Within these two astonishing streaks of light, the extraordinary spiritual pressure unique to cultivators in their fusion stage surged downward with overwhelming force, pressing directly upon the two Magian Sovereigns. Seeing this, the Magian Sovereign of broad stature slightly frowned, glanced toward the distance with a flicker of his aura, and then, with a deepening tone, uttered a single word—“Go” —to the cold, composed youth. As soon as the words fell, he raised his hand, and a black war-chariot several dozen feet long shot forth and launched into the air. With a subtle shift of his form, he instantly materialized upon its surface. The cold youth showed no change in expression, yet his figure began to blur and, in a single flash, vanished completely from his original spot. At the very next moment, the ethereal image of the white-robed youth appeared hundreds of feet away, and with a graceful step, his form once again dissolved into the air. The Magian Sovereign had now seemingly transformed into an intangible entity, vanishing in mere steps, and reaching the horizon in an instant. As for the great mage warrior, with a booming laugh, his black war chariot flashed beneath his feet, suddenly exploding into a streak of black lightning that surged forward. After several swift movements, it had shrunk into a small black dot and vanished abruptly into the distant sky, just like the young man had done. As the light of Dugu dimmed, the astonishing rainbow rushing toward Yitian City suddenly paused and dispersed a short distance away, revealing two figures—one male and one female. The dark-green-dressed lady, upon recognizing the Silver-Light Immortal, also displayed a look of both surprise and delight. Yet, when her gaze settled on Han Li, she paused slightly, as though taken aback. "Ah, this is Master Han Li. I've had the pleasure of meeting him several times during my visits to Jiuxian Mountain," the yellow-robed scholar said, smiling gently without waiting for the Silver-Light Immortal to introduce him. It seemed he recognized Han Li immediately. "Master Qing Long of the Jiuxing Sect, I am honored to meet you," Han Li replied, having always found the scholar's appearance familiar. After a moment's reflection, he recalled his identity and bowed slightly with a smile. Master Qing Long of the Jiuxing Sect was indeed one of the stage-level cultivators he had encountered a few times during the exchange gathering at Jiuxian Mountain, though he had not yet made many deeper connections. "Last time we met, you were still at the early stage of cultivation. Now, after several hundred years, you've advanced all the way to the mid-stage—what a wonderful achievement!" The scholar smiled slightly upon hearing the other recall him, yet his expression turned startled when he scanned韩立's current cultivation level. "I've merely had a few fortunate opportunities over the years to manage to advance to the next stage. I never expected that after our parting, I would now have the chance to meet Lord Lin again. As for this young lady, she must be the Lin Luan you mentioned, the one the Silver Light Immortal spoke of." Naturally, Han Li used his usual, unremarkable excuse to lightly brush over his significant progress in cultivation, instead shifting the conversation to focus on the other woman in court attire. "Ah, so you are the rising star, Master Han. You're quite right—my name is Lin Luan. This time, we shall truly need the assistance of more fellow cultivators, as well as Sister Silver Light. Should no peers of our level come to support us, Yitian City may not be able to hold out for another two months." The senior master of the Heavenly Emperor Sect spoke with an unexpectedly pleasant voice, and her tone carried clear expressions of gratitude. "Lin sister, could you please explain further? Earlier, together with Brother Han, we observed the scene of the demonic forces attacking the city from a distance. Though those Great Manifestation Demon Riders appeared formidable, the city had not suffered any significant advantage for the demons." Upon hearing this, the Silver Light Immortal narrowed her eyes, her tone serious and inquired with some weight: "The two of you may not be aware that what we just witnessed was merely a fraction of the demonic army. The main force is still stationed far beyond, in the Central Sword Mountain, thousands of miles away. Moreover, these elite demons have been holding back their full strength in attacking our city—not because they are unwilling, but because they are patiently awaiting a specific day." Lin Luan replied with a wry smile. "A specific day?" the Silver Light Immortal expressed her growing surprise. "Your words are accurate. However, we are not currently in the place where we are conversing. Let us return to the city together and discuss this in greater detail. The demons are exceptionally cunning! Those two demon lords we just saw may very well bring two more Demon Sovereigns back to this very location." The Dragon Immortal gently reminded. "Four Lord Magnates! That's quite good—let's head into the city then." Hearing this, the Silver-Light Immortal was startled and immediately agreed without hesitation. Han Li naturally had no objections either. Thus, the four of them instantly activated their light trails and soared toward Yitian City. In moments, they reached the massive city walls, where some human cultivators and numerous bronze automatons had not yet managed to evacuate. This observation made Han Li pause and look more closely. The high-level cultivators appeared strong in their修为, yet all showed signs of weariness, some even pale as if their vital energy had significantly diminished. As for the bronze automatons, most bore visible cracks and dents across their surfaces, with several missing limbs or even parts, appearing greatly damaged. Though Han Li's expression remained composed, a furrow formed between his brows. Clearly, Yitian City had been going through difficult times. The Silver-Light Immortal, witnessing all this, grew increasingly somber. Lin Luan and the other two could only sigh and remain silent. However, at this moment, another group of cultivators, each trailing five-colored robes, had already swiftly ascended to the city walls, swiftly casting spells to repair the damaged walls and re-inscribing intricate, mysterious array patterns upon them. A fresh group of strong-bodied attendants also climbed to the walls, replacing the human cultivators. These attendants were fully equipped and looked remarkably energetic and spirited. Seeing this, Han Li felt a slight relief. Thus, under the guidance of the two scholars, he and the Silver Light Immortal flew to the city's ramparts and passed through several well-organized defensive lines inside the city, finally arriving at a hall situated in a corner of Yitian City. There, several cultivators at the Lingxu stage were waiting with varied expressions; upon seeing Han Li and his companions, they immediately approached to pay their respects, showing great enthusiasm. "Several of them are specifically in charge of the city's defensive affairs, and with their presence, I believe they can better introduce certain matters to the two esteemed guests. Upon seeing both Han Li and the Silver Light Immortal express a moment of curiosity, the Dragon-Sky Sovereign immediately began to explain. Yet, upon Lin Luan's jade brow furrowing, she replied with a touch of helplessness: "The circumstances surrounding the earlier demise of the other two fellow cultivators were, in fact, not particularly remarkable. Everything that could be said has already been mentioned in the rescue letter we sent out. This time, the magisterial cultivator leading the assault on our city proved exceptionally cunning. Initially, as we just witnessed during the siege, he only brought a small contingent of Wànxiàng Magi Riders into the fray, and only two of his early-stage Consolidation-level cultivators appeared. Unfortunately, due to a misstep, the two cultivators were lured out of the city by the Magister and fell into the ambush set by the enemy, as well as the combined assault of four magisterial cultivators—thus, they were unable to even escape their Yuan Ying stage and perished on the spot." "Indeed, these magistrates are remarkably deceitful. It's no wonder the two cultivators suffered such a severe fate," sighed Silver Light, reflecting thoughtfully. "Yes, we must indeed be more cautious. If possible, I would kindly ask the two cultivators to briefly explain to me the divine techniques of those four magisterial Hán Lì heard this, his eyes flashed briefly, glanced between the young lady and Qinglong Shangren, then nodded calmly. "Of course. As for whether this city can be held in the future, it will entirely depend on Fraternal Brother Hán and Daoist Yin Guang. I will have my staff compile two sets of records regarding these four demons and deliver one to each of you," Qinglong Shangren agreed promptly. "That would be ideal. Could Fraternal Brother Qing please clarify once again the matter he mentioned earlier—about the demonic race awaiting a certain day? Specifically, what day is this?" Hán Lì smiled satisfied, yet after a moment's thought, raised a new question. Yin Guang, the Immortal Maiden, nodded in agreement. "This day naturally refers to the fifth day of the Yang Moon, two months from now. On that very day, our city's foundational defensive array will cease to function," Lin Luan said, her expression slightly dimmed, with a touch of resignation.