A golden glow rolled forth, and the six golden blades instantly fused into one. A flash of cold light revealed the demon's central head first displaying a look of utter disbelief, followed by a thin streak of blood appearing at its neck—then the head rolled smoothly to the ground. The demon had been severed from the waist by Han Li's single sword stroke. Yet the giant ape showed no sign of joy. With a massive press of its body, the six arms suddenly parted, and the great sword split once more into six golden blades. The six arms blurred, a sharp, piercing roar rose, and countless golden threads emerged, densely cascading downward, as if to shatter the young hero's remains into a thousand pieces. At the same time, where the neck had been severed, a black mist surged forth, and suddenly a second head—identical in every way to the original—emerged. Yet one of the eight azure spectral heads resting on its shoulders mysteriously vanished. The colossal ape, who had been eager to pursue relentlessly, grew serious but did not cease his movements. With a series of fluid gestures, his five or six golden blades transformed into six distinct weapons—rings, spears, maces, and cones—each markedly different. With a mere flick of his arms, torrents of golden lightning surged from the weapons and crashed in a thunderous roar upon the distant demon, striking it head-on and all over. The massive demon, having just lost a head, was equally furious. It roared sharply, and its remaining seven heads began chanting in unison, while simultaneously forming a strange and profoundly intricate hand seal with both hands. The wind howled loudly! The once turbulent sea of blood beneath suddenly began to whirl rapidly, centered on the giant demon, forming a massive vortex that instantly surged upward as a towering column of blood-colored water. As the giant demon halted his hand gestures, a massive hand suddenly reached down and grasped the upward surging column. The blood-colored column flashed with brilliant light, then, with a thunderous roar, solidified into a colossal blood-stave, hundreds of paces long, its surface etched with dark, intricate runes. The demon seized the stave effortlessly and immediately swung it with decisive force toward the colossal ape. The sweeping arc of the stave instantly transformed into a powerful whirlwind of blood, accompanied by a thick, pungent odor rolling out from the stave itself. Golden lightning and blood-wind spiraled and interwove, occasionally exploding with deep, resonant booms. Seeing this, the six-armed giant ape narrowed his eyes, raised his six weapons simultaneously, and charged directly at the giant demon with fierce momentum. The giant troll snorted, then drove his blood-red great staff across the air, launching himself with a single foot planted firmly on the void. For a moment, two equally formidable, fierce behemoths clashed in the sky, their weapons clanging and ringing in a chaotic symphony. Six golden glimmers and a blood-red silhouette shifted between blurred and radiant, with countless streaks of light cascading forth. The clash was deafening. Not long after the physical confrontation began, thirteen clusters of purple light and a thick gray shadow surged in from either side, joining the fray. These were Han Li's purple-veined gold-eating insects and the massive gray serpent. Their arrival only intensified the battle, with the deep, resonant hums and hissing sounds interweaving with the thunderous impacts. Suddenly, a tremendous roar shook the heavens, and a vibrant, multicolored glow erupted at the heart of the combat. From that point, a wave of astonishing energy surged outward, spreading rapidly, darkening the space it passed through—so intense that it seemed as though the very fabric of reality were collapsing. At the very center of the collapse, two figures staggered back, shooting out several hundred paces apart before finally steadying themselves. It was the giant ape formed by Han Li and the young man who had been transformed into a great demon. At this moment, both of them appeared rather disheveled. The giant ape, though still covered in golden fur, had several patches of charred skin, and only three of its six weapons remained—each of them broken, barely extending beyond the ground. As for the great demon, he was covered in blood, with the ghost-headed shoulders on either side completely burst open, his flesh and blood smeared and mangled. His blood-red great staff had been severed in two, cleanly cut by something powerful. Clearly, the great demon had suffered a significant defeat in the recent battle. When the golden-furred giant ape and the great demon looked at each other across the distance, both clearly displayed a sense of caution and apprehension. At that moment, another deep rumble echoed from the center of the collapsed space. The five-colored mist surged and flowed, contracting and expanding before finally bursting open once more. This time, as the wave of explosion rippled through, dozens of streaks of purple light shot out sharply—precisely the purple-spotted golden-devouring insects belonging to Han Li. On the other side, the gray giant serpent likewise surged toward the center of the burst, only to have half of its body protruding from the collapsing space pulled back by a powerful suction force, and then swept back to the distance. The brilliant light of the explosion instantly engulfed the serpent completely. Witnessing this, the giant demon suddenly experienced a swirling of gray mist and, unable to contain himself, opened his mouth again, spitting out a cluster of pure blood. His face grew paler still. The gray giant serpent had been formed from his magical form, and now, severed from the connection with the leading young man, it had suddenly been extinguished—this sudden loss had inflicted a significant counter-effect upon the demon's physical form. As a result, his expression grew even more gloomy. The giant ape, seeing this scene, suddenly raised all six of its arms simultaneously, and instantly, golden light flashed, revealing six different weapons—each as fresh and sharp as when first forged. After a golden glow rippled through its massive body, the damaged fur instantly regained its original luster and freshness. Then, the ape's fierce expression flared, and it seemed poised to once again launch itself with its weapons. But at that very moment, deep in the distance, where the Nine Palace Tianqian Seal had been trapping the radiant light tower and the other embodiment, the seal suddenly dissolved into mist, emitting a deep, earth-shaking rumble. Simultaneously, a seven-colored giant tower phantom emerged above the mist, spinning smoothly, and then, like a tide, countless beams of light burst forth. Where the beams passed, the mist surged and vanished, and the palaces and pavilions hidden within the mist were pierced and scattered into countless streams of luminous light. In an instant, the entire Nine Palace Tianqian Seal was shattered and dispersed. "Whoosh!" A series of seven-colored rainbows flashed forth from the immense silhouette, appearing in the sky after a few brief instants, then gradually dimmed to reappear as a human figure. The giant ape that had taken the form of Han Li was momentarily startled. Meanwhile, the great demon's face brightened with surprise. This figure was precisely the other embodiment previously trapped by the Ten-Thousand-Sword Map. Remarkably, at this crucial moment, this embodiment had finally activated the extraordinary powers of the Rainbow Tower, breaking free from the confinement. However, upon closer inspection, Han Li's expression stirred slightly before settling back into calmness. Though the young man still held the seven-colored tower in his hands, he appeared pale, his vital energy greatly weakened, and the tower itself had lost much of its luster, now seeming to have suffered a noticeable loss of spiritual vitality. The giant troll also noticed his companion's sluggishness, his expression tightening instantly as he exclaimed, "What's going on? You're protected by the Radiant Spire—how have you turned out like this?" "Hmph. This youngster has activated a particularly troublesome artifact, one that doesn't seem to be from the Spirit Realm. If it weren't for my decisive use of my final reserves, you wouldn't have seen me at all," replied the young man in a cold tone. "Not from the Spirit Realm? Then, what's your current condition—can you still act?" The giant troll paused, his face expressing surprise, before asking further. "As long as you're unharmed, I won't have much trouble either. However, the Radiant Spire has lost some of its spiritual essence and can't currently utilize its spatial abilities," the youth shook his head. "Indeed! Then even together, we may not have much of an advantage," the giant troll frowned, his expression shifting between concern and uncertainty. The young man glanced at the golden giant ape now transformed, then at his last companion still locked in fierce combat on the other side, yet said nothing, remaining expressionless. On that side, though clearly being pressed, the spirit-body held firm thanks to the immortality of Zhixin's physical form and various strange, innate powers, ensuring solid self-defense. The other blood-light incarnation, meanwhile, struggled to break free and make its escape. The great demon likewise observed all this, his hesitation deepening naturally. Though the current situation seemed highly unfavorable, the thought of simply retreating now filled him with reluctance. After all, he had risked everything to send his three divine consciousnesses to the spiritual realm simultaneously, originally intending to reclaim the镇魔Tower and carry out his original grand plan. Now not only had that plan failed, but he had also suffered significant spiritual damage to one of the two Xuan Tian Remnant Treasures, and the other had vanished without a trace—his sense of dissatisfaction and frustration were truly profound. Han Li naturally sensed the other's hesitation. Suddenly, the three heads of the great ape he had transformed into simultaneously opened their mouths, chanting in unison. With a sudden motion, one of its arms swept forward through the empty space, and a golden broken blade instantly materialized. The ape merely held the blade horizontally before him, and instantly a myriad of radiant beams of light surged forth, causing the surrounding celestial and elemental energies to ripple and surge powerfully. At the same time, countless colorless light points appeared densely in the space around, rushing toward the golden broken blade on the opposite side. The young boy holding the pagoda stirred his facial muscles, gently shook the precious object in his hands, and then vanished in a streak of seven-colored rainbow.