Outside the cave, four figures in yellow robes led the procession, all at the stage of Lingxu, while the others were armored soldiers holding silver-long spears, standing in a vigilant posture. "Master Han, we have been dispatched by the elder Qianji to escort you to where the others are gathering," said the leading yellow-robed man, bowing respectfully as he saw Han Li step out of the cave. "Then it will be a great honor for us," Han Li replied calmly, showing no surprise. Leading the vehicle were two massive green birds, their bodies covered in lustrous, emerald feathers, exquisitely beautiful. It was immediately evident that this was no ordinary vehicle! Seeing this, Han Li did not hesitate and stepped inside. The four yellow-robed foreign beings also rose into the air and alighted upon the vehicle, standing with practiced ease at each of the four corners, perfectly enclosing Han Li within their protective circle. With a few clear calls, the two green birds spread their wings, lifting the vehicle into the sky. The silver-clad soldiers, in turn, each released a silver disc, and those who were wielding their magical devices ascended into the air as well. Soon, the jade-colored vehicle soared through the sky, reaching a height of several hundred paces, hurtling toward a specific location within Yun City. Clearly, the entire city was on high alert—its streets were unusually sparse in foot traffic, and along the route, countless formations of soldiers could be seen patrolling both on the ground and in the air. Han Li also noticed that, at certain particularly significant locations, subtle tremors of the seals were gradually becoming apparent, as though several spell arrays and seals had been fully activated. It seemed that the senior management of Yun City truly took this opening of Guanghan Realm very seriously. The spiritual chariot traveled smoothly without any incidents, directly arriving near the inn where Han Li had first activated the Guanghan Seal the previous day. Now, the entire area was completely enclosed by a dense, layered network of seals. Far beyond these seals, dozens of towering pillars—each reaching hundreds of paces in height—rose up, forming a circular enclosure that encompassed an area of over ten miles centered on the inn. These pillars radiated vibrant, multicolored lights, and together they formed a five-colored luminous canopy that completely concealed everything within, rendering it impossible for outsiders to see anything inside. However, as Fang Yi approached this area, he immediately noticed that the guards were ten times more numerous than in other regions, almost completely encircling the entire area. There were also over a hundred unidentified puppets, each standing seven to eight zhang tall—some dark as ink, others glowing a vivid crimson like fire—scattered throughout, motionless. Upon seeing this, Han Li's face briefly showed a look of surprise. The guards stationed here were clearly at least at the Jiedan level, with the majority being at the Yuanying stage. Even at the Liangxu level, he spotted no less than twenty or thirty within a brief sweep of his divine awareness. Not to mention the layered defensive spells and wards surrounding the area—clearly indicating an exceptionally rigorous defense. Yet, the Qingse Lingche, traveling through the region, encountered no one to check its identity or obstruct its path. Now, as they approached the luminous screen, several armored officers suddenly emerged from within it, flying toward Han Li and the others. These officers rode creatures resembling giant wolves, yet each bore wings on their backs. The nearby luminous screen trembled slightly, splitting open with a hum to form a passage. Yet within the passage, the colors of light flowed erratically, appearing profoundly mysterious. Immediately, the yellow-robed man urged his leading green spirit bird forward, and the spiritual chariot surged directly into the passage. Several figures who had come to greet them and the armored soldiers hurried to follow. Though the screen seemed only a single layer, the spiritual chariot flew through it nearly for the duration of a meal before finally reaching the exit. Witnessing this, Han Li was slightly startled. It appeared that the screen itself contained a spatial seal—anyone unaware of its presence, even with the most refined teleportation techniques, would be momentarily trapped within. With such a delay, those attempting to sneak in had long been detected by those inside. Han Li quickly pondered this in his mind. At that moment, the green spirit chariot burst forth from the exit, and the scene suddenly brightened, bringing everything into clear view before Han Li. Two immense arrays, each spanning dozens of zhang in diameter, stood prominently below. Their surfaces were embedded with countless crystal stones the size of a human fist, while intricate, mysterious patterns engraved along their edges shimmered with softly glowing, varied hues. From a distance, they appeared breathtakingly splendid. Between the two arrays, apart from a newly constructed hall covering several mu of land, there were no other buildings. Yet, throughout the arrays and around the grand hall, people were constantly moving—thousands of beings from various ethnic groups gathered. Most were infantry soldiers on guard duty, while several hundred wore distinct attire, all of whom were clearly highly accomplished in their cultivation. These individuals, seemingly grouped around the two arrays and the hall, remained silent, none of them speaking. However, as soon as the jade-colored spiritual carriage that carried Han Li emerged from the sky, numerous figures below immediately spotted it and promptly raised their heads to gaze upward. Yet the yellow-robed man paid no attention to the others' glances, simply steering his spiritual chariot into a graceful aerial loop before landing on a specially designated open space in front of the hall. Upon taking a quick glance, Han Li noticed that beside him, another spiritual chariot—identical in every way—was being quietly observed. The only difference was that this one was entirely snow-white. "Master Han, the elders including Qianji have been waiting for you inside the hall. As our duty requires, we can only escort you this far," the yellow-robed man said, bowing politely once the chariot came to a stop. "Thank you, Brother Tie!" Han Li returned the bow with a gentle smile. Then, with a subtle shift of his form, he drifted down from the chariot and, upon setting his feet firmly on the ground, calmly strode toward the hall. The dozen soldiers stationed outside the hall watched as Han Li descended from the chariot, gazing at him with curiosity, but said nothing and did not approach to inquire further. Han Li, seeing this, naturally paid no attention and walked in without a word. Passing through a corridor lined with armed guards, he found himself instantly in a vast hall. Inside, forty or fifty people were either seated or standing, arranged on either side. At the center, a chair glowed, occupied by a young white man in his twenties—precisely the young man of the Wang family. Meanwhile, several saints at the Consolidated Body stage—Qi Ji Zi, Duan Tian Ren, Cai Liu Ying, and others—sat scattered in the lower areas. Behind them stood a group of men and women of varying appearances, all radiating strong energy, and all of them at the peak of the Transcendent Realm. When Han Li entered the hall, Qi Ji Zi was smiling and speaking to the young Wang man, while the others listened quietly. As soon as Han Li stepped into the hall, the majority of the attendees turned their gaze sharply toward him. "Allow me to pay my respects to all of you, esteemed elders!" Han Li was momentarily startled upon seeing the young Wang man, yet composedly bowed deeply to the ancient figures. "Friend Han, you've also arrived. Excellent—Guanghan Realm will begin its activation in a few hours. I'll introduce you to the companions who will be transported with you shortly." Qi Jizǐ smiled warmly. "Yes, the junior is ready to follow the senior's instructions at all times." Han Li, at this moment, naturally said nothing but agreement. "Ah, you're the one who accidentally activated that Guanghan Seal!" After quickly glancing over Han Li, the young man with the surname Wang seemed to notice something noteworthy, his eyes briefly flashing a subtle expression of surprise. "Reporting to Senior Wang, it is indeed me," Han Li bowed respectfully, not wanting to miss any opportunity to show his courtesy. "You recognize me," the young man seemed somewhat taken aback. "I once had the privilege of seeing your grace at the auction gathering of the Four Clans," Han Li replied calmly. "The Dead Clan's auction. Ah, so it seems we share a certain connection. Though your cultivation level is only at the Seventh Rank of the Upper Clan, your inner strength and spiritual awareness surpass those of your peers by several times." I have here a "Heavenly Vanguard Seal," an unusual treasure I accidentally acquired in my early years. While it consumes considerable spiritual energy and concentration, it proves extremely useful for those below the Saint Rank—particularly suited to your journey. I'm giving it to you." The young man named Wang stared at Han Li for a moment longer, then, after a brief pause, spoke these words, which came as a surprise to everyone else. As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his sleeve, and instantly a shimmering object shot forth, flying straight toward Han Li. Han Li was first startled, then both amazed and delighted. In a flash, he quickly thought through his thoughts and immediately thanked the man repeatedly, reaching out with one hand to grasp the object as it flew. However, a cascade of jade-like mist burst from his fingertips, instantly wrapping the object and drawing it into his hands. Upon closer inspection, he found it was a small silver seal, about five or six inches in size, with a simple, ancient design. When he turned it over, three purple characters, each about the size of a soybean, were engraved at the base. These characters read: "Heavenly Vanguard Seal," in ancient script. It is an extremely rare ancient script. Fortunately, he had studied a wide variety of subjects in his youth, and had fortunately encountered it before, allowing him to recognize it at once.