A tremendous roar echoed as the body collapsed, and at the very instant of its fall, a brilliant surge of blood erupted. Flesh and residual true energy transformed into countless raindrops of blood, shooting out like a torrent in every direction. The sound of rushing air resonated across half the sky. Amidst this blood rain, a faint, ethereal figure materialized suddenly, like a ghost, and darted swiftly toward the nearby white bell. This was the light form of the young cultivator's immortal essence. He was very clear about his situation—he knew that once his physical body had perished, his immortal essence alone would struggle to survive against Han Li's deadly attack. Therefore, he had decided to first anchor his immortal essence onto the silver bell, hoping to leverage the bell's mysterious power to secure his life. The giant ape, facing the barrage of blood arrows rushing toward him, neither stepped aside nor flinched. Instead, his expression darkened momentarily, and with a powerful surge of his chest, he roared. This roar sounded like a divine thunderbolt from the heavens. As soon as it issued forth, it caused the surrounding sky to vibrate with resonance, and the vast expanse of space ahead was compressed and distorted by the wave of sound, Han Li's transformed giant ape roared, and the sound seemed to shatter the void itself, revealing the immense power contained within. The blood rain instantly burst and vanished, while within the range of the roar's power, the ethereal figure barely managed to emit a cry of agony before being completely dispersed. Unexpectedly, at the very moment the young Yuan婴 (immortal stage) perished, the small white bell suddenly emitted a resonant hum, flashing with light and then exploding. Yet this precious artifact's explosion revealed no notable power—merely pulsing with a brilliant glow, it then mysteriously dissolved into countless shimmering points. Upon seeing this, the giant ape's eyes flashed with blue light, yet he moved without hesitation, vanishing instantly into the void. A moment later, he reappeared above the six-limbed lizard still entangled with the white giant serpent, and delivered two massive fists that rained down like a storm. Alas, the lizard itself had attained the stage of mid-Immortal, yet under the crushing assault of Han Li's transformed giant ape, it offered barely any resistance, being smashed into a mere pile of flesh. Even its immortal essence was forcibly ripped out in the final moments. The lingering spirit of the lizard, which escaped its body, was then swallowed whole by the white serpent, vanishing completely. Upon seeing the final adversary also extinguished, the giant ape immediately shimmered with golden light and rapidly shrunk in size. Han Li swiftly regained his human form in the air, then turned his head, gazing intently toward where the snowy little bell had vanished, his eyes reflecting thoughtful contemplation. ...At the very moment the small bell exploded within the Cold Palace Realm, a sudden cry of astonishment and outrage echoed from a mysterious palace deep within the Spiritual Realm. "How is this possible!" At the entrance of the attic, several armored soldiers stood straight and motionless, as though completely unhearing the sounds emanating from within the attic. In the upper reaches of the attic, three forms of the angular beings observed a large white bell resting upon a jade table of emerald green, each displaying a serious expression. Among them, a middle-aged woman in her thirties, with a pair of small green horns atop her head, gasped in surprise—her hands掩ing her mouth, her eyes filled with anger. The great bell on the table stood nearly ten feet tall, differing only in size from the smaller bell wielded by the young golden-horned warrior. Beneath the jade table, five miniature glowing magical arrays were inscribed side by side on the ground. Four of these arrays were empty, while the one closest to the bell bore a floating sphere of white light. The white light pulsed in rhythm with the bell’s glow, as though responding to it. "It's no surprise that one of the Xuan Tian Sacred Treasures has been destroyed, especially considering that the true spirit of the divine bell—the very essence of the sacred treasure—has returned on its own. It seems clear now that the disciple who held this treasure has surely perished in the Guanghan Realm." The beautiful woman murmured. "This isn't unusual at all. There are countless powerful clans sending representatives into the realm. It's quite possible that this young one has encountered several extraordinary opponents or has been struck down unexpectedly by native beasts of the realm." The elder in a white robe, with a patch of greenish discoloration on his forehead, stroked his beard with a calm, dismissive air. "Master Shi, this doesn't quite make sense. With a replicated version of the Mí Tiān Bell in hand, even if facing a Saint-level being, the disciple should have been able to defend himself adequately. Moreover, we had specifically instructed all teams to move as a unified unit. I can't imagine how such a core disciple—protected by so many companions—could have perished under such circumstances." And now, it's already six months later. Even if they were initially transported far away, they should have reached their destination and begun acting according to plan by now." The last speaker was a middle-aged man in a blue robe, with a pale face and no beard, who smiled gently. Upon hearing this, the elder paused and thoughtfully fell silent. "Regardless of how that disciple perished, the team has lost the Xuan Tian Sacred Artifact—thus, they have lost their chance to obtain it. This will significantly impact our clan's broader strategy." The middle-aged woman regained her composure and spoke calmly. "That's all right. The artifact was divided into five parts. As long as the other four teams succeed, when the Guang Han Realm opens again next time, our clan's plans will remain unaffected." The middle-aged man said. "But what if the other teams also encounter difficulties? Losing one part might still be manageable. However, if another or two parts are lost, that would truly become a serious problem," the elder said after a moment of reflection. "How fortunate it seems—yet who knows, perhaps it's simply that the right moment for our clan's great resurgence has not yet arrived. Nothing to complain about, then." The middle-aged man replied with a smile. "Indeed, that may be true. Yet we've drawn upon many rare materials from our clan and even secured special attention from the Celestial Divine Seed lineage to craft these several Heavenly Sacred Artifacts. They're not without value—these artifacts were specifically designed to seal certain elements, serving as temporary treasures. Though their power rivals that of formal Heavenly Sacred Artifacts, they will naturally disintegrate and vanish after one year. Should we fail to achieve any tangible results, I, as the driving force behind this initiative, shall find it difficult to report back to the elder members." The elder frowned. "What need is there to report? Have either of you forgotten that our original plan was interlinked, a dual-purpose strategy? Even if the affairs of Guanghan Realm fall short, our current plan will surely succeed." The beautiful woman flashed a sharp glint in her eyes. "That's true. It's time, perhaps, to conclude this battle against Tianyun." Upon hearing the woman's words, the middle-aged man and the elder exchanged glances and both smiled. The woman said no more. With a single finger, she pointed at the white glow floating within the golden array, and instantly, the light emitted a clear, resonant chime, drifting gently toward the great bell before vanishing into it. The great bell resonated, and silver runes gradually emerged on its surface. He had transformed into a giant ape, with his physical body and divine strength amplified to such an extent that he felt an almost irresistible urge to engage in a full-scale battle with a combined-stage being. Fortunately, his composure—refined over the years through the celestial star-map realm—had grown more steady than before. This allowed him to maintain balance between body and mind, preventing any loss of control. Nevertheless, he deeply regretted the sudden and inexplicable disappearance of the snowy-white little bell. This seemingly divine artifact was truly remarkable; securing it would significantly enhance his power. Yet, since it vanished without a trace, he could only sigh and set this aspiration aside, collecting the young man's remaining treasures before vanishing into a streak of jade-green light. In mere moments, Han Li had already appeared thousands of miles away, soaring through the skies. While drifting in his luminous passage, he began to carefully consider his next course of action. Although he had already assisted Liu Shui'er in securing the items that Duan Tianren and Cai Liu Ying had desired, certain crafting materials originally agreed upon with the Shijian Clan had still not been obtained. Duan Tianren had indeed stated that as long as the treasures within the seal were secured, the matter would not be a concern. Yet Liang was unwilling to let the Shijian Clan use this as an excuse to obstruct his plan of borrowing the super-transport array. Thus, after considering the location of the mining site and the remaining time, he felt that he still had ample time and decided to make a trip there. However, before doing so, he first needed to restore the magical energy he had previously expended. Given the perilous nature of the Guanghan Realm, even with his significant progress in cultivation, he could not afford to be careless. After carefully weighing these considerations, Han Li adjusted his direction and shot off toward the distant area. Half a day later, his fleeing light settled above what appeared to be an ordinary small forest, and he materialized into view. He spun slightly in the air, his eyes flashing with blue light as he scanned the surroundings. After a brief assessment, he seemed satisfied that there was no immediate danger, and then instantly transformed into a streak of emerald light, descending directly into the dense forest. This made him glance at the beast more closely.