After merely one strike that destroyed all the flying swords, the young golden-angled figure showed no intention of stopping. The white little bell rang twice more, and at the same time, the young man cast two treasures from behind his spiritual form, sending forth three-colored flames and surging clouds of fire that rose into the sky. His own body, however, flashed with a fierce grimace, then exhaled a thick stream of black mist that spiraled and danced around his figure. Roaring cries of ghosts and wolves erupted, with countless green filaments shimmering faintly within the black mist, releasing a strong, pungent odor of blood and decay. In this single move, the young golden-angled figure summoned several divine powers simultaneously, clearly intending to eliminate Han Li in one decisive blow. Seeing this, Han Li was struck with a sense of awe. While he was not overly concerned about the other attacks, he found himself deeply apprehensive about the spatial divine technique emanating from the white little bell. Nevertheless, due to his still-recovering spiritual energy, he too had no intention of prolonging the battle. With a firm determination, he instantly summoned his inner focus. Beside him, the golden form suddenly radiated a powerful purple-gold glow, emitting resonant mantras that subtly danced with faint purple glyphs drifting through the luminous aura. As one arm blurred and reached into the void, a golden broken blade materialized in his grasp. A clear chime rang out from the blade! The celestial and elemental energies within a radius of several miles surged violently, as if summoned, transforming into countless shimmering hues of five colors and coalescing into a vast, five-hued light curtain that spanned half the sky. This extraordinary phenomenon was possible only because the location was within the Cold Palace Realm. The surge of potent spiritual energy within the curtain caused the young man across from him to visibly pale. Yet even before he could react, the luminous aura of the golden form fluctuated, and a cascade of golden mist flowed rapidly from his arms into the blade. Originally standing two zhang tall, the golden form seemed to grow strangely shorter with a series of swift movements. The originally fragmented golden blade flashed with brilliant light, blurring momentarily before coalescing into a complete blade. As the wrist holding the blade slightly trembled, the clear chime emanating from the golden edge abruptly ceased. Yet, the five-colored light curtain floating above spun swiftly and surged downward, gradually dissolving into the blade. Within mere breaths, the golden blade seemed to absorb the entire light curtain as if it were an endless abyss, drawing it completely into itself. Originally only a few feet long, the blade now stretched to a full span, its surface glyphs glowing brightly as it silently charged and struck across to the opposite side. A golden beam shot forth from the blade, initially only a few feet long, but after a single flicker, it expanded into an unending surge of golden flow, rushing toward the opposite end. Upon witnessing the might of the golden tide, the young man was struck with awe; yet by this stage, he could not possibly retreat or reconcile with Han Li. At once, he roared fiercely, then pointed a finger firmly toward Han Li. At once, the white waves, the fiery clouds, the three hues of glowing flames, and the black mist rolled forward, crashing headlong into the golden surges. Upon contact with the golden waves, the fiery clouds, black mist, and light flames erupted with tremendous noise, yet instantly dispersed and vanished, utterly unable to withstand the impact. In contrast, the white waves surged directly into the golden light, producing distinct and resonant bursts of thunder. As their radiance interwove and flickered, the two forces momentarily held their ground in a stalemate. "Divine Heavenly Artifact!" The young man, who had initially harbored doubts, now felt his confidence sink. He had mistaken the fragmented remnants of the Heavenly Blade for something comparable to the small bell. This was not entirely unreasonable. In terms of power, the broken pieces of the Heavenly Blade indeed bore a strong resemblance to the Divine Heavenly Artifacts. They could only mimic certain divine functions, failing to fully unleash the full potential of the Heavenly Treasures. At that moment, the young man moved his wrist, throwing the small white clock into the air, then bent his fingers and gently struck it. A clear, resonant chime rang out, one after another from the clock. A faint glow of blood began to emanate from his fingertips, each strike causing his face to grow paler. After several chimes, his complexion had turned completely ashen. Clearly, the energy required to activate the small clock far exceeded ordinary expectations. Even with his cultivation level at the peak of the Transcendent Realm, he immediately showed signs of strain after just a few strikes. The effect of these multiple chimes resonating from the clock was undoubtedly remarkable. As soon as Han Li heard the first chime, he felt a sudden roar in his ears, his vision blurred, and he nearly found himself being pulled directly into the void by some fundamental force. He naturally gasped in surprise, but soon summoned a spell, causing the black magical armor on his body to ripple with layers of black runes. These runes spun rapidly and then burst open one after another, instantly forming a black, swirling gale. A powerful, intangible force materialized, enclosing everything within it tightly. Though the law-based power was strange and unpredictable, it only caused slight distortions in the gale, effectively counteracting the force and leaving the center figure, Han Li, unharmed. However, upon the arrival of the second bell's chime, the gale gave a sudden "thud" and could no longer resist the influence of the law-based power, collapsing and dissipating entirely. When the third chime rang, Han Li's magical armor suddenly emitted a brilliant, intense black light. Around the area of the light, the surrounding space shimmered and trembled, emitting resonant hums. The law-based power now directly affected the celestial magical armor, causing the black light to fluctuate. Han Li, having previously manipulated the Heavenly Treasure several times, was well aware of the power of the law-based force. His face changed several times as he quickly formed a hand seal. A thunderclap resonated, and as a flash of jade-white light surged behind him, a pair of translucent, crystalline wings materialized. At that very moment, the third chime of the bell echoed gently, and the black glow emitted by the magical armor solidified, then fragmented inch by inch, as though it had become tangible. Seeing this, Han Li drew a sharp breath, then with no further hesitation, flared his wings behind him. A thunderous crack split the air, and Han Li instantly transformed into a streak of jade-white electricity, vanishing from his original position. Instantly, where he had stood, the space twisted and then collapsed, revealing a dark, gaping hole. Han Li had just barely evaded the direct impact of the spatial force generated by the third chime. However, as the fourth chime rang out, a loud boom echoed twenty paces away in the void, and a burst of white light erupted, sending a figure encased in electric arcs staggering out. It was Han Li himself, only moments earlier having just entered the void. The Lightning Technique had been effortlessly shattered by the power of the bell's chimes. After another resonant sound echoed, Han Li felt the air around him suddenly tighten, and as he spun and swayed like the earth itself had turned beneath him, he was inevitably enveloped by the force of the laws of nature. This force instantly transformed into a colossal pressure pressing upon his body. Then, the pressure suddenly tightened and pulled outward with tremendous force, as if it were about to tear his form into four or five separate pieces. Yet at that very moment, Han Li's eyes widened in astonishment, and he roared out with a thunderous cry that sounded like a bolt of lightning striking the sky. Golden light radiated from his body, brilliant and dazzling, sprouting countless golden hairs, and his fangs emerged prominently, transforming him instantly into a massive golden ape. Standing nearly five to six zhang tall, the creature bore a fierce appearance, with thick, powerful limbs that seemed to embody boundless strength. With a fierce roar, the ape simultaneously extended and swung his four limbs. "Boom!" A deep, resonant sound followed, as though something within the surrounding void had been struck and shattered. Then, the giant ape seemed to sneer, took a broad stride, and with a single sway of its massive body, somehow spanned thirty paces in a single motion, arriving right beside the young man with golden horns. Its thick, furry hand spread its five fingers wide and reached down with a no-nonsense grasp. A fierce gust of wind roared directly toward the youth. Thus, the young man, at a loss, swiftly pressed a hand seal with one hand, causing the blue aura emanating from his back to glow brilliantly. With both hands reaching out, he manifested two massive, bluish blades. A flash of cold light—one blade swept horizontally across the furry palm, while the other struck straight toward the giant ape's chest, demonstrating a clear intent of surrounding Wei to rescue Zhao. Yet, observing this scene, the giant ape remained expressionless, paying no attention to the blade aimed at him, instead channeling all his strength into the palm he was gripping. A crisp, metallic sound rang out! As soon as the blue blade made contact with the giant's claw, it instantly trembled and shattered, much like a mantis attempting to block a wheel. Meanwhile, the other blue blade, upon striking the giant's body, merely flashed with golden light before being forcefully deflected, failing to even penetrate a single strand of fur. "Ah!" The golden-angled youth truly grew frightened, his heart racing, and without hesitation, he urgently accelerated the aura emanating from his back. The azure form suddenly surged upward, its body expanding as it raised its fists to meet the golden giant's. At the same time, the young man opened his mouth, expelling a surge of black energy mingled with streaks of emerald light, then swiftly lifted his arm. A flash of crimson on his face, a finger glowing with blood-streaked brilliance, he aimed to strike the snow-white chime once more, at the cost of his vital energy. Yet clearly, the young man had underestimated the sheer power of the giant ape summoned by Han Li. As soon as the azure form made contact with the golden claw, it was instantly shattered and dispersed by the force transmitted through the grip. Even the black energy stream was completely extinguished upon being caught by the claw, failing to make a single impact. Lightning-fast! As the giant's palm withdrew, it regarded the young man's protective aura as if it were nothing, and in a flash, seized the young golden-jade man's head, pressing it firmly with his five fingers. "Crack!" The young man's head burst open like a watermelon, his face filled with disbelief. The lifeless body swayed slightly, then began to fall toward the ground.