The young man was slightly taken aback by Han Li's strange appearance, yet his pace remained unbroken. As he still hadn't reached him, two dark, shimmering blade streaks erupted in a cross-shaped intersection. The moment they appeared, the surrounding black mist surged violently, rushing toward the blade streaks. In an instant, the two streaks expanded dramatically, then vanished as they reached Han Li. Han Li's eyes flickered, and with a slight blur of his hands, two golden long swords suddenly materialized. With a smooth wrist motion, he boldly met the blade streaks head-on. As the thunderous sound erupted, golden electric arcs curled along the surface of the swords. "Pff!" "Pff!" When the dark blade streaks first collided with the golden lightning, they instantly fragmented and dissolved, as if completely subdued. "Ah!" the young man exclaimed in surprise. Han Li, however, let out a quiet, cold smile. Clearly, the blade streaks carried a substantial amount of evil and demonic energy—otherwise, even with his Qingzhu Fengyun sword's sharpness, such a decisive defeat would have been difficult to achieve. Thus, by turning against himself, the young man had sealed his own fate. Han Li swiftly shifted his thoughts, not allowing the youth to recover from his shock. With a single flap of his five-colored crystalline wings behind him, a radiant five-colored aura surged forth from his body. This aura was dazzling and brilliant, spinning steadily, with each hue of light shimmering vividly—like the sun itself rising from within Han Li. "Ah!" Even though the youth was half-demon, half-ghost, the intense light struck his eyes, prompting him instinctively to close them. At the same time, sensing the impending danger, he halted his forward momentum, stomped firmly with his foot, and then shot backward like a drawn bow, his movement now even faster than when he had first charged. At that moment, a thunderous crack echoed within the five-colored aura, and a flash of pale blue-white lightning arced behind the youth, causing Han Li to suddenly emerge in an unexpected manner. With a swift motion of his arms, a series of rushing sounds followed, and his two long swords transformed into golden beams, slashing downward. The young man's eyes had not yet fully opened, and his spiritual senses registered the attack slightly later, yet he could not have failed to perceive such a bold assault. Without hesitation, he simultaneously threw his two blades behind him, which then shot forth as two streaks of black light. Next, he pressed his palms together in a series of gestures, and his muscles instantly dissolved like gray ash, revealing an exceptionally translucent, crystalline white skeleton. This skeleton trembled as a whole, then emitted a layer of white light that fully enveloped his form. After two thunderous booms, the golden light from the two long swords was halted by the impact of the dual blades. Han Li found this entirely unsurprising. A being of Lingxu stage, when using its own body-transformed weapons, should possess some strength—otherwise, it would indeed be unusual. He had never expected these two flying swords to be sufficient to eliminate the creature entirely. Already at the very instant the two swords were cleaved through, as soon as his six arms swept out, countless fist-images instantly bloomed like golden lotuses all around. With a single motion, they then rained down upon the white light shield, striking it with relentless force. Though seemingly ordinary, each fist-impact carried the extraordinary, divine strength of Han Li's immensely powerful physique. This assault of storm and rain was entirely reliant on raw power. As the fist-images struck the shield, the surface, which had appeared impossibly solid, immediately trembled under the interplay of white and golden light. The entire shield shattered with a crisp sound under the relentless barrage. All of this occurred within the span of a single breath. The creature had only just turned its body and opened its eyes. Its flesh and blood had been completely consumed, leaving only two flickering green flames dancing within its eyes. Upon seeing the protective aura so easily shattered, the beast was instantly terrified, and without a moment's hesitation, opened its mouth. Several streaks of black, as dark as ink, shot forth toward Han Li, while its cranial dome burst with a deep thud, spewing out a round, jade-green orb that soared upward. The white bones of its body, now disintegrating and swirling, coalesced into a white bone shield, which then followed the orb, moving resolutely to form a rear-guard. The creature proved quite astute—having observed Han Li's extraordinary prowess and realizing it could not hold its own, it immediately decided to retreat. After years of cultivation within the Black and Celestial Mists, it believed that by increasing the distance between itself and Han Li, it could effortlessly leave him behind. Yet now, Han Li had resolved to strike. He could not allow this creature to escape unscathed and become a persistent threat. With a cold, frosty exhalation, a gray glow shimmered before him. The black streaks, spinning smoothly within the gray light, then vanished completely. The golden fist shadows vanished suddenly, and the Buddha-Saint True Magic Form behind shimmered with golden light. The six arms paused briefly, and six thick arcs of electricity surged forth on the palms, crackling with thunderous roars. As the arms stabilized, the six golden arcs transformed into six golden lightning spears. The arms blurred once more, and the six spears aligned into a straight line and shot forward. As the spears flashed and disappeared, they reached the nearby bone shield. The symbols around it shimmered and fluctuated, and the sharp tips of the spears struck the shield with great force. "Boom, boom, boom"—three thunderous impacts, and the shield, trembling, successfully deflected the first three spears. When the fourth spear struck, the shield could no longer bear the strain and burst open. The remaining three spears pierced through it in succession, and as they passed, they simultaneously struck a nearby green orb. As the electric arcs flashed, the emerald orb pulsed several times before shattering with a "pop." A ghostly, white-hooved beast with a bull's head, startled and disoriented, burst forth from within. Yet at this moment, the golden arc contracted simultaneously, condensing into an unyielding grid of electricity that instantly encased the spirit of the beast. A piercing, agonizing cry erupted from within the electric glow, and the ethereal form of the hao-spirit flickered several times before dissolving completely. This young creature, only recently advanced in its evolution, was thus utterly annihilated by Han Li in just three swift strikes. On one hand, the beast had grown overly confident, believing Han Li to possess only Fushen-level cultivation. On the other hand, Han Li's capabilities had vastly improved since his departure from the great island. Though he had not spent considerable time in dedicated cultivation, he had first acquired the Jingzhe Twelve Techniques from the Tianpeng Clan and later mastered the Ritual of Thunder Summoning from the depths of the earth, greatly enhancing the power and might of his divine thunder. Furthermore, the true spiritual essences of the Kungpeng and the Five-Colored Peacock, which he had consumed over time, had significantly invigorated his inner energy and magical power. And before his advanced stage of becoming a divine-being, Han Li had already been able to defeat entities at the Tranquil Void level. Now, he certainly didn't regard this half-fairy, half-god as anything more than a mere match. Moreover, since this creature seemed to be carrying no significant treasures, it was even less of a threat to Han Li. Upon eliminating the current beast, Han Li coldly surveyed the scattered bones lying on the ground, then flicked his finger, sending out a glowing crimson fireball. With a soft "pffft," all the remains of the beast were instantly engulfed and consumed by the flames, vanishing completely within moments. Han Li didn't linger, and soon after, his figure dissolved into the black mist. Though he had easily defeated his opponent, the unexpected and unprovoked battle left him rather dissatisfied. Yet he was unaware that this single action had casually eliminated several mid-tier beast creatures of the Hei Yin Mountain Range, which had previously served as their strongholds and relied upon them. It instantly extinguished the plans of those several beastly creatures, who had intended to leverage this half-goblin, half-beast entity's strength to break free from the Tianpeng Clan's bondage and secure their independence. Yet these events naturally bore little connection to Han Li. He continued walking toward the edge of the mist, deep in thought about the new sword technique. After over a month and a half, a sudden surge of black mist rolled across the outskirts of the fog sea, followed by a flash of gray light—then a figure burst forth, soaring upward with great momentum. After several swift movements, he reached the summit of a remote mountain, and as his glow faded, revealed his true form. It was Han Li himself, just emerged from the Black冥Mist Sea! Upon finally stepping out of the Black冥Mist Sea, he was filled with exhilaration and stood proudly upon a massive white stone, raising his head to emit a long, resonant roar. The sound surged straight toward the heavens, causing the surrounding air to hum and ripple, and even the high-altitude clouds to tremble and swirl. At this moment, Han Li quickly scanned the surroundings and soon determined the position of the massive island he was on. Immediately, he surged forward as a great streak of azure light. After several flashes, the streak faded into a black dot at the horizon, and then vanished completely. Then, Han Li plunged directly into his bedroom, lay down on the bed without a word, and immediately fell asleep. He slept for two full days and two nights! Although he had rested briefly at the old man of the Jiang family, how could that compare to the comfort and rejuvenation of his own dwelling? When Han Li opened his eyes again, he felt completely refreshed—both physically and mentally. With a simple movement, he rose from the bed, washed up a bit, and then stepped out of the room with renewed energy. After resting, he naturally proceeded to the inner chamber to reflect upon his recent journey and continued to drink the True Toad Elixir, closing himself off to deepen his cultivation. He aimed to reach the peak of the Huashen stage and begin his ascent toward the Liangxu stage. It was essential to fully refine the spiritual power contained within the Tian Peng Relic as soon as possible, so that he could obtain the refining techniques for the True Dragon and True Phoenix blood—thus integrating these two precious spiritual essences into his body earlier. As for comprehending the sword array of the new sword technique and refining the various flying swords, these too seemed pressing matters, equally urgent and requiring prompt resolution. While mentally pondering these points, Han Li walked toward the chamber, suddenly reaching one hand to his back of the head. Instantly, a dark glow surged from the top of his head, flashing briefly before transforming into a slender black figure several inches tall, hovering in mid-air—his second immaterial embryo. Then, with a swift movement of his sleeves, Ti Hun and Bo Lin the leopard-beast were released. Han Li smiled, waved gently at the three, tossed the mysterious vial to the second embryo, and then continued on his way. Upon receiving the vial, the second embryo smiled calmly in the air, remaining silent until Han Li had turned a corner and vanished completely. Only then did he softly speak several instructions to the two beasts, and with a subtle flick, took off toward another direction.