"The transformation technique of the Kün-péng indeed originates from the Tian-Péng lineage of the Fei-Ling clan. As for why, after the transformation, the beings no longer fear the mist's influence—I've pondered this on my journey, and have a rather immature hypothesis in mind. I'm not sure whether it holds true." Upon hearing Yuan Yao's question, Han Li thought carefully and replied seriously. "Han brother, what are your thoughts? Please feel free to share them. Do you think we're being overly formal?" Yuan Yao smiled, her graceful eyes sparkling. Han Li appeared slightly embarrassed, and with a more relaxed tone, said: "Since both of you have been practicing in this human realm's Yin-Ming region for so many years, you must surely be familiar with various legends and tales concerning this place." "Are you referring to the Yin-Si realm and the Luo-hu beast?" Yuan Yao asked, her expression attentive. "Exactly. The Yin-Si realm has always been rather ethereal, and whether such things are truly real remains unverified. However, I personally witnessed the Luo-hu beast once during my time in the human realm." Although only a fraction one-millionth of its scale, the scene as it appeared was remarkably similar to the ghost mist. Han Li replied with a flicker of his eyes. "Han brother, you mean the阴ming realm of the human world is truly formed by the body of Luo Hua?" Yuan Yao gasped, her mouth slightly open. "Though I don't have any other evidence, I believe there's at least a three- or four-tenths chance. True Spirit Peng and Luo Hua are born enemies. When I transformed into a celestial Peng, I relied on the genuine Peng blood to draw upon a small measure of Peng's power. If the mist here indeed relates to the ghost mist, then it could bypass the restrictions within it—this makes sense." Han Li explained. "Then, is it truly the body of Luo Hua that forms this冥river realm? But how then to explain these strange mists, which differ from those in the human world?" Yan Li couldn't help but interject. "Indeed, this冥river realm is formed within Luo Hua's body. Do you, Yan sister, believe this Luo Hua is the same as that other Luo Hua?" Han Li didn't answer directly, but smiled and asked "Master Han means that there are actually two distinct Rahu beasts—one here in this realm and another in the human world. If they are separate individuals, then slight differences in the black mist are quite understandable. I've heard that Rahu is extraordinarily large, capable of swallowing the sun and moon, and naturally forms its own independent space within its body. The realm of Minghe is clearly much larger than the realm of Yinming. Therefore, this Rahu beast must be vastly more powerful and larger in stature than the one in the human world," said Yanli, her face slightly pale. As for the exact circumstances, it's still a matter of discussion. Han Li smiled slightly and offered no further explanation. "I believe your friend's conjecture is very close to the truth. With that, most of the details can now be clarified. Indeed, since this Luo Huo beast has already perished, the Yin-Ming qi generated within it has far surpassed that of the one in the human realm, which has given rise to so many high-level ghost beings. What remains unclear is whether the various immortal kings are aware of or have deduced this. The only point that still puzzles me is how the local qi and energy veins function here—since in the human realm's Yin-Ming lands, no life can survive, and even within the space itself, one cannot summon spiritual power at all." The beautiful woman's eyes sparkled as she spoke. "Who knows? Perhaps the great cultivators of the Fu Yue clan, when they first discovered this place, altered the spatial structure in some way. Or perhaps, from the very beginning, the space formed within the Luo Huo beast's body after its demise was inherently like this." Yet all of this has little bearing on our current situation—there's no need to delve deeper. Right now, the only thing that interests me is whether these black vapors can truly carry us away from the realm of the Underworld. As long as they are a form of existence similar to that of the阴冥 realm, there must be a corresponding exit. And that exit will be far safer than the spatial nodes I originally envisioned." Han Li spoke, his eyes shining with intensity. "Brother Han, did you notice any anomalies among the other strange mists earlier?" Yan Li asked thoughtfully. "Not at all! Aside from the same ability to restrict the flow of my magical power, I found no other unusual features in the other black mists. Of course, my examination was limited to a few nearby areas. Since these black mists have gathered here, their exit point should also lie within this body of water. Shall we now immediately seek out this exit, or should we continue to follow our original plan and remain concealed for a while longer?" Han Li asked, his voice slightly softened. "Since the exit might be nearby, let's take some time to search for it. Perhaps just a couple of days will be enough to locate it. In that case, wouldn't that be more secure than merely passively evading?" Yanli spoke without hesitation. "Your sister is right. If we follow the original plan and simply retreat, the demonic kings might delay their arrival, while the Fu-You clan's reinforcements could arrive earlier. In that case, our situation would become even more dire." Yuan Yao hesitated slightly, and also agreed with Yanli's suggestion. "During these two days, we should remain safe," Han Li proposed a compromise. Upon hearing Han Li's suggestion, Yuan Yao and Yan Li exchanged glances, finding it a mutually beneficial solution, and promptly nodded their agreement. "Very well. Then let us begin exploring the black mist below. Even if we don't find a clear path out, I'll first establish a safe base within. In case of any unforeseen incidents, we can retreat inside. The power of Kung Peng can bypass the mist's restrictions, and I have some methods to ensure both of you can temporarily remain unafraid of this mist." Han Li smiled and said this. "Indeed, Brother Han has such methods!" Yuan Yao and Yan Li were delighted. Han Li gave a gentle smile, and suddenly a thunderous sound erupted behind him, revealing his wings. As he shook them, the colors instantly transformed— one turned a soft, shimmering green, the other radiating vibrant hues of five colors—both wings now clear and luminous, glowing with countless radiant beams. Han Li suddenly revealed the true form of his Fenglei Wings, which had been continuously manifesting as the wings of the Celestial Peng throughout. The two women were astonished to see the genuine appearance of the Fenglei Wings for the first time. Though the wings themselves did not undergo a dramatic transformation in shape, the overwhelming spiritual pressure radiating from them caused their faces to pale slightly. At that moment, Han Li's back-mounted green wing merely flickered, and two shimmering, translucent Qingling wings shot out, swiftly vanishing and then coming to rest before each of the two women. "The two items formed by concentrating the Kungpeng essence, my esteemed friends—please try them. They might prove quite effective!" Han Li smiled warmly. Yuan Yao and Yan Li exchanged glances, each expressing a mixture of hesitation and doubt. Yet Yan Li immediately reached out with one hand and grasped the Qingling wing that had just been hovering before her, then poured all her spiritual energy into it. "Pffft!" A soft sound followed, and a hazy, glowing aura expanded outward, enveloping the woman completely. "Ah, this seems truly remarkable. I'll give it a try. "If things don't work out, Brother Han, please lend me a hand!" Yan Li smiled warmly, her expression as bright as blossoms. "Of course," Han Li replied without hesitation. "I'll be right beside you, protecting you, Yan friend!" With a swift movement, Han Li transformed once more into a large green peacock and flew ahead, entering the black mist first. Yan Li then waved her hand, letting the green glow around her gently fade, and began to descend toward the lower ground. "Sister, be careful!" Yuan Yao couldn't help but offer a reminder. "Don't worry, Sister," Yan Li replied with a cheerful smile. "With Brother Han right beside me, there's no way anything will go wrong." Under the soft glow, she descended steadily. Yuan Yao kept her gaze fixed on Yan Li's figure. Han Li's green peacock had already settled at the edge of the black mist, quietly waiting for Yan Li to land. The clear green light eventually faded into the black mist. From within, a bright and delighted voice emerged: "It truly works! Although I still can't fully mobilize half of my spiritual power, I have no problem at all with complete flight or using ordinary techniques and treasures." "Ah, that's perfect," came a voice from the large green phoenix, as if韩立 had anticipated this all along. "Now, Yuan, come down too. I'll take a good look around here." Though the wind came with such fierce force and exerted a powerful suction from below, it still could not fully imprison him—merely slowing his movements slightly. With a sudden flap of his wings, he darted swiftly to the side of the graceful maiden, seizing her firmly. Then, a quick motion of his jade-green wings sent him on his way, aiming to break free from the strange ghostly mist. Yuan Yao had no time to retreat, and was likewise swept in, vanishing mysteriously beneath the flashing streaks of several black lightning bolts.