Of course, this Fei Hong fish, though so powerful, would otherwise have remained a lasting presence in the spiritual realm, being swiftly and completely eliminated by great cultivators so quickly. It's truly surprising that he now encounters such an unusual fish here. Although ancient texts describe the Fei Hong fish's toxicity as terrifying, Han Li remains somewhat doubtful. Immediately, he raised one hand, and a hazy luminous veil materialized before him. With a flip of the other palm, a surge of five-colored light flames poured forth. As these two elements spiraled and merged, each formed a luminous veil that encircled him completely. Then, without hesitation, he shook his sleeve, and dozens of small, jade-green swords erupted from it, swirling around before dividing into hundreds of shimmering sword beams. Each beam glowed with a soft, misty green hue and flashed with a cold brilliance, densely filling the surrounding space. Upon seeing this spectacle, the nearby Fei Hong fish stirred, and one of them emitted a sharp, piercing cry. At once, the glow of the flying fish flashed and they surged toward Han Li, charging fiercely. "Cut!" Han Li's face darkened as he pressed a hand seal and issued a low, chilling cry. Under the tremor of hundreds of sword beams, the light surged outward, sweeping across the fish群 in broad, powerful streaks of deep green. Where the swordlight passed, the flying fish were severed in two, their bodies falling like cascades of green rain. In moments, over a thousand fish were cut down, and a thick wave of blood and scent filled the air. Even though the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword was sharp and powerful, the flying fish continued to press forward, one after another, unable to be entirely eliminated at once. As the others approached closer, they began to call out, then expelled large, fist-sized globules of green liquid, pouring over Han Li in a relentless tide. Han Li's expression changed, and he adjusted the hand seal he was holding. The swordlight sweeping outward suddenly contracted, transforming into a vast, towering blue lotus within the clear resonance, slowly rotating and gradually shielding Han Li completely within its sword veil. With hundreds of sword beams converging, the entire formation had become purely defensive. Han Li was well aware that as long as he could withstand the toxic attacks from the Flying-Harp Fish, it would be entirely feasible to eliminate them all. After all, the Flying-Harp Fish's greatest strength lay solely in their venom. Though his cultivation had advanced significantly, he still felt somewhat apprehensive about truly countering this legendary poison. Yet, he could not remain idle—he simply had to try. The Seven-Colored Pill was said to be extraordinarily efficacious, especially beneficial for the Gold-Eating Insects. If he could elevate the insects' power further, the risks were certainly worth taking. He believed he possessed several rare treasures for protection, along with multiple great divine abilities. Even if the situation turned unfavorable, he would surely be able to ensure his safety and retreat with ease. At that moment, the outermost great blue lotus had fully unfurled, its misty green petals forming one layer upon another into a series of shimmering green sword screens, exuding an extraordinary beauty. A series of "pffft" sounds erupted! The green liquid droplets struck the petals continuously, seemingly impervious to the defense, yet now rising in plumes of green vapor and revealing numerous holes of varying sizes. The green sword screens were instantly torn and riddled with holes! These toxic fluids expelled by the flying fish easily dissolved and penetrated even the swordlight formed by the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword—this was truly astonishing. Han Li was startled internally, yet his face remained calm and composed. Though the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword had sustained some damage, its inherent subtlety and power ensured it would swiftly recover. However, when the green liquid came into contact with the five-colored flame, it too began to dissolve and spread, and only then did Han Li's expression grow serious. He adjusted his hand seals once more. A flash of five-colored light ignited, and the flame began to spin wildly, transforming into a vortex of five hues. Many of the green liquid globules rushing in were deflected with a single impact. Yet there were so many flying iridescent eels surrounding, and their toxic liquid flowed endlessly. Even though the power of the five-colored flame had been amplified to its peak, it was ultimately absorbed, revealing the innermost grayish luminous veil. As the green liquid surged upward, a continuous hissing sound erupted. At this moment, a surge of agitation flashed across Han Li's eyes, and he suddenly emitted a sharp exhalation. He opened his mouth, and a silver flame the size of a clenched fist burst forth. "Crack!" The silver flame expanded, radiating into a massive sphere several zhang in diameter, then spun smoothly before solidifying into a colossal fire bird. "Go!" Han Li pointed decisively. With a spread of its wings, the silver fire bird raised its head, emitting a clear call, and then, with a powerful thrust, surged forth from within the gray light veil. As the silver flame flashed, the incredibly toxic green liquids, upon striking the silver phoenix, transformed into vibrant, multicolored mist and dispersed—unable to harm the massive bird. Han Li was delighted by this development and immediately cast a spell to further energize the silver phoenix. In an instant, the venomous serpent vanished, transformed into white flame and emitting a mournful cry. At that moment, Han Li roared once more, raised his hand, and with a single finger pointed toward the silver phoenix hovering in the air. The phoenix's body shimmered as its feathers shifted, instantly changing from silver to a soft, milky white. Then, with a thunderous roar that shook the heavens, the giant phoenix exploded in a burst of brilliance, sending out countless fine streams of fire in every direction. The green liquid previously swirling through the sky was pierced by these fiery threads, and each droplet instantly coalesced into glowing fire balls that burst forth. The attack of the flying eel's venom was momentarily halted. Meanwhile, the gray light shield, which had already dissolved significantly, instantly regained its brilliance and restored itself to its original state. Seizing this opportunity, Han Li finally relaxed his grip, swiftly moving his hands and fingers to rapidly tap the empty space before him. With a series of flashes of emerald light, the flying swords that had previously disappeared, each about a foot long, reappeared instantly. Then, under the full impetus of Han Li, all the swordlight blurred and surged forth, radiating again in every direction. Though the flying eels continued to spew out their toxic fluids without ceasing, they could no longer pose any threat to the jade-green swordlight amid the swirling masses of white flame filaments. Once freed from the fear of their toxins, hundreds of swordbeams swept through the ranks of the eels, with the more advanced ones able to withstand a few impacts, while the lower-tier flying eels were completely outmaneuvered, falling in disarray, their bodies rapidly disintegrating. Thus, within just a cup of tea's time, Han Li single-handedly eliminated nearly fifty thousand flying eels. Yet, after he withdrew his swordlight and the Spirit-Eating True Fire, the space above seemed utterly empty. Yet, upon glancing downward, he paused, startled. Besides the remains of the flying-harp fish, there were even more fish corpses floating on the lake surface, their bellies flipped upward. From a distance, the lake area appeared as a vast, eerie expanse of white, strikingly unusual. Han Li blinked, gazing intently at the unusual pale green hues in the surrounding lake waters, and then nodded with a sudden sense of clarity. Although most of the toxic liquid sprayed by the flying-harp fish had been completely vaporized by the Shili True Fire, a significant amount had splashed out and fallen into the lake below, poisoning numerous fish in the vicinity. Though he had already gained some understanding of the potency of this toxin, the scene on the lake surface still sent a chill through him. Had it not been for the Shili True Fire circulating within him, even if he had other means to deal with the flying fish, the process would have been far less smooth—likely requiring constant mental effort to summon the Jin-feeding insects or to re-activate the Xiantian Residual Blade. The consequences of employing these two methods were far from trivial. He would naturally refrain from using them until the very last moment. While thinking over this in his mind, Han Li suddenly gave a swift抖 of his sleeve. At once, a beam of white light shot forth and, in a single flash, transformed into a young girl with a small braid at her hair. "May I have the honor of addressing the master? What would the master command?" The girl was naturally Qu Er. As soon as she appeared, she bowed gracefully and asked with a bright smile. "Retrieve the inner essences from the heads of these strange fish, and keep their integrity intact as I deliberately did during the procedure. Once completed, come to find me on the island." Han Li gave this instruction calmly. "Understood." Qu Er promptly agreed. With a slight shake of her shoulders, a loud rushing sound erupted. Numerous blades of cold light shot out from behind her, hissing as they went, then spiraled upward and pierced the lake surface with a series of sharp splashes. At the same time, Qu Er herself moved gracefully, drifting slowly downward toward the lake surface. Han Li vanished in a flash of light, transforming into a streak of jade-green hue and shooting straight toward the distant island. A short while later, the light faded, and Han Li materialized above the gray, hazy mountain peak. He narrowed his eyes, scanning the mountain below. After a moment, he suddenly flipped his hand once, and a golden circular disc appeared in his palm. Peering down at the artifact—delivered to him by a representative of the Stone Cocoon Clan before departure—Han Li raised a slight eyebrow. With a single breath, a swirl of jade-like qi erupted from his mouth and settled precisely upon the golden disc. The qi vanished instantly, merging seamlessly into the disc. Then, with a gesture of his other hand, he cast a white spell that struck the artifact as well. Immediately, a remarkable transformation occurred—the golden disc shimmered and resonated with a deep hum, and a series of silvery characters began to emerge from its surface.