At that moment, the beautiful eyes behind the silver-gowned maiden's mask suddenly revealed a touch of pain. Suddenly, she opened her mouth, and the flying sword, merely flickering, transformed into a shimmering silver glow that spiraled around her shoulder, cutting off the arm she had been pressing down—yet astonishingly, not a single drop of blood seeped from the wound. As soon as the jade arm detached from the maiden's body, it was instantly enveloped in a burst of blood flame, "popping" like a soft hiss, and swiftly turned to ash in the roaring flames. "The Blood-Eroding Magic Flame—indeed, such a cruel magic flame! Brother Han, take care! This is one of the Four Great Magic Flares of the demonic race. Once it touches you, unless one of the rare, legendary artifacts mentioned in the tales can shield you, it cannot be dispelled at all," the silver-gowned maiden exclaimed, urgently alerting Han. Then, with a single hand motion, she spun her palm, and a flash of green light appeared, revealing a fragrant white pill. She lifted her head and swallowed it whole. In an instant, after a cascade of emerald light enveloped the site of the severed arm, a fresh, exceptionally delicate arm materialized—identical in appearance to the one before. Yet the jade-faced countenance beneath the silver-glowing maiden's mask grew pale, clearly bearing the significant cost of the technique that restored the limb. "Blood-consuming Demon Flame! It's this very thing. I must admit, I truly underestimated you. However, this is fortunate—it indicates that within the Demon Clan's hierarchy, you likely hold a position of no ordinary stature, and thus, your elimination becomes all the more necessary." Han Li's gaze swept over the newly regenerated arm, then settled upon the three-headed, six-armed demon creature opposite, whose form seemed to rise like a small mountain, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes. "Come then, if you wish to claim me—how about with just the two of you?" The magical beast formed by the lone elderly sage opened all six of its eyes, and simultaneously emitted scornful, booming laughter from three wide mouths. Then, with a sudden flick of his hands, he swung his massive black staff, causing a continuous thunderous roar to echo through the void. Instantly, a colossal staff-shaped shadow—resembling mountain ranges—rushed forth, sweeping toward both Han Li and the silver-clad immortal maiden. Even before the shadow reached them, a suffocating spiritual pressure distorted and hummed the surrounding space, as if capable of splitting heaven and earth. "Hm. It seems you still have confidence in your great strength," Han Li remarked, neither startled nor alarmed. Instead, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and with a quiet tone, he pressed his palms together in a series of gestures. Suddenly, a brilliant golden light surged over his body, causing his form to swell rapidly. Within just one breath, he transformed into a towering golden-furred giant ape, its sharp teeth prominently exposed. Then, with a mere gesture of his hands, two black mountains and one green mountain materialized in his palms. As he raised both arms skyward with force, the mountains grew immense, towering hundreds of zhang high, and blocked out the countless spears of attack. The power of the demonic creature manifested by the Master of Force was astonishing—those spears were themselves resolute and powerful—but upon striking the two mountains, they only produced a series of brilliant flashes and emitted deep, earth-shaking resonances. After the spears had subsided, the surfaces of the mountains bore only scattered dents and marks, showing no other damage. The centenarian with a single horn on his head, with all three of his heads simultaneously startled, stared in disbelief. "This is impossible! My own Qi-Draining Power of the Coiled Dragon, now fully perfected, has long been renowned among human cultivators. How could there be anyone among the combined-bodied cultivators who possesses even greater strength than mine?" Hm, your transformation is...!" The solitary elder gasped in surprise, yet as he fixed his gaze and carefully examined the giant ape form of Han Li, a new air of doubt crept into his expression. "Heh, that's rather unusual of you—so particular, so out of the ordinary. If you're going to be so formal and unkind, then how about you meet my next move with a counterattack?" With a cold laugh, the golden giant ape caused two massive mountains to suddenly converge toward each other, then forcefully extended his arms forward. A resonant "hum" and a sharp "crash" echoed as the two mountain peaks, each bearing deep white streaks, shot through the air like arrows. Even at a distance of twenty to thirty paces from the elder's magical creature, an invisible force first surged into a violent gale, sweeping down in a broad dome. Where it passed, the very space seemed to fracture and crumble. The elder, witnessing this, was deeply startled, yet unwilling to yield, raised his three heads in a sharp cry of determination and swiftly swung his massive black staff in a flurry. Instantly, waves of staff formations surged forward, rolling against the two mountain peaks. A thunderous " The three-headed, six-armed monster felt a numbness in his hands, and his massive staff, suddenly warm, slipped from his grasp and flew out. At the same time, a tremendous force pressed upon him, causing him to gasp and spew out a thick stream of black blood, his body trembling and then shooting upward. The two great mountains, however, only paused slightly in midair before settling down once more with undiminished force. It seemed only a simple pressure would crush the monster into pulp. Yet, in shock and fury, the one-headed elder suddenly had all six of his arms detach themselves, transforming into a swirling tide of blood that completely engulfed his form. With a thunderous "boom," the two mountains crashed directly into the blood mist, yet surprisingly, the mist remained empty—seeming to have vanished entirely. The one-headed elder had evidently employed some mysterious technique, allowing him to vanish from his original position. The giant ape that had taken the form of Han Li first stared in astonishment, then opened his mouth wide, revealing clear anger. He then slammed both palms against his chest, causing a crack to spread across his brow, and a single dark, upright eye emerged. The deep within the pupil of the eye merely shimmered with a black glow, and instantly a column of black light, as thick as a large bowl, surged forth and vanished in a flash into the vacant space before him. At that very moment, a deep, resonant boom erupted hundreds of zhang away in the high sky. Then, beneath a low roar, the massive form of the monster staggered out from the space, wobbling as if unsteady. Han Li, seeing this, immediately turned and strode toward the two distant mountain peaks. The two great peaks trembled instantly—on one, silver runes flashed across its surface, while a thick, hazy radiance rolled outward; on the other, a myriad of green glimmers burst forth, releasing countless intangible sword-like qi streams. Their combined energies intertwined, causing the very heavens and earth to shift in color and tremble. The centenarian with the single horn, witnessing this, turned pale, then, without hesitation, forcefully planted both feet into the void, and with a sharp "thump-thump," his bodies burst into two streams of blood mist, revealing a pair of pale silver bones beneath. These foot bones not only shimmered with a silvery luster on their surfaces, but also bore a pair of blood-colored talismans at the soles. The Master of Strength simultaneously recited an odd incantation from his three heads. The two blood-colored talismans immediately "crackled" and began to burn themselves, their dozen large blood-script characters flashing briefly before vanishing and sinking deep into the bones—several inches in—like they had been embedded. The silver foot bones then flashed with a luminous glow, instantly transforming into a pair of silver wheels, which then rose into the air, where blood-magic flames surged and roared across their surfaces. Under the impetus of the flames, the wheels spun wildly, and then, with a sudden "whoosh," morphed into a blood-hued rainbow streak stretching a hundred zhangs in length, racing swiftly toward the distance. Its speed was so rapid—faster than a galloping wind—that it reached over a thousand zhangs in mere moments! Seeing that he could not match Han Li's power, the old demon turned abruptly and began to retreat without hesitation. Han Li stood stunned, then slightly furrowed his brow. This formidable foe had previously been resolute, even summoning his ancient demonic form, yet now, facing a slight disadvantage, acted with such decisive resolve that it truly came as a surprise. From the moment Han Li transformed into a giant ape, it had taken only a few breaths before the pressure exerted by the Sovereign of Force was overcome. At that moment, the silver-clad maiden seized the opportunity to circulate her inner spiritual energy, slightly improving her complexion. Seeing this, she was overjoyed and immediately called out, "Brother Han, we must not let this demon escape alive—should he summon other demonic clans, we shall be in serious trouble!" As soon as she finished speaking, she first pointed at the pair of silver hooks, drawing them swiftly into her sleeves, then raised her hand to release a jade-colored flying shuttle. With a graceful twist of her waist, she stepped into the shuttle. A thunderous roar! The shuttle transformed into a streak of jade light, pursuing the fleeing demon at a speed that matched, if not surpassed, the crimson streak leading ahead. "The Azure Sky Sickle—this immortal treasure ranked among the Ten Immortal Treasures has unexpectedly come into her hands. Truly surprising! But if we let this old demon escape, there's no way such a fortunate opportunity would arise!" Han Li glanced at the Azure Sickle, murmured these words with some astonishment, then coldly chuckled. Suddenly, he pressed his palms together, and the great ape he had transformed instantly enveloped in an eerie silver glow, rolling to the ground. With a clear cry, a silver giant phoenix of a hundred zhang in length rose into the void. Even more remarkable, as the phoenix raised its head and spread its wings, thunderous crackles erupted, and silver arcs shot out from its body—strangely, a pair of translucent, crystalline wings also emerged from its back. These were the Wind-Thunder Feathers! Thus, the phoenix now possessed four massive wings. By combining the transformation into a celestial phoenix with the Wind-Thunder Feathers, this was precisely the ultimate flight technique Han Li had refined over the course of several centuries. Now, the silver falcon shook all four of its wings simultaneously, vanishing in an instant like a streak of lightning. Only the rapid succession of thunder echoes could be heard, growing fainter and more distant in the void. At the same time, the blood-hued rainbow formed by the solitary elder sage had already traveled several dozen miles away. The demon, riding his silver wheel with increasing urgency, constantly glanced left and right, his face showing clear signs of anxiety. Before he had caught up with Han Li and his companions, he had re-established contact with his two fellow magisterial peers of the demonic race—now not far behind him. That was why he had dared to engage both of the two fully evolved beings at once. Yet he had not expected the male human cultivator, who had slain his beloved grandson, to possess such extraordinary prowess—far exceeding his own expectations—and had thus suffered a significant setback. Nevertheless, he had not yet deployed his most powerful technique. He would wait until he rejoined his two companions, then launch a decisive counterattack. There was still hope of eliminating these two human cultivators. With this thought in mind, the centenarian elder managed to suppress his anger and silently chanted words to himself. Instantly, blood mist rose from the wound on his shoulder, and his flesh began to ripple and move. Within a short while, the six arms that had previously detached were fully restored. At that moment, however, a man's voice suddenly echoed in his ears: "Li brother, how come you've become so disheveled? Those two human cultivators are quite formidable, aren't they? Yet do not worry—we have already set up a temporary magical array nearby. Once you draw them into the array, we will strike simultaneously, and surely we shall eliminate these two human cultivators!" The voice was cold and clear—belonging to the bald magus!