Han Li and the second Yuan Ying were severely afflicted. Even more distressing, this agony could not be alleviated or resisted by any spell or divine technique, leaving them as ordinary mortals, directly enduring the excruciating pain akin to being cut to pieces with thousands of blades. Although Han Li's body could withstand direct strikes from flying swords and spears, under this overwhelming agony, his internal qi momentarily lost control, causing him to fall to the ground. A heavy thud echoed. Despite his intense pain, the foundational True Saint's Divine Magic功 (Fàn Shèng Zhēn Mó Gōng) remained intact, so the mere height could not harm his physical form at all. In fact, the powerful impact had pressed the ground, forming a small depression and sending fragments of stones flying outward. Han Li had no time to attend to such details; his initial cry of pain was followed by tightly closed lips, as he forced himself to endure it, though his face gradually turned slightly bluish. This kind of suffering was far beyond what ordinary people could bear, and he could only resist with his own indomitable will. Under these circumstances, Han Li only felt his spiritual essence blazing with an unusual heat, as though enveloped by an inexplicable scorching force, causing even his soul fragments to burn fiercely. Though he managed to maintain a faint sense of clarity, he was deeply startled. With a firm jaw, he shifted his body and, against all odds, managed to sit upright within the pit. Assuming the lotus position, he pressed his palms into specific gestures, and his golden glow intensified once more. After gradually acclimating to the pain, he attempted to harness the powerful strength of the Buddhist-Saint True Demon Technique to forcibly expel the strange sensations. Yet, at the very next moment, something unexpected occurred. As his inner spiritual energy flowed, the pain transformed into streams of cool energy surging rapidly into his meridians, forming a previously unseen, peculiar energy that propelled the Buddhist-Saint True Demon Technique to operate at an astonishing pace. After completing one full cycle, his cultivation level unexpectedly advanced slightly. Although the increases, considered in relative terms, were not substantial, they were indeed genuine and tangible gains. Moreover, this peculiar enhancement in cultivation was continuing to grow as the Fàn Shèng Zhēn Mó Power flowed through him. Such a fortunate development could hardly fail to leave him astonished and delighted. Han Li simply ceased to ponder the reasons behind it, closed his eyes immediately, and with golden light flashing across his body, focused entirely on his cultivation. Under these circumstances, each full cycle of the power's practice equated to a year's rigorous training under normal conditions—something he would never hesitate to seize. Nevertheless, compared to the second Yuan-Emperor in the distant light column, the enhancement remained significantly behind. While the second Yuan-Emperor too was actively practicing the power to alleviate his pain, the sheer magnitude of energy directly flowing into him meant that his efforts to counteract it were truly negligible in comparison to the relentless influx. Thus, despite the continuous practice, his pain remained almost unchanged. Yet, the enhancement in the second immortal embryo's cultivation was far beyond what could be achieved in the foundation of Han Li himself, nearly three to four times greater. After just one meal's worth of time, it surged from the early to the mid stage of the Huashen stage, encountering no obstacles at all. Time passed steadily! Han Li felt his body tremble, a peculiar sensation surging to his heart. After exerting considerable effort, the bottleneck of the early stage of the Lianxu cultivation was finally broken, and he successfully advanced into the mid stage of Lianxu. Overjoyed, Han Li continued to vigorously channel the Fanzheng Zhenmo Technique. Unaware of the subtle shift, at the very instant he attained the mid stage of Lianxu, golden droplets within the distant light column flashed briefly, then suddenly converged and surged upon the second immortal embryo. In an instant, a brand-new golden form reemerged and reformed within the light column. This new form also possessed three heads and six arms, yet was adorned with striking purple and golden patterns that formed somewhat blurred, strange symbols. These purple-gold runes were not only faint and indistinct, but also appeared somewhat incomplete. Thus, the glow emanating from the golden body had changed dramatically compared to before—now a deep crimson-gold light subtly shimmered with streaks of purple, making it profoundly mysterious. The third, previously blurred face on the golden body had become noticeably clearer, with features such as eyes and nose now discernible. Yet, the facial features of this third face still lacked sharp definition. With the second true infant soul now inhabiting the new golden body, the absorption of refined spiritual energy and the five-colored runes had significantly increased, and the pain had noticeably eased. Shortly thereafter, the second infant soul's cultivation advanced from mid-Stage of Transformation into the late Stage of Transformation, rapidly surging toward its peak. A little while later, when Han Li's cultivation was nearing the peak of mid-Stage of Transcendence, and he was gathering strength in preparation for the next stage of breakthrough. The second Yuan Ying spent some time to break through the boundary of the Huashen stage, entering the Liangxi realm that was comparable to Han Li's true body. This astonishing pace of advancement left even the most accomplished spiritual masters of the Ling World utterly speechless. Pure spiritual energy and five-colored runes flashed into the golden droplets, washing and refining them once again with mysterious energies. Within the golden droplets, purple filaments of light thickened imperceptibly, growing steadily beyond human sight. At the same time, Han Li, as the power of the milky-white light column surged, felt his bodily and spiritual pains intensify significantly. The overwhelming pain penetrated deeply into his essence, nearly causing him to lose consciousness with a sudden blackout. Fortunately, having grown accustomed to such suffering over time, he managed to maintain his balance and avoid collapsing. Moreover, the spiritual energy circulating within him absorbed a notably greater amount of cool qi than before, accelerating his cultivation progress slightly. … Han Li felt as though he were caught between a realm of ice and a realm of fire. His cultivation had already reached the peak of the mid-stage of the Transcendent Void state half a minute ago, and he had successfully impacted his later-stage realms over a dozen times through the mysterious energy. However, this current bottleneck was distinctly different from the previous ones—each successive attempt to breach it failed. As a result, the deep-seated pain within his spirit and the accumulating mysterious energy soon converged, reaching an unprecedented limit. He now faced the imminent risk of being torn apart by the pain, ultimately bursting into a fatal explosion—something that would have been fatal even for a normally strong cultivator. This was only possible due to his exceptional cultivation of the Dàyǎn Technique and the Fànshèng True Demon Power, which greatly surpassed those of peers in both his spirit and physical form. Ordinary Transcendent Void cultivators at this stage would have perished long ago. His initial excitement had vanished, replaced by sheer astonishment, as he continuously gathered energy within himself and repeatedly surged against the bottleneck. Despite being only a hair's breadth away from achieving the later stage of the Transcendent Void, he still failed to fully enter it. He couldn't help but feel increasingly anxious. The advantages that seemed to fall from the sky were indeed not as easy to grasp as he had expected. According to his calculations, if he failed to break through the late-stage bottlenecks for a third time, he would surely perish. Amid his sweat-soaked brow, the golden light radiating from his body shimmered like a blazing sun, so bright it was almost unbearable to look at. Whether the previous several attempts had finally taken effect, or whether he had truly been blessed with a fortunate moment of opportunity under pressure, remained unclear. Yet, on the very next attempt to break through the bottleneck, it succeeded effortlessly. As his body trembled, several streams of warmth surged forth from his dantian, flowing into various meridians throughout his body and limbs. Simultaneously, the primary Yuan-Infant body, previously glowing with golden and green hues, now pulsed with even more vibrant light, expanding noticeably in size. His magical cultivation surged by more than half compared to his mid-stage level, all within an instant. Though deeply delighted, a sudden sense of awe and fear appeared in his eyes the very next moment. At the very moment the main body reached the late stage of refining the Void, golden droplets within the distant light beam reformed another golden form. The inscribed runes on the surface of this new golden body were not only much clearer and more complete than those of the previous one, but the protective spiritual glow emitted also transformed into a delicate purple-gold hue. Yet, at the next instant, the milk-white light beam surging from the sky intensified, and the newly formed golden form dissolved into droplets as well. Meanwhile, the spiritual energy within Han Li's body showed no sign of slowing down; instead, the cool energy rapidly enhanced his cultivation, accelerating even further than before. He had never imagined that one day he would be so startled and nervous due to an explosive surge of spiritual power. Han Li was well aware that even with the aid of the light beam, breaking through his cultivation bottlenecks was becoming increasingly difficult. The previous breakthrough had been so tenuous—his transition into the Consolidated Stage had been anything but easy—and he knew that the current bottleneck would certainly not be surmountable with his present strength. If the surge of spiritual energy continued to grow, he would inevitably meet the fate of bursting apart. Under such circumstances, how could he help but feel his joy turn to fear? This strange situation was utterly beyond his control; only by first halting the unusual transformation of the second immortal essence far away could he avert the imminent collapse of his own body. Yet the second immortal essence had already suffered the destruction of its golden form twice, and now its immortal core was pressed immobile by powerful energy, unable to budge at all—how could it possibly resist the relentless infusion of the milky-white light column? He could only watch helplessly as his own cultivation steadily and continuously rose. Half an hour later, the second immortal essence successively surpassed two layers of attainment, reaching the late stage of the Transcendent Realm, now matching the level of his own body. Nevertheless, the pace at which the second immortal essence advanced within the light column was far surpassing that of his own body. While his body still held a considerable distance to reach the peak of the Transcendent Realm's late stage, the second immortal essence had already reached its peak and began directly challenging the major bottleneck of the Consolidated Immortal stage.