Upon hearing the Blood Robe figure's words, the white-haired woman furrowed her brows. "Traveling to the Magic Grave will surely take a considerable amount of time. Should the Fūshū reinforcements arrive unexpectedly, then no one will be able to move." The tone of the Six-Legged figure was not particularly resolute. "Heh, if the Fūshū clan truly manages to enter this realm so swiftly, then what purpose would there be for that last Fūshū divine puppet to fight us so fiercely? Simply waiting for the reinforcements would be far better. In the short term, I believe no Fūshū clan members will be able to enter this realm. Of course, there are inherent risks. Yet, it is only fair that Brother Six-Legged, having personally obtained the冥River's divine milk, shoulders some of these risks for us." The Blood Robe figure chuckled. The Six-Legged figure showed no outward expression, but his compound eyes subtly shifted, weighing the pros and cons. After a while, he slowly replied, "Very well. I will accompany you to the Magic Grave. However, I can only assist you in retrieving two magical artifacts. Any additional treasures will depend entirely on your own "Ha ha, settled then! As for the issue of the crystallized bricks, I believe Six-Legged Brother's words—no need for me to intervene." The blood-robed figure laughed heartily, his form shifting slightly and drifting gracefully several zhang backward. The purple-blooded automaton, now indistinguishable from a common person, likewise stepped back a few paces in silence. "Blue Brother, what exactly do you mean?" Upon having settled terms with the earth-blood elder, Six-Legged turned his gaze, his compound eyes fixed on the white-haired woman, a hint of cold intensity flashing through them. "My terms are no different from those of the earth-blood Brother. Still, I'd like to test whether these crystallized bricks truly are unbreakable." The white-haired woman's pupils narrowed slightly, hesitated before responding coldly. "Agreed. Go ahead and launch your attack." Six-Legged was equally decisive. After a simple nod, he raised his hand, and the crystallized brick instantly floated to seven or eight zhang above his head, hovering motionless. The white-haired lady stared intently at the crystalline tiles, her eyes flashing with fiery intensity. With a gentle shake of her sleeve, eight ghost kings surged forward and pressed against her body. As black light flickered, she donned once again the dark, solemn battle armor, and in her hands emerged a strange mallet. With a light flick of her wrist, a strange roar erupted from the mallet, and eight spectral skull shadows swayed and materialized around the mallet's head. After a swift glance at the mallet, Six-Foot spoke without changing his tone: "Though your artifact possesses remarkable powers, it is unlikely to shatter the crystallized tiles. However, I must make this clear—Blue Friend, you should focus your attacks solely on the crystallized tiles. Should you wish to perform any additional maneuvers during the assault, do not be surprised if I prove unyielding." "As to whether it is truly invincible, we shall see after the test," the white-haired lady replied, completely ignoring Six-Foot's earlier warning. Suddenly, she tossed the strange mallet toward her opponent. Instantly, a dense aura of ghostly mist surged forth, and the wind grew thick with melancholy shadows. The strange mallet surged dramatically, its eight embedded skeletons writhing and chattering wildly. A cluster of green flames suddenly materialized around the mallet, coalescing it into a massive fireball. These green flames seemed to possess immense power; their roaring combustion even blurred the surrounding space, as if distorting it. The six-limbed figure remained impassive, arms folded, silently awaiting the white-haired woman's move. The blood-clad figure, witnessing the mallet's might, narrowed his eyes—his face, veiled in bloodlight, revealed a subtle, inexplicable strangeness. The woman roared aloud! The mallet spun swiftly and plunged downward, striking the crystal slab only a few inches in size. Yet, as it descended, the mallet suddenly trembled, the surge of green flames transforming it into hundreds of mallet images that simultaneously struck the slab from all sides. This single blow equated to nearly a hundred impacts delivered at once. The six-limbed figure was momentarily stunned, yet a cold smile crept across his lips. A continuous roar echoed from the sky, as if hundreds of thunderclaps had burst simultaneously high above, causing the surrounding air to vibrate with a resonant hum. The blood-robed figure's expression shifted slightly. This hammer had shown little power when confronting the black light array within the underground hall. Now, upon striking solid matter, it produced such a powerful impact! As for the crystallized brick, it had already been enveloped in a brilliant green glow, making it difficult to assess its condition at first. A moment later, the white-haired woman extended her hand and gently grasped the space before her. Instantly, all the hammer shadows dispersed and vanished, leaving only the great hammer itself, glowing green, shooting back toward her. Then she glanced at the crystallized brick, her face now deeply troubled. Remarkably, the brick had remained completely undamaged despite the intense assault—its surface smooth and flawless, with not a single dent or crack visible. "Now," she said, "shouldn't Blue friend believe me? This冥河神乳—indeed, even I could not extract it en route, nor could I manage a stealthy 'steal the dragon, transform it into a phoenix' maneuver "Six Feet spoke calmly. "With things now as they are, what good would it do to speak further? The divine milk is yours. You will accompany me and the other one to the realm of the demons." The beautiful woman exhaled deeply, as if releasing all her pent-up frustration. Then, with a swift gesture of her hands, she dispelled her armor and the strange hammer, once again transforming into eight shadowy figures arranged behind her. "This is not difficult. The demon realm is not close by—no matter how fast we go, it will take us a full half-month. But before then, shall we not first find someone to join us?" Six Feet nodded slightly, raising his hand and gesturing toward the sky. The crystal brick shimmered and vanished without a trace. Neither of the two across from them noticed how Six Feet had taken it. The woman and the blood-robed man exchanged glances, their sense of awe and respect for Six Feet deepening. "The seal we have implanted within Han's body will ensure that no matter how far he travels, we shall always sense his presence." A moment later, I activated my seal once more to see where this young man had gone. This lad truly dares boldly—he manages to take away one of my disciples right in the midst of the chaos. "White-haired Beauty," as soon as she mentions Han Li, a shade of displeasure appears on her face... Ah! Blue Brother, you are well aware of the unclear ties between the young Han and your two nieces. Yet you still intend to draw their vital energies from them. It's no wonder others have gone to rescue the ladies. I truly admire this lad—he not only escapes unharmed from the冥雷 beast's jaws, but also dares to walk away proudly right before our very eyes. Indeed, even my long-practiced blood puppet, which has taken on the form of a living entity, cannot stop him. Such a feat is no ordinary junior disciple could achieve!" The blood-robed elder chuckled, marveling at the scene. "Hmph! Since you hold such high regard for this young man, why not formally admit him as your disciple? Who knows—he might one day surpass even you!" The white-haired beauty frowned, speaking with firmness. "My cultivation focuses on the Way of Blood." Unless this young man is willing to have this work extract his essence and revitalize him, nothing of the sort will ever come to pass. Moreover, I've always been a solitary figure, never having considered passing on my own powers to anyone. "What pupil do you need?" the elder sneered. "Though his cultivation level isn't particularly high, there's likely a significant secret hidden within him. Furthermore, daring to pursue the path of dual-body cultivation and achieving such an advanced stage—his spiritual and physical abilities far surpass those of his peers—is no small feat. Should he one day reach our own level of attainment, even together, we may not stand a chance against him. Of course, that depends entirely on whether he can reach such a stage. The difficulty of advancing along the dual-body cultivation path is several times greater than that of ordinary cultivation methods." Six-Feet said calmly. "Dual-body cultivation? You're certain of this? How do you know?" A soft gasp escaped the silver-haired woman, clearly surprised. Upon hearing this, the blood-robed elder's eyes flashed with a glint of blood, as though momentarily stunned. "There's nothing special. I possess a natural ability that allows me to perceive a person's general strength. This young man appears to be a human cultivator from a remote region of the Tianyuan Continent, not of the Feilin race. Yet somehow, he has managed to enter the trial of the Feilin Prince's lineage. I know that the human cultivators are among the weakest in physical strength among the various races on the Tianyuan Continent. Indeed, this young man's physical prowess surpasses even ours. Ordinary weapons and treasures would likely struggle to cut through him. In terms of true cultivation abilities, he should be capable of standing against a late-stage Lingshuai. Should he possess any unique techniques, even a late-stage Lingshuai would likely not be his match." Six-Zu spoke with complete confidence, as if he knew every detail of Han Li's background. They have simply regarded him as a late or mid-stage Ling Shuai. But now, hearing from the Six-Footed One, it seems he has reached the pinnacle of the post-Body-Union stage. "A Ling Jiang late stage can challenge a Ling Shuai late stage! While there are indeed some extraordinary abilities that are truly astonishing, it still seems hard to believe that this individual's power could leap across three stages and four realms at once." The woman with silver hair expressed her skepticism. "Heh, Blue Brother, I fully believe the Six-Footed One's assessment. I myself once witnessed a Human cultivator at the Ling Xu level who, merely by deploying a single sword formation, managed to defeat a Body-Union initial stage cultivator. Though the Human race may be relatively weak, they possess many unique and unconventional techniques—far from to be underestimated." The man in the crimson robe's eyes flashed with unusual brilliance as he spoke. The woman with silver hair gave a short hum, her expression still uncertain, unsure whether to truly believe the statements of the other two. "Well, this young man may have many secrets, but his potential is truly impressive." He must be able to reach this point. Right now, the most urgent matter is to locate this person. He doesn't know how, yet he has temporarily blocked our senses. However, as long as we jointly activate the imprints, this shielding cannot last long. To reach the Magic Grave as soon as possible, the two of you should quickly cast your spells." Lu Six-foot calmly stated. "Lu Six-foot is absolutely right. Blue brother, we—wait! My imprint has been destroyed!" The blood-robed man smiled gently, nodded in agreement, and was about to speak to the beautiful woman when suddenly a tremor passed through his body, and he suddenly exclaimed with surprise and anger. "Is this truly the case? I'll try!" The white-haired woman was startled, quickly closed her eyes, and began chanting incantations to activate her spell. After a brief moment, the white-haired woman opened her eyes, her face now displaying a fierce expression, and said: "My imprint still exists, though it is heavily shielded. For the time being, I cannot break through the seal. Lu Six-foot, let us both activate our imprints together." "Working together, we may not be able to achieve it. My mark had already vanished before the Earth-Blood companion even arrived." Lu Six spoke calmly. "What!" The white-haired woman and the blood-robed figure stared at each other, wide-eyed.