At nearly the same time, Han Li found himself in a strange realm, the surroundings shrouded in a hazy gray. The only striking feature was a massive black gate standing at a distance, flickering intermittently, exuding an air of mystery. This gate appeared identical to the one he had seen in the earlier screen. It seemed as though he had been suddenly transported into the scene depicted on the screen. "Indeed, this is a place resembling a Shu Mi immortal realm," Han Li observed, his gaze fixed on the great gate, though a touch of strangeness crept onto his face. Suddenly, he spun his hand once, and with a flash of luminous energy, a stack of colorful array discs materialized in his hands. With a swift series of gestures, he activated the discs, which then shot out and, upon reaching the surrounding area, halted momentarily before transforming into clusters of glowing spheres that plummeted straight down. As soon as they touched the ground, they vanished completely, leaving no trace. A short while later, thick, milky-white mist surged forth from the points where the discs had disappeared. Thick and unbroken, it had coalesced into an extremely viscous fog wall, completely concealing Han Li and the massive gate ahead. On the other side of the fog wall, Han Li slightly relaxed his expression. He shook his sleeve, and a cluster of emerald light encased an object, which spiraled before suddenly hovering before him. It was the Xitian Sacred Cauldron! He raised his hand and lightly touched the cauldron. Immediately, the lid of the cauldron flew open, and a flash of green light followed, sending forth a pale, ethereal figure. In midair, a young girl of about six or seven years old appeared—dressed in a white dress, with a small braid and a round, charming face. It was Qu'er! "Respectfully, sir!" the girl bowed gracefully to Han Li, smiling brightly. "Excellent! You managed to remain completely still within the cauldron, so subtle that even I couldn't detect your presence. The two others certainly couldn't have noticed you either." Han Li beamed with satisfaction and praised her. "This is all thanks to the treasures and talismans bestowed by the young lord. Otherwise, with only a little of Qu'er's abilities, how could she have evaded two cultivators at the peak of the Liangxu stage?" The white-robed child said with a cheerful smile. As she spoke, a flash of black light revealed a large, strangely dark cloth floating out from her body. Then, with a single hand reaching out into the air, a purple-hazy Taiyi Huaqing talisman suddenly materialized. Han Li smiled slightly at this, then his expression grew serious as he asked, "When I first collected the treasures from the Golden Cauldron, I intentionally made the spiritual light shine brightly, allowing you to be subtly transferred into the Xuting Cauldron. But since the time between our opening this cauldron has been quite short—have you had a chance to act?" "Ah, Qu'er is indeed swift!" The young girl beamed with pride, then flipped her small hand, and a golden pill appeared. "Excellent! The Xuling Pill!" Han Li, though he had already formed a vague impression, was genuinely delighted upon seeing the pill. He raised his hand and, with a simple gesture, summoned the golden pill from the girl's hand, examining it carefully. To his satisfaction, it was exactly the same as the two he had previously received. Though Han Li still didn't know the specific effects of this pill, the fact that even combined beings such as Cai Liuying and Duan Tianren, who were fully integrated, had both insisted on securing it—showing fierce competition—clearly demonstrated its rarity. "Since the master had previously instructed that the instrumental treasures be left untouched, and that special attention be paid to medicine bottles and medicine chests, we only managed to draw out one pill from the bottle. The master had specified that if more than two pills were available, we could take one. Queru followed this instruction precisely. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have kept the other two myself..." The young girl lifted her rosy lips with a touch of regret. Han Li smiled and explained a few words, then with a single hand stroke on his storage bracelet, the original purple-gold vial reappeared in his hands. He poured the pills into it and, with a flash of spiritual light, affixed several scrolls of sealing runes spanning several zhangs before carefully storing the vial once more. "Master's words must be sound, I agree. Yet, watching these precious pills fall into the hands of those two, I still feel a certain sense of reluctance," Qu'er said, still somewhat unconvinced. Han Li nodded with a smile, but then remembered something else. He raised his sleeve, and from within, a dense stream of long, slender blades—each a few inches in length—burst forth. Each blade gleamed with a cold, sharp light, thin as paper, swiftly spreading throughout the surrounding space, totaling an impressive number of three or four hundred. "Master, these are—?" the young girl stared, utterly amazed. "These blades were forged from the wings of a strange moth I encountered overseas last time," Han Li said. "There are exactly three hundred and sixty of them. Since I see you haven't any protective items yet, I'm giving them to you as a gift for your Though they couldn't compare with top-tier treasures like the Heavens-Connecting Sacred Jewels, if they could fully absorb all of them, they would certainly be sufficient for defense against ordinary opponents. This counts as your reward for this achievement!" Han Li said, extending one hand toward the void. At once, the myriad streaks of cold light flashed, and the three hundred and more flying blades darted swiftly toward him. In a short while, all of them settled into two thick stacks, now firmly in his hands. Han Li smiled, lifted the blades gently, and passed them over to the other side. "Thank you so much for your generous gift!" Qu'er exclaimed, her face filled with both surprise and delight. With a subtle shift of her form, she momentarily faded into obscurity. Yet a moment later, she reappeared suddenly before Han Li, eagerly accepting the blades. "Alright, for safety's sake, you should first return to your true form and thoroughly absorb these blades. Don't appear in public unless I summon you." Han Li's expression grew serious as he issued the instruction. "Yes, sir. Qu'er will diligently cultivate and abide by your instructions. The young girl in white naturally agreed wholeheartedly, then pressed a hand seal, transforming the group of flying daggers into a bright white glow that surged toward Han Li and vanished into one of his sleeves, disappearing completely. Upon seeing this, Han Li exhaled in relief, and as his gaze shifted, it settled on the massive gate nearby, his expression gradually turning thoughtful. At the same time, in the original purple main hall, Shi Kun and Liu Shui'er were both staring at the screen before them, each looking utterly puzzled. They noticed that the layer of green light covering the screen had completely dissipated, revealing the entire image clearly. However, instead of the original grand gate, the scene now filled with a thick layer of pale milky mist, making the gate itself completely invisible. Several yellow banners, which had appeared unexpectedly around the screen at some point, shimmered with a soft yellow glow, forming a well-structured and intricate magical array that encircled the screen. A faint ripple of spatial disturbance remained suspended above the array. Meanwhile, a few shimmering treasures floated gently around Li Shui'er and Shi Kun, rotating slowly in a circular motion. "Li Lady, what should we do? We've already drawn upon the power of the magical array and have even exchanged several powerful artifacts, yet we still cannot break through the seal at the screen's entrance. It's clear this spatial seal cannot be dispelled within a short time. But how did Han Brother enter so effortlessly? I didn't see him exert much effort at all," Shi Kun sighed, suddenly turning to Li Shui'er. "Didn't you notice?" Li Shui'er paused thoughtfully before asking back. "What do you mean?" The sturdy man genuinely seemed puzzled. "Didn't you notice that just now, Han Brother's eyebrows subtly transformed into a third black eye—doesn't that resemble the one described in the legends?" Li Shui'er said calmly. "You mean the Eye of Annihilation!" Shi Kun, though not an ordinary person, suddenly had a revelation after being gently reminded by the cloak-wearing lady. "Exactly so." Besides the legendary Eye of Annihilation rumored to be possessed by this spirit, Xiao Mei has never heard of any other extraordinary abilities that are similar and capable of easily tearing through spatial seals to enter within the screen. "The Eye of Annihilation indeed possesses such a miraculous ability. If this is truly the case, then unless we sacrifice the entrance entirely, there would be no opportunity to enter," Shi Kun said, frowning and murmuring. "By working together and bearing some loss of vital energy, we certainly stand a good chance of achieving this. However, should we fail, it would effectively cut off Han friend's retreat—implying that Shi brother might face strong resentment and even have to endure spatial ruptures from within, as Han would emerge with the Eye of Annihilation. With such a powerful ability, this situation would certainly become quite serious," Xiao Mei said, her eyes glinting with subtle shifts of expression, and smiled lightly. Shi Kun listened to Liu Shui'er's words, his face slightly pale. After glancing at the screen once more, he immediately cleared his throat and smiled dryly: "Liu Lady is jesting. How could I possibly do something so self-sacrificing and detrimental to others? If we cannot break this spatial seal in the near future, why not leave this place and explore other pavilions instead—perhaps we'll find something else of value?" "Your suggestion, Brother Shi, truly resonates with my own thoughts—I had exactly the same intention," Liu Shui'er replied, smiling warmly in agreement. Seeing this, Shi Kun chuckled softly, cast one final lingering glance at the screen, and then suddenly flung his great sleeve to the side. Instantly, a strange yellow gale surged forth from the sleeve, sweeping through the hall and lifting not only the spears and great axes mounted on the walls, but also all the various armor scattered on the ground, as if they had been caught in a powerful current.