"Since the Senior Elder has stated that, as for the tall man, I have faintly perceived a blurred image of a dragon spirit upon his form, and feel that there is a highly refined, pure magical energy circulating within him. Could it be that he has some connection with the True Magi race?" the female member of the Wood Clan said respectfully. "Dragon spirit, pure magical energy! It's unlikely he has any relation to the Magi race. In fact, across all the clans in the Spiritual Realm, there are countless cultivation techniques that utilize magical energy. Moreover, if his true form is that of a dragon, then even less likely—he and the True Magi race are mortal enemies; whenever they meet, only one of them can survive." The elderly man in green robes paused to think, then slowly shook his head in negation. Though the Senior Elder of the Wood Clan was well-versed and experienced, she could never have imagined that the tall man's true form was actually the descendant of a demonic dragon that had vanished from the Spiritual Realm centuries ago. Thus, her judgment was clearly mistaken. At the same time, in the lofty skies far beyond, the rugged man respectfully inquired of the young woman in white: "Master Saint, since this Black Spirit Flower is so beneficial to you, why not take it all and leave only half? What is the purpose of leaving half? After all, that wood-clan elder is merely a being at the initial stage of Great Perfection—how could he possibly pose a threat to you? Your divine abilities rank among the top five among all the Saint-Founders of the Sacred Realm." If I'm not mistaken, the Holy War seems to be about to break out very soon. Should we encounter other Holy Ancestors arriving from the Holy Realm, we might find ourselves in serious trouble." The tall man hesitated, then asked cautiously. "The Holy War! Yes, before we ever left the Holy Realm, we—the Holy Ancestors—had predicted the timing of its outbreak and discussed the matter at length. This region is indeed one of the most densely intersecting zones between the two realms. But don't worry, little crocodile! Even if the Holy War erupts immediately, other Holy Ancestors won't be able to appear instantly in the Spirit Realm—only their duplicates or avatars will be able to arrive first. Moreover, I wasn't entirely certain earlier, but once I arrived here, I used a secret calculation method and found that the very thing I'm seeking now has a very strong chance of being found right here. Under these circumstances, how could I possibly leave immediately?" The lady in white smiled softly in reply. "Ah, I see." Even if that young man were to lose his life, he would surely find the thing for the Sacred Ancestor and restore the Master's divine powers entirely." Hearing this, the black-armored man was struck with awe and immediately pounded his chest several times, saying so earnestly... "I must say, my old friend Ming Luo has truly trained you well. Should you truly succeed in restoring my divine powers, I will certainly not hesitate to bestow upon you great rewards." The white-robed woman smiled gently, a touch of mystery in her eyes. "Thank you, Sacred Ancestor Baohua! I will devote my life and soul to this cause, even if it means dying a hundred deaths." Hearing this, the man was overjoyed and quickly expressed his loyalty once again. The white-robed woman glanced at him with a half-smile, saying nothing further. Yet as they swiftly flew through the sky, their path clearly led toward the human realm. ...Standing atop a mountain peak, Han Li gazed at the vast magical blot spreading for more than ten miles across the sky, his expression shifting between gloomy and hopeful. At some distance behind him, the three disciples—Bai Guo'er and the others—stood respectfully, hands folded, in "Go back. It seems the magical calamity will definitely erupt in six months." After taking a deep breath and steadying himself, Han Li spoke with unwavering authority. "Yes, Master!" The three disciples naturally had no objections. With a simple flick of his sleeve, Han Li sent a cascade of emerald light shooting forth, swiftly enveloping the four of them and hurling them back toward the location of the abode. Half an hour later, Han Li was already seated at the head of the hall within the abode, with a graceful, silver-robed woman seated to one side—none other than the Ice Phoenix, who had been under his protection and cultivation for many years. Now, not only had the Ice Phoenix fully restored her magical prowess, but she was clearly approaching the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation phase. Her rapid advancement to this level clearly indicated that Han Li had provided substantial support through his medicinal preparations. Below the Ice Phoenix sat Bai Guo'er, Hai Da, and the Artifact Spirit disciple. "Han brother, now that the demonic spots are so close to our abode, it's clear that this place is no longer suitable for cultivation." I wonder what plans you have in mind below—shall we need to move our dwelling immediately to another location? Ice Phoenix gently asked韩立, her brow subtly expressing a touch of concern. Over these several centuries, this has been the most satisfactory period of her cultivation journey. Not only has she enjoyed complete safety, but she has also consistently received abundant pills and elixirs to further her修为. Thus, the sudden outbreak of the demonic calamity at this very moment has come as a great disappointment. "Yes, our dwelling will indeed need to be relocated. However, there's no need to move to some distant place—we can simply move it directly into Tianyuan City. After all, once the demonic calamity erupts, almost any remote area becomes extremely hazardous. Even if we don't go to Tianyuan City, we'd have to settle in the region of San Huang City."韩立's gaze flickered briefly before he spoke slowly. "Moving to Tianyuan City—does that mean you intend to join the Council as a member, Brother Han?" Ice Phoenix was surprised. "Not exactly. The ones who will reside in Tianyuan City long-term will be just you and your companions." After defending Tianyuan City against the first few waves of demonic assaults, I will seek a hidden location that the demons currently cannot locate, where I can continue my cultivation." Han Li shook his head and said. "Why is that? Does Han brother intend to—?" Ice Phoenix blinked several times in doubt, but soon seemed to understand. "Exactly. With another ten years, I hope to overcome the bottleneck at the late Consolidation stage. Therefore, I will naturally need to continue my cultivation for some time." Han Li nodded. "Very well. Given this situation, it truly is a wise move. As for helping you surpass the bottleneck at the late Consolidation stage, that was originally part of our agreement. I shall be at your service at all times." Upon hearing Han Li's words, Ice Phoenix's face flushed slightly and replied softly. "Then, since Phoenix Lady has no objections, you three should immediately issue orders to all your disciples and prepare the pavilion. We shall leave here in three days' time." Since Bai Guo'er didn't wish to go to Tianyuan City, after settling all the disciples, you should head to Xuanwu City. With Xuanwu Baohuang and that old turtle overseeing it, Xuanwu City will be a very secure place," Master Han decisively instructed his three disciples. "Understood, Master!" "Thank you, Master!" ... Naturally, Bai Guo'er and the other two had no objections. They rose together and bowed respectfully. Three days later, several massive vessels, each over thirty zhang in length, surged forth from the mountain peaks with a thunderous roar. At the very front of one of these vessels stood a young man dressed in a green robe, standing still with an utterly calm expression, as if nothing in the world could disturb his inner peace. On the other vessels, hundreds of men and women of all ages stood densely packed, some visibly nervous, others filled with excitement. In a short while, the surfaces of the vessels radiated brilliant luminescence, transforming into great luminous orbs that shot off into the sky, vanishing from sight by the time they reached the horizon. At the same time, in a small mountain range nestled within a hilly region far beyond Hanli's immortal abode—countless miles away—another group of tens of thousands of ordinary cultivators were steadily boarding one after another onto massive flying vessels. The bustling sounds merged into a continuous stream, creating the atmosphere of a bustling city marketplace. On one of these vessels, several cultivators at the stages of Chuan Shen and Lian Xu were gathered around a lady dressed in imperial robes. The woman was in her early twenties, exquisitely beautiful, yet her delicate brows furrowed slightly in concern at the scene before her. "Lady Xue Ling, do we truly intend to join the Sacred Emperor's court? I personally believe that heading to the Xuanwu Imperial City might be more secure. After all, besides the Xuanwu Dominant Emperor, there is another colossal creature in the Xuanwu Imperial City—one that nearly approaches true spiritual essence." An elder cultivator at the Lian Xu stage hesitated and asked. "Are you questioning my judgment?" the imperial-robed lady turned sharply, her tone cold. "No, never. My nephew has absolutely no such intention," the elder quickly replied. "Hmph! You have no idea what I know! Although the Xuanwu City boasts a Supreme Emperor and that ancient turtle, their strength is still slightly superior to Tianyuan City's. Yet, I and the current Tianyuan Sacred Emperor lineage share a certain connection. In Tianyuan City, our Xu family will not be treated as mere expendable forces. As for Xuanwu City, however, I cannot guarantee anything." The lady in imperial robes spoke with confident assurance. "Ah, I see—then my nephew must have been a bit premature in his expectations!" Upon hearing this, the elder relaxed visibly. "Considering you're acting out of genuine concern for the Xu family, this matter shall be settled for now. Should this happen again, however, don't expect me to be so lenient." The lady's eyes flashed with a sharp glint, her tone frosty and firm. All the others present, including the elder, naturally felt a surge of respect and bowed deeply, repeatedly affirming, "We shall not." The lady waved her hand and turned away, moving on. Half a month later, over a hundred war vessels rose into the air simultaneously and took off in unison, heading toward a specific direction. In no time at all, the small mountain range had been left utterly deserted. The Xu family's vast estate had been completely abandoned. The same scene unfolded simultaneously across various human settlements. Several mid-to-small families that had not yet aligned themselves with other powers could no longer remain steadfast after the emergence of the magical spots—they纷纷 abandoned their homes and careers. Though the old monk had not turned around, he could clearly sense the reactions of the people behind him. At once, his brow furrowed slightly and he cleared his throat. Though the sound was not loud, it immediately calmed the commotion behind. At that moment, several flashes of luminous light appeared in the distance, and the silhouettes of several war vessels came into view.