A thunderous crash erupted! As the black mountain peak barely dipped into the shimmering powder, it suddenly jolted and halted mid-air. This time, Han Li was genuinely surprised. How much the Yuanmagnetic Divine Mountain weighed—no one knew this better than he did. Even before he reached the stage of advancing to the Lingxu Realm, he could not have lifted it. After reaching Lingxu, he could only barely withstand its immense weight, thanks to the enhanced physical strength granted by the Buddha-Saint True Magic Technique. Yet how could this strange moth manage such a feat? With his heart filled with astonishment, Han Li immediately pressed his palms together, causing the golden image hovering above his head to wave its six arms. The golden aura spun rapidly and then suddenly burst forth in waves of golden flames. However, just after these flames traveled over ten zhang, they instantly transformed into a broad gust of pale golden wind and surged toward the opposite side. Not yet reaching the gray luminous powder, a sudden roar of wind erupted, and a surge of wind blades tore violently from the hurricane, instantly piercing the luminous powder—each blade vanishing as it struck, yet all fully embedded within it. A series of dull "pffft" sounds followed, as the blades struck something solid, yet no further unusual sounds emerged beneath, as though the strange moths inside had sustained no injury at all. In this situation, even Han Li's eyes flickered with surprise. While the strange form the monster had taken was rather odd, how could it possess such immense strength? Observing its relaxed demeanor, Han Li sensed that its divine power surpassed his own by a third. Yet, a cold gleam appeared in Han Li's eyes. Suddenly, the already shattered remnants of the flying swords near the monster flashed with a green light, then transformed into dozens of slender green threads that shot toward the creature with renewed vigor. For some reason, as soon as Han Li saw the monster transform into this form, he instinctively felt as though its immortality had been compromised. Without hesitation, he restored the flying swords once more, preparing to eliminate the creature. Suddenly, a sharp cry erupted from the monster's mouth, and the green scales covering its body instantly expanded into a dense array of translucent, hexagonal shields, resembling crystal, completely encasing its form. A strand of green silk shot toward it, flashing with a white glow, and instead of striking, it veered sharply aside, sweeping past at the sides—completely unable to inflict any harm. Seeing this, Han Li's expression grew troubled. Just as he intended to cast another spell, the giant moth arched its arms and then straightened them suddenly, producing a thunderous roar that sent the towering black mountain, reaching a thousand feet high, being hurled skyward. Immediately, the dense array of crystal shields flashed simultaneously, emitting sharp cracks, and shattered into brilliant white glows that instantly coalesced into a single, radiant mass. From a distance, it appeared as though a massive white sun had suddenly risen. This dazzling radiance even caused Han Li to close his eyes, murmuring to himself, "Not good!"—only to open them again a moment later, his eyes now glowing with a brilliant blue light. The white light was too brilliant; even with his spiritual vision, Han Li felt a sharp pressure and pain in his eyes. Yet in that brief moment, he had a clear view of what unfolded within the luminous veil. His lips twitched! At the very center of the light, there was nothing—no trace of the strange moth. The creature had vanished completely in the instant Han Li closed his eyes. Given Han Li’s extensive combat experience, he would never allow his opponent a single opening. Almost as soon as he realized the moth had disappeared, he merely flicked his other sleeve, sending five white jade skull heads spiraling out like arrows. They circled around Han Li, emitting waves of vibrant five-colored flames, fully covering a radius of over a hundred paces. At a distance of several dozen paces on Han Li’s side, a strange cry rang out, and suddenly, amid the swirling flames, a dark silhouette of seven or eight paces in height emerged. It was precisely the vanished moth! Yet at this moment, the monster had shrunk to only a fraction of its former size, its movements now sluggish and delayed within the blazing light, as though trapped. Upon seeing this, Han Li was overjoyed. Without further thought, he opened his mouth, and simultaneously a sphere of silver flame and a small jade stele of jade green hue burst forth. The silver flame spun once before suddenly transforming into a silver phoenix about a foot in size, which then surged forward. Meanwhile, the jade green stele emitted a resonant hum; as its lid lifted, a cascade of silken threads shot out, only to vanish almost instantly. At that very instant, ripples of space surged above the monster's head, and the silken threads materialized from the void, spreading out and instantly enveloping the creature tightly within the radiant light. However, as the serpent's body shimmered, a series of translucent, crystalline shields unexpectedly emerged on its surface, pushing the silken threads back to the outer layer. It was only then that the silver phoenix reached its side. Han Li, expression unchanged, quickly chanted several incantations. The silver phoenix did not directly strike the strange moth; instead, it opened its mouth, launching a filament of fine silver and gold. This filament was the ethereal light of spiritual vortex absorbed and newly incorporated by the phoenix. The filament flashed once, penetrating the moth's body despite the crystalline shield, then easily passed through the creature's chest, emerging from the opposite side. A blood hole the size of a thumb appeared on the moth's chest, yet the surrounding area was scorched, with no drop of blood flowing out. For an ordinary creature, such a chest wound would either immediately kill it or cause it to collapse instantly. Yet this strange moth merely lowered its head to gaze at the wound, its eyes flashing a look of disbelief—almost human-like—before it raised its serpent-like head and suddenly emitted a thunderous, piercing cry. At that very moment, the filament that had emerged from the other side spun once and then shot back, aiming once again to pierce through the creature's body. However, this time, the attack was clearly aimed at the creature's head. Yet suddenly, the strange moth's body shimmered with a series of vivid green flashes. With immense strength, it thrust its hands forward, breaking through the radiant flames and delivering a solid, forceful palm strike to its chest. A thunderous boom, like a bolt of lightning in clear skies, resonated, and an observable wave of sound immediately radiated outward in all directions. Upon contact with this wave, the five-colored flames instantly scattered. At the same time, the moth's serpent head executed an unexpected 180-degree turn, and its bright crimson-gold eyes coldly fixed upon the streams of silver and gold filaments rushing toward it. Two golden streaks burst forth from the eyes, merging into a single, focused beam that precisely struck the incoming spiritual vortex light. Upon contact, a deep rumble followed, and the two streams combined into a shimmering orb of silver and gold, which then trembled and burst into nothingness. With that, the spirit-burning phoenix spread its wings and launched itself forward. The giant serpent opened its mouth and expelled a globule of black liquid, instantly trapping the fire bird within, rendering it unable to free itself. At the same time, the strange moth suddenly snapped its massive tail against the void beneath it, twisting its body and launching itself like a bolt of arrow toward Han Li. However, as it moved, the space around it slightly warped, and the moth's form suddenly vanished in an odd manner. Seeing this, Han Li remained silent and suddenly pressed his palm against his brow. A flash of black light erupted, and the extinguishing eye technique momentarily manifested. Then, he slightly nodded his head, sending out beams of extinguishing divine light in all directions, which then swiftly vanished into the void. With a final stroke, the serpent's tail transformed into a streak of green light, sweeping past Han Li with such force that its trailing shadows seemed to form a mountain of spears rushing directly toward him. At the same time, the strange moth suddenly extended its upper body, lengthening several times as if boneless, reaching all the way to the space above Han Li's head. With a sweeping arm motion, countless sharp claws, accompanied by two distinct piercing sounds, plunged toward Han Li's forehead. After suffering successive setbacks, the monster grew furious and closed in swiftly, intent on tearing his opponent into countless fragments to vent his accumulated rage. Seeing the strange moth now clearly preparing for a close-quarters battle, Han Li's face, instead of showing alarm, brightened with delight. Without any apparent movement, the golden image hovering above his head suddenly flashed and vanished, fully merging into his body. Instantly, Han Li roared aloud, and not only did golden scales begin to shimmer on his body, but four solid golden arms also materialized behind him. As he moved, golden weapons, initially blurred and indistinct, gradually took form in his hands. These were six types of weapons—swords, spears, staffs, rings, mallets, and jian-steel clubs. A flash of determination passed across his brow, and a thick beam of black light shot forth, intercepting the two beams of golden light rushing toward him. Then, with a swift motion of his six arms, two golden weapons struck against the massive serpent's tail to the side, while the other four were split and raised upward in pairs, forming a shimmering canopy of golden weapon-shadows to shield the sky above. As the serpent's tail, claws, and golden light met, a thunderous roar erupted. Han Li staggered, his body shaken, and stepped back two paces. Under the intense flash of golden light from the six arms, the six weapons originally blurred in his hands shattered and dispersed completely, vanishing without a trace. The giant moth on the other side fared no better! Not only was its serpent tail rebounded, but its two strange limbs were left bloodied and torn, suffering considerable damage. Though this creature may possess greater strength than Han Li, it falls far short in terms of bodily resilience. Those crystalline, luminous shields seem to offer little protection against solid attacks such as blades.