"My master didn't go into great detail," Liu Shui'er nodded. "Excellent! I never expected to meet the renowned Taiyi Qingguang during this journey. Though I haven't obtained any other treasures, this trip has certainly been worthwhile." Han Li exhaled softly, a gentle smile appearing at the corner of his lips. Meanwhile, Liu Shui'er gazed at the white mist below, her eyes reflecting thoughtful contemplation. Suddenly, she flipped her hand, and a crimson flying spear appeared in her grasp. With a single gesture, the spear transformed into a bright crimson streak, shooting straight toward the white luminous aura above. In an instant, the streak reached the space above the white glow, as if poised to merge into it. Yet at that moment, the streak trembled suddenly, and the spear emitted a mournful cry, shattering into seven or eight fragments in the next breath—as though struck simultaneously by seven or eight invisible divine weapons, easily cleaving it apart. The fragments of the flying fork, after a further downward fall, were then struck by a dense stream of additional attacks, ultimately bursting into scattered points of crimson light and vanishing entirely. Han Li witnessed this scene, his smile briefly fading, his expression growing serious. His divine awareness, when swept downward, had failed to detect the form of the Ethereal Azure Light. Yet, thanks to having previously activated his Qing Ming Spiritual Vision, he had, at the moment of the fork's explosion, with his pupils flashing blue, faintly perceived dozens of delicate, translucent spectral figures striking upon it. These forms appeared remarkably blurred even under the vision, completely transparent in appearance. It seemed these were indeed the true nature of the Ethereal Azure Light. "Indeed, this Ethereal Azure Light is quite enigmatic," Li Shui'er remarked, seemingly able to sense those spectral forms as well, and sighed softly. Upon hearing this, Han Li's brow furrowed slightly, then raised his arm, and a streak of azure light emerged from within his sleeve. After a similar spiraling motion, this light then descended downward. Suddenly, a green flying sword of about a foot in length appeared—the Qing Zhu Feng Yun Sword! It descended with astonishing speed, and in a single flick, it reached a height of only several dozen paces from Bai Xia. Han Li's eyes flashed with a subtle blue glow, and he gazed steadily downward without blinking. To his surprise, dozens of delicate, filament-like spectral figures suddenly emerged around the sword, then flashed and struck the sword's surface. A sharp, piercing cry rang out! The sword's surface flashed with green light, maintaining its sharpness and momentarily holding firm, yet it continued to plummet downward. As it approached the point of contact with Bai Xia, the spectral figures suddenly swelled into hundreds and thousands, rushing in waves toward the sword. At last, the Qing Zhu Feng Yun Sword could no longer withstand the pressure and emitted a low moan, then cracked and shattered into a burst of vibrant green light. Han Li's face slightly tightened, yet he said nothing, and with a single hand, reached out into the air. The green light in his hand gathered at one point, and gradually, a complete, intact flying sword reformed. Li Shui'er by the side gazed on, her eyes flashing with surprise. Han Li, however, shook his head and with a single wave of his hand, the flying sword in his grasp vanished. Though he still held other treasures with defensive capabilities far surpassing the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword, these were irreplaceable once destroyed—naturally, he could not risk attempting the seal with them. Yet despite his outward composure, Han Li was secretly thrilled. The Taiyi Qingguang—the rare luminous glow inherent in the Taiyi Qingshan, the primary material used to construct one of the Five Extremes Peaks in the Yuanhe Five Extremes Mountain—was precisely what this seal seemed to rely upon. While there existed other rare treasures emitting the Taiyi Qingguang, not all of them were shaped like mountain peaks. Given that this seal might have been left behind by a true Immortal and had maintained its potency unchanged since ancient times, it seemed only the continuous supply of Taiyi Qingguang from the Taiyi Qingshan peaks could achieve such enduring strength. Thus, if he could secure this mountain, he could surely look forward to the second peak as well. Han Li silently pondered this, yet replied calmly to the young woman: "The Taiyi Qingguang is indeed sharp—neither you nor I can dispel it alone. We must wait for Shi Kun's arrival, and together with him, break through the seal." "I agree entirely," said Liu Shui'er. "We'll find a suitable place nearby to rest, settle our energies, and rejuvenate our strength." The two exchanged a few more words, then their light forms surged forward, swiftly heading in a new direction. After a short while, they descended through the sky, reaching a location some thousand miles away. Though the wind and sand there were strong, Liu Shui'er raised her hand and had already summoned a yellow, translucent orb. As the orb spun gently, it immediately emitted a broad band of yellow light, enveloping both Han Li and the young woman. The wind and sand around them were instantly cleared away by the radiance. Slowly, Han Li and Liu Shui'er drifted downward, finally settling within a once-grand hall that had collapsed in half, leaving only a partial structure behind. …Half a month later, a flash of light appeared at the far horizon, and a faint streak of light surged toward this location. After a few quick flashes, the luminous glow condensed above the pavilion where Han Li and Liu Shui'er had taken shelter, revealing a tall figure. It was Shi Kun of the Stone Cocoon Clan. However, the large man now appeared pale, his eyes dim with a faint glow, as though his vital energy had been significantly depleted. Shi Kun did not immediately descend toward the sandy plain below, but instead remained alert, scanning the surroundings carefully to ensure there were no disturbances. Only after confirming everything was normal did he flick his hand and produce a new magical disk. He focused intently on the disk, a yellow glow briefly flashing across his body, then silently descended. The yellowish sand particles falling from above struck his protective aura, producing a metallic, rhythmic sound, yet they could not penetrate it in the slightest. Yet when Shi Kun finally reached the pavilion, Han Li and Liu Shui'er had already been waiting patiently at the entrance. "Stone brother, your complexion looks so poor—did something go wrong on the way?" Li Shui'er glanced at Shi Kun carefully and asked, somewhat surprised. "Far from just a minor inconvenience—this time, I nearly lost my life altogether," Shi Kun replied, his expression relaxing slightly upon seeing Han Li and the two others, only to quickly break into a wry smile as he shifted his stance and suddenly materialized in front of Han Li and Li Shui'er. "Did Stone friend not manage to shake off those fierce insects earlier?" Han Li asked slowly. He remembered clearly—the group of fierce insects that had chased after the Han clan were precisely the same silver tide insects that had been trailing behind him. Unless they were completely eliminated, it would have been extremely difficult to dislodge them. "Those insects were indeed troublesome, but I employed a secret technique passed down from my master, which kept them from making me look so desperate. It was only on the road that I encountered people from the Xuehou Clan, who pursued me relentlessly for nearly a full month before I finally managed to escape." Shi Kun said, gritting his teeth. "The Xuehou Clan!" That is precisely the race—only capable of wielding ice-based techniques, and firmly believing that ice is the fundamental origin of all magical powers, fiercely antagonizing the mad, eccentric beings who cultivate other forms of magic. Li Shui'er was quite startled. "Indeed, it's that very race. Though their overall strength is merely average, and every individual seems utterly irrational, their individual combat prowess is on par with the elite members of the Sea King's Angle Chi's great clan. This race used to dwell in the far northern reaches of the Thunder Roar Continent, so remote that they were rarely heard of, and thus seldom received the Qinghan Mandate to enter the Qinghan Realm. Unanticipatedly, not only have they now entered this realm, but I've also happened to encounter them—quite unfortunate for me." Shi Kun said, expressing his frustration. Han Li, having studied the relevant texts, naturally knew the unusual history of the Snow Roar Clan. Upon hearing this, he exchanged a glance with Li Shui'er and could only sigh in sympathy for the Han dynasty's misfortune. Given the current state of affairs of the Han dynasty, it was clearly not suitable for them to immediately join the two of them in breaking the seals. Thus, after a brief consultation, the three decided to wait another five or six days, allowing Shi Kun to recover his strength before formally launching their campaign. Naturally, Han Li also casually informed Shi Kun about the angle-chi people residing several ten thousand miles away. Upon hearing this, Da Han opened his mouth wide, looking somewhat bewildered. Five or six days passed swiftly. During this time, neither Han Li’s puppet nor Liu Shui'er’s spirit beast detected any unusual activity among the angle-chi people under the illusionary spell. As if, once the angle-chi people had cast their spell, they had then gone silent, taking no further significant actions. Although Han Li and Liu Shui'er and the others did not fully understand the angle-chi people’s intentions, they naturally wished to preserve this situation until the very end, ensuring a smooth removal of the seal and a quiet departure. That day, the three silently ascended into the sky, gliding without a sound, and quietly made their way toward the sealed area. After a brief period of effort, three streaks of evasive light reappeared near the cluster of white luminous mist. Han Li and his two companions stepped into view, their forms briefly blurring before suddenly dispersing into an eerie triangular formation, hovering just above the edge of the lower seal. "Therefore, the two of you still need to be especially cautious!" Li Shui'er glanced at Han Li and Shi Kun, her expression solemn. Clearly, the task of breaking the seals was primarily her responsibility. Upon hearing Li Shui'er's words, Han Li smiled slightly and replied, "We both arrived here after considerable effort, so naturally we will do our utmost to ensure that nothing falls short. But back then, when our senior mentors made their original agreement, didn't both of you—Li Lady and Shi Dao—know about it?" "Han brother, please rest assured. We have both received our master's promise. Aside from the few items that our own master and Duan senior still need, all the treasures we discover will be entirely up to our fortune. We will not ask for anything additional." Shi Kun, listening to this, chuckled and nodded in agreement. Upon hearing these words, Han Li smiled and gave a satisfied nod.