long roar echoed in the pond, and a flash of black light—then a tall figure soared out.