As for the faint black vapors drifting slowly around the luminous screen, they naturally symbolize the great army of the demonic beings en route to Yitian City. Though these black vapors appear to move with remarkable slowness, the demonic forces are actually advancing at an astonishing pace. "Friend Han, Lady Yin Guang, please take seats. It seems this battle will truly determine the very survival of our Yitian City—then we shall surely rely heavily on both of you." Upon seeing Friends Han and Yin Guang, the Dragon Elder immediately rose with genuine enthusiasm and warmly invited them. "Master Qinglong, your hospitality is most gracious. As members of the human race, we are naturally united—our assistance in this battle is both expected and certain." Lady Yin Guang smiled gently in reply. Upon hearing this, the Dragon Elder was naturally delighted and once again expressed his heartfelt gratitude. And only after Fr. Lin Luan had seen Fr. Han Li and the Silver Light Immortal settle into their seats, did she smile gently and speak: "According to reports from our spies monitoring the movements of the demonic army, this time the entire demonic force has mobilized, leaving no reserves. Fortunately, we had anticipated this development and had already made corresponding preparations. As long as our few elders can hold off those several high-ranking demonic immortals, we still stand a strong chance of repelling the entire demonic army. Of course, given the great distance that Sister Silver Light and Fr. Han have traveled to come to our aid, we—representing the four great sects—will not allow either of you to face this unprecedented peril in vain. We have specially prepared a small token of appreciation, which we hope you will not hesitate to accept." As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her jade hand and lightly tapped twice. Instantly, two young officers in green armor entered the hall, each carrying a silver platter covered in golden silk. They bowed respectfully and gently lifted the platters, presenting them to Fr. Han Li and Sister Silver Light with great reverence. Han Li's eyes flashed with surprise as he simply raised his hand toward the silver tray without speaking. A gentle glow passed through! The golden silk subtly trembled, then a blue circular ring shot out from within and was instantly caught in his hand—exactly a high-rank storage bracelet. Han Li's eyes shone with light as he casually swept his divine awareness over the contents of the bracelet. Yet, he couldn't help taking a deep breath of astonishment. Though he had long anticipated that the items inside would be of great value, he hadn't expected such a rich array of rare materials and nearly as many top-tier spiritual stones as a medium-sized sect might possess. Indeed, the Four Great Sects truly stand among the elite forces of the entire human race—what a generous offering they have made! This generosity is especially justified given the imminent battle, which directly concerns the very survival of Yitian City. Otherwise, even if Qinglong the Elder and Yin Guang the Immortal Lady were deeply grateful, they would not have offered such an extravagant gift. And this gift, by no means, was easy to obtain. After receiving them, a vigorous effort would naturally be required during the ensuing great battle. Han Li spun his thoughts and smiled gently, saying, "Since both of you have shown such sincere intentions, I shall not be too formal." As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped his hand, and the storage bracelet vanished in a flash of shimmering light. On the other side, the Silver Light Princess, after examining the identical storage bracelet, also brightened with a pleased expression, thanked him, and then accepted it without hesitation. Lin Luan and the Dragon Sovereign both looked delighted to witness this. The Dragon Sovereign was especially overjoyed and added, "Should we truly succeed in defending our city during this battle, after the conflict, our four great sects will present an additional grand gift to express our deep gratitude for your invaluable assistance!" "Indeed, as long as we successfully repel this wave of attacks from the demonic forces. Once the Five Yang Converging the Moon day has passed and the Nine Yang罡 Day Array is restored, our city will gain significantly enhanced defensive capabilities." Nevertheless, before that, our four of us are certain to face a tough battle. I hope these small tokens will suffice to express our deep gratitude for the great assistance rendered by the two esteemed friends. Lin Luan added with a light smile. "The gifts presented by the two friends are truly generous. I shall do my utmost to repay the favor. As for the Wondrous Magi Riders of the Demon Clan, I believe they can be managed—given the strong contingent of puppet forces stationed in your city, we should have no immediate trouble. However, the Jalun War Demons are no ordinary creatures; they are genuine, bloodthirsty beasts, and not easily matched by ordinary practitioners. It is not that I am being overly cautious—indeed, even ordinary cultivators would find it difficult to stand against the Jalun War Demons." Han Li said slowly, his voice subtly conveying a sense of concern. "On this point, please rest assured! We are well aware that even cultivators of the same level often fall short against the Jalun War Demons. Therefore, besides gathering our most elite forces, we have also prepared additional measures. With the combined efforts of both parties, I am confident we shall be able to successfully confront the Jalun War "The Qinglong Monks spoke with a touch of mystique. "Ah, it seems the Monk has already planned everything in advance—then I've been rather presumptuous. Now, I'd like to briefly hear your arrangements, both of you," said Han Li, smiling calmly and gracefully. "Of course. For this great battle, I have activated all the defensive and magical arrays in the city—except for the Jiayang Gangri Array—drawing out twelve-tenths of their full power, and even mobilized the thirty-two Golden Automata of Lingxu cultivation level, which I've kept as a reserve force, from the treasury..." The Qinglong Monk nodded and began to outline the preparations made in the city. Lin Luan, the Lady of Silver Light, occasionally added further details. Han Li and Lady Silver Light, meanwhile, remained fully attentive, listening intently to every word. Half an hour later, a steady stream of high-ranking cultivators began moving in and out of the hall, each one solemnly carrying out various orders and swiftly vanishing in streaks of light toward different parts of Yixian City. Not long after, resonant bell tones surged upward, echoing across the city. Waves of human infantry soldiers and countless streaks of light, each radiating a unique glow, suddenly appeared throughout the city and surged like a tide toward the various city fortifications. At the same time, in quieter corners and open spaces between buildings, a series of strangely shaped, varying-sized platforms emerged from the ground, glowing with intermittent radiance. Some buildings, after emitting thunderous sounds, underwent dramatic transformations—some morphing into towering giants, others into massive war chariots or colossal flying vessels. At the heart of Yitian City, the grand hall originally used for council meetings suddenly rose steadily from the ground, after a tremendous tremor shook the surrounding area. It ascended to a height of ten thousand feet and then, with astonishing force, hovered suspended in the air. Not only that, but the patterns on the hall's surface—once seemingly ordinary—began to shimmer and ripple as though gently stirred by a breeze, instantly forming intricate, mysterious five-colored glyphs. A deep, resonant "thud" echoed, and then a thick, five-colored light dome emerged from the hall's base, rapidly expanding before fully enclosing the entire structure. The hall then emitted a low hum, and in a single motion, it transformed into a massive orb of light, shooting off in a precise direction. Several hours later, the grand hall appeared suspended high above a section of the city wall, remaining perfectly still. Below the city walls and behind the palace, a dense and sprawling army of human cultivators—composed of well-dressed human martial force wielders and lower-tier cultivators—extended as far as the eye could see, numbering no less than several million! Among these puppet armies, thirty-two golden puppets, each standing about a hundred paces tall, remain motionless and silent, hands empty, gathered in the same spot. At the same time, on a vast plaza in Yitian City, guarded by layers of attendants, several white-robed cultivators are actively engaged around a magnificent purple-red super-array. The array itself is composed of individual blocks of purple jade, each block inscribed with colorful seals that subtly form nine distinct sub-arrays within the main structure. This is indeed a rare and well-known mother-and-child, interlocking array. Yet, at the very center, surrounded by these nine sub-arrays, there exists a smaller array entirely composed of blue seals, radiating an intense cold and occasionally releasing a faint fishy aroma. The entire array appears dim, its light dimmed, and the nine sub-arrays themselves nearly devoid of any luminous spark, as though completely halted in operation. Only the blue spell array at the center radiated an intensely brilliant light, as if a sun of luminous energy constantly shifting and pulsing. Yet the dozen white-robed cultivators seemed utterly overwhelmed by it, each one daring to approach it only with hesitation, steadily installing one after another of unknown golden crystalline stones around the entire array. Time passed slowly—by the time three or four hours had elapsed! At that moment, faint sounds of war drums began to rise from the horizon. The drums grew louder and louder, so powerful that upon hearing them, one felt as though their very blood surged with vitality. Suddenly, a black line flashed into view, thickening progressively until it transformed into a vast sea of dark magical energy, rolling steadily toward the edges. Within this sea of dark magic, countless shadowy figures moved, though obscured by the dense magical haze, only vaguely visible. Amidst them, several colossal war vessels—each as large as a small mountain—rested quietly. A brilliant flash of light atop the great hall in Yitian City revealed over a dozen figures materializing silently, each gazing toward the Mochai Sea with distinct expressions.