Countless silver runes surged from the base of the black mountain, coalescing into a vast luminous array. The golden shadow beast, struck by three golden beams of light and barely rolling to a stand after shaking its head, suddenly felt the surrounding air tighten, its body now weighing more than ten thousand catties. It instantly gasped in alarm, its fur instantly standing upright and radiating a brilliant golden glow that shot out in all directions. At its full combined form, this golden creature could normally have pierced the surrounding seals with a single burst of golden light, thus breaking free. But now, with only a fraction of its original inner energy, the golden glow, barely a zhang beyond its body, trembled and stalled under the immense force. The beast's face was now etched with profound fear. Though it possessed great powers, without inner energy—like water without a source—it could hardly muster any effective means to break free. At that moment, the massive silver ruler falling from the sky flickered, and a series of ruler-shadows flashed with thunderous and lightning-like sounds, striking the King-tier dark beast. A piercing, agonizing cry erupted! The beast's body was instantly enveloped by countless silver arcs, releasing a scent of charred flesh. "Pffft!" A colossal jade sword, suddenly materializing from the void, sliced through with a sharp stroke. Trapped beneath the arcs and the immense force, the golden dark beast could not move an inch. In a flash of emerald light, it was severed into two halves. The creature's body split cleanly in two. A burst of sound followed. Suddenly, a smaller golden dark beast—nearly half the size of the original—emerged between the fallen remains, spraying a mist of blood from its body, which then surged forth as a bright bloodlight. "Hm," a light exclamation came from nearby in the void. Then, "Boom!" The towering black mountain, originally hovering in the sky, instantaneously materialized from the void and pressed down precisely upon the fleeing bloodlight. But a strange scene unfolded. As the bloodlight burst and scattered instantly, a slender streak of golden light suddenly shot forth from the midst, seemingly taking the form of a golden, dark beast about the size of a human fist. This technique had consecutively employed the "golden cicada shedding its shell" maneuver. A crisp, bone-chilling sneeze echoed from above. A flash of silver light revealed a silver fire bird, the size of a human head, mysteriously appearing ahead of the miniature dark beast as it fled. With a single flap of its wings and a swift dive, it engulfed the golden dark beast that had failed to evade. The miniature dark beast barely had time to utter a sound before it was completely consumed by the Spirit-Consuming Fire. At that moment, a deep rumble of thunder resonated, and a strand of pale green-white light emerged prominently near the silver flame. Retracting the light! Han Li stepped into view and raised his hand, swiftly reaching out toward the flame. "Whoosh!" A golden crystal nucleus, the size of a thumbnail, was plucked from the flame and materialized in his hand. It was precisely the spirit-essence heart—the royal-level dragon's embryo—of that magnificent dark Han Li merely glanced at the object and then shifted his gaze toward another direction. At a distance of several hundred paces, the white tiger demon with wings sprouting from its back stared in astonishment and growing greed at the spirit pearl in his hands, yet hesitated to approach. Han Li narrowed his eyes and raised his hand, summoning the black giant mountain and the silver measuring rod. With a resonant hum, both returned to their original sizes and circled around him, hovering uncertainly. Meanwhile, Han Li held the spirit pearl steady in his hands, motionless in the air, his expression unchanged as he gazed steadily at the white tiger demon. The sky's weather grew increasingly turbulent. Among the clusters of five-colored clouds, streaks of silver lightning began to emerge. Then, a deluge of rain poured down from the heavens, blanketing the sky in dense mist. The white tiger demon, now appearing blurred at a distance, still flickered with indecision, hesitating visibly. Han Li emitted a cold sigh, his expression showing slight impatience. At the same time, he gently扇ed his wings behind him, and one after another, clusters of pale blue-white lightning orbs began to emerge densely behind him. A series of sharp crackling sounds erupted, growing louder. Yet the White Tiger's spiritual intelligence was not low. Seeing Han Li effortlessly defeat the golden dark beast he had been pursuing, though greatly angered, he realized that under the current circumstances, victory over Han Li was impossible. Thus, after a moment's thought, he reluctantly withdrew. The Leopard-Lion Beast grew increasingly excited within the spiritual creature ring, not only roaring loudly but also directly conveying through his divine awareness Han Li's intense yearning for the golden dark beast's spirit pearl—expressing eager anticipation. Han Li smiled slightly and sent the golden spirit pearl into the ring. Instantly, the Leopard-Lion Beast emitted a joyful roar, swiftly swallowing the pearl whole. After transmitting a sense of gratitude to Han Li, it immediately settled down, lying motionless with its eyes closed. Soon, the sound of deep sleep filled the air. Having already experienced the previous successful consumption of a high-tier dark beast's spirit pearl, Han Li showed no surprise, instead growing somewhat more hopeful. The inner essence of a royal dark beast naturally far surpassed that of the several high-tier dark beast essences—its impact on the leopard-mane beast was surely nothing short of astonishing. After that, Han Li simply hovered in midair, making no further movements. Several hours later, the five-colored mist in the sky erupted with a thunderous roar and then poured down from the heavens in a sweeping deluge. Han Li’s form was instantly engulfed by the mist, which crackled with electric flashes and radiated a powerful spatial disturbance. After a cup of tea’s worth of time, the mist and lightning suddenly dispersed in an eerie manner, leaving Han Li’s original position completely empty—no trace of his presence remained. This exact scene unfolded simultaneously across countless locations throughout Guanghan Realm. Thousands of beings from various ethnic groups were forcibly transported out of this realm by the power of the laws of nature. …Han Li found the five-colored light shimmering before him blindingly bright, even the refined and luminous vision of his Qingming spiritual eyes struggling to bear it. As his feet lost contact with the ground, he felt a dizzying sensation of spinning and turning. When his feet finally touched the ground again, a deafening crack resonated in his ears, followed by a sudden surge of intense cold rushing upward from the heavens. Han Li was startled and, without hesitation, rolled his black aura over his body, instantly revealing the dark, celestial magic armor upon his form. With a soft "clink," he suddenly opened his eyes. Above him, a sword of shimmering cold light, about a foot long, was gently bounced off by a ring of black light radiating from the armor—yet it failed to penetrate the sword's defenses at all. The sword's owner, a tall man with a pair of long horns and clad in silver armor, was clearly a member of the Jiaochi clan. Han Li's expression darkened. A glance downward revealed that across the sky, various treasures were swirling wildly, with colorful light orbs bursting open from time to time. Hundreds of foreign warriors were engaged in fierce combat, employing their magical abilities. Among them, half of the combatants were members of the Jiaochi clan. The rest were the Tianyun clan guards responsible for protecting the defensive array. Higher up, two war vessels of the Jiaochi clan—resembling small cities—hovered motionless at heights of tens of thousands of feet, their warriors from both Jiaochi and Tianyun clans locked in fierce combat. The various seals originally set up near the two massive arrays had been largely destroyed. Even farther away, across various parts of the Tianyun City, flames surged and explosions raged continuously, as if the entire city were in chaos. Remarkably, neither side in the battle featured a single member of the Sacred Clans; the highest-ranking practitioners present were merely at the peak level of the Liangxi stage. This further emphasized the disorder within the city. The great arrays on the ground continued to flash and hum vigorously. Yet among those who had returned, only he himself was present—no one else had been seen. It was no surprise that upon his return, he immediately became the target of attack. Han Li's expression darkened like deep water. He glanced at the Jiaochi ethnic warrior in the sky with a flying sword, then suddenly shook his sleeve, launching a small blade of jade-green hue toward the heavens. The jade-green light flashed once and vanished into the void. The Jiaochi soldier, already startled when his own flying sword was deflected by Han Li's armor, gasped inwardly upon seeing the opponent's blade suddenly disappear—his body's luminous aura flickered and he immediately shot off toward the distance. But it was too late! The jade-green light pierced through the space just inches from the Jiaochi warrior, looping around his neck, and his large head rolled down with a series of rolls. A golden glow then descended upon the lifeless body, instantly shattering it and the Yuan-Infant within, completely erasing it from existence. Han Li then raised his hand expressionlessly, summoning his flying sword back. At that moment, a sudden ripple of space surged, and with flashes of luminous light, four figures successively materialized within the array. Han Li narrowed his eyes and immediately recognized one man and one woman—Li Shui'er and Shi Kun. The other two were a plain middle-aged man and a young man, both of whom had been part of the original unified team that had accompanied him into the Guanghan Realm. However, as Han Li glanced at the middle-aged man, his pupils suddenly contracted. The man was radiating a faint spiritual pressure indicative of a Consolidation Stage initial phase. This once-unremarkable middle-aged man had unexpectedly broken through his bottleneck and achieved advancement within the Guanghan Realm. In contrast, the others—including Li Shui'er—had failed to make such breakthroughs, their spiritual pressures remaining unchanged. At the same time, a second array nearby also flashed with light, and four figures returned. Han Li quickly identified only one—Moon Princess—while the elderly elder was completely absent! Moon Princess smiled gently, her aura now entirely different from before, having successfully broken through her limitations and achieved the initial stage of Consolidation.