The woman nodded slightly, then said nothing. With a gentle shake of her sleeve, two rolls of white mist surged forth. The giant's body emitted a series of crisp, cracking sounds as he withdrew his towering form, rapidly shrinking into a compact mass. In an instant, he had transformed into two fist-sized gray-white stone spheres, which flew toward the woman and vanished into her sleeve. These two old demons certainly won't be able to escape from the Sealing Chain right away once they receive the Chaotic Qi—impossible! The Sealing Chain is indeed a nascent Xuan Tian spiritual artifact, still unformed. Even if the Chaotic Qi is as extraordinary as it may be, it couldn't produce such an effect. The two old beasts must have some other plans. Yet, since they've already sworn heart-magic vows to both of them inside the Chain, it would be difficult to break their word easily. Han Li's face darkened, and he murmured to himself in a low, barely audible tone. With a major decision firmly settled in his heart, Han Li immediately ceased hesitating. He pointed his finger at the white wooden box before him. With a "whoosh," the box shot straight toward the center of the vast crater and hovered stably in the empty space at its core. Then, Han Li took a deep breath and, with one hand, began to chant incantations. In a short while, a three-headed, six-armed image materialized behind him. As each of the six arms moved, they too began to channel their own gestures. Golden radiance surged from the image, swirling and vanishing instantly, each beam dissolving into the wooden box. In an instant, the originally milky-white box transformed into a brilliant golden hue, as if forged entirely of pure gold. At this moment, a layer of azure mist shimmered briefly across Han Li's face. With a low exclamation, he raised a finger once more and pointed it at the box. A streak of silver flame shot from his fingertip and struck the box, fully enveloping it. At that moment, the golden buddha-form behind Han Li opened one of its six eyes, and with a subtle shift of his body, stepped forward on his own, advancing steadily. After several swift movements, he had crossed over more than fifteen zhang to reach the blazing wooden box, and with two broad hands, seized it firmly. The golden light shimmered, and the buddha-form, carrying the wooden box, descended slowly toward the bottom of the massive crater. Though the pace was not swift, within just a few breaths, the golden form had vanished into the mist, completely out of sight. Han Li continued chanting his incantations and manipulating his hand seals, yet after a short while, his body shivered, and an inexplicable coldness radiated from him. A flash of yellow light appeared on the ground near where he sat, and a thin layer of yellow frost spontaneously formed. A little while later, the faint blue glow on his face gradually faded, and his entire body was enveloped in a layer of yellow radiance. Even his hair, face, and limbs were now covered in a delicate layer of yellow frost. The yellow mist at the bottom of the colossal crater had long been violently churning, and from beneath the earth, deep rumbling sounds periodically echoed, as though something were continuously bursting deep within, leaving everyone deeply puzzled. Yet Han Li's expression remained unchanged, seemingly entirely indifferent to these cold and fiery disturbances, silently channeling a secret technique without pause. Time passed steadily, continuing unbroken for seven days and seven nights. Han Li remained seated beside the crater, never leaving his post—this was a testament to his profound inner power, both in his physical form and his spiritual awareness, which far surpassed that of ordinary beings; otherwise, he would have collapsed long ago. Even so, he had felt a noticeable depletion of his inner energy, and his body now bore the signs of considerable fatigue. By this time, however, the powerful rumblings from the crater's depths had ceased, and the churning of the yellow mist had slowed considerably, clearly indicating that the secret technique had reached its final stage and was nearing completion. Suddenly, a deep, thunderous roar erupted from the bottom of the crater, and a cascade of golden light surged upward, piercing through the layers of mist and instantly illuminating the entire vast pit with an extraordinary, breathtaking brilliance. "It's done!" Han Li, witnessing the scene, was filled with renewed energy and couldn't help but exclaim excitedly. With this chaotic qi within his grasp, he was certain of advancing to the late Consolidation stage within a short time. Should he manage to further refine his cultivation, his spiritual power and magical abilities would naturally flourish, ensuring both his safety during the demonic calamity and throughout his future journeys into the realm of demons. With these thoughts swirling in his mind, his hands moved without hesitation. After a soft "popping" sound on his body, a swirling cascade of five-colored flames erupted from his surface. Where the flames passed, the frost on his face and body melted away, restoring him to his usual state within moments. Then, he raised his arm and reached down with one palm, grasping firmly toward the base of the crater. A violent surge of mist erupted, and as golden light flashed, a three-armed, six-limbed golden form emerged slowly from within, still cradling the wooden box. Yet within the form's wavering body, a distinct cluster of pale, misty light had suddenly appeared—about the size of an egg, seemingly unremarkable. Within this greenish glow, two faint spots of light, each roughly the size of a soybean, hovered steadily, one white and one black. Upon seeing this object, Han Li's lips curled into a warm smile. But moments later, his expression stiffened, and as he lifted his head sharply, his face turned suddenly startled and furious. At the same instant, a thunderous roar burst forth from the heavens, followed by an immense, unforeseen force that struck the celestial seal above. Under the impact, the seal's white vapor, which had previously been resilient, seemed as fragile as paper—crumbling with a deep, resonant crack, fragmenting piece by piece. The mist was then violently swept away by the rushing wind, completely cleared from the upper sky. And after that immense force dispersed, a slender figure materialized silently in the sky, gazing down coldly at Han Li. Her gaze was as icy and piercing as a blade, and upon meeting his face, it seemed to send a subtle, needle-like sting through him. "Excellent! The intelligence gathered from the human cultivator's soul-searching was indeed accurate—it's you," the woman's eyes flashed with cold light, and with a steady tone, she uttered words that sent a jolt through Han Li's heart. Though he didn't know her background, the tone clearly indicated she was a high-ranking magical race cultivator, one who even recognized him. Though Han Li was deeply puzzled and astonished, he knew now was not the time to ponder the reasons behind this recognition. With a sudden motion, he drew his five fingers sharply back toward his chest. The golden, three-armed, six-limbed form of his body shimmered briefly, then instantly transformed into a radiant golden glow, enveloping both the wooden box and the small cluster of green energy, and shooting straight toward Han Li. The celestial maiden witnessed this scene, first startled, but upon her gaze catching the wooden box and the green qi, her face suddenly changed, and she gasped aloud! "Seal of the Demonic Subjugation, the chaotic qi! You've been drawing upon this place's yin fire to extract the chaotic dual qi!" Clearly a resolute woman, she immediately shook her sleeve downward as soon as the words left her lips. A shimmering, pale ribbon shot forth from her sleeve, darting across the distance in a single flash—spanning hundreds of paces—and swiftly reached the exact point directly above the golden light. Pausing slightly, it then coiled downward with lightning speed. It was a white silk cloth, measuring one zhang in width, yet gleaming with silver luster and adorned with intricate runes—undeniably a rare treasure! Under the maiden's urging, this artifact now aimed to intercept the Seal of the Demonic Subjugation and the chaotic qi mid-stream. At the very same time, beside the massive crater where Han Li was seated, two thunderous booms suddenly erupted, shaking the earth and sending countless fragments of stone soaring into the air. Two enormous gray-white stone hands surged upward from the ground and slammed hard toward Han Li from both sides. Though the stone palms had not yet made physical contact with Han Li, two invisible forces already caused his body to stiffen, as if thousands of catties of pressure had been simultaneously applied to him. Han Li witnessed this scene, his astonishment and fury beyond words. Yet, despite his shock, he did not truly panic. With a cold exhalation, he pressed a hand seal and suddenly uttered the character "Bao." The golden light originally enveloping the wooden box and the Chaotic Qi instantly flashed violently, then burst outward in a ring of golden radiance. Wherever this golden radiance reached, the surrounding space warped and blurred. Even the remarkably adept white silk scarf momentarily stiffened and slowed in its movement. And at this moment, suddenly a large hand of jade-green hue flashed forth from the nearby void, seizing the wooden box and the green qi with astonishing speed. The hand then flickered, transforming into a faint humanoid silhouette—none other than the ethereal form of "Green-Skinned Han Li." As soon as this ethereal form appeared, Han Li extended his hand and performed a seal, instantly vanishing into a shimmering pool of jade-green light at the spot. At the same time, the original seated Han Li, whose body now glowed with golden light, sprouted thick golden fur and rapidly expanded in size, growing into a colossal golden-furred ape towering over ten zhang within a single breath. The immense force previously pressing upon him seemed to vanish instantly. Moreover, as soon as the golden ape completed its transformation, it roared loudly, clenching its fists and delivering two powerful, thunderous blows straight toward the massive stone palms that had been advancing toward it. After two thunderous booms, the giant ape let out a deep grunt and retreated several steps, while the two massive stone palms shattered stones everywhere, with nearly half of them vanishing into thin air. At that moment, a ripple of spatial disturbance surged behind the giant ape, and a faint green silhouette emerged, carrying a wooden box and a cluster of green light. It lunged forward and instantly dissolved into the giant's body, leaving no trace. (I've been making every effort to maintain steady updates, and once a consistent schedule is established, I'll gradually be able to add more chapters. Recently, I've gotten married and my daily routine has changed significantly—my life rhythm is now quite different from before, so I've found it hard to adapt. As a result, my update frequency has been lower lately, and I'm truly sorry for that. But I'm confident we'll soon pass through this most challenging transitional period and return to our previous regular update pace. I sincerely hope you can understand and forgive me during this time!) The woman nodded gently, said nothing further, and with a simple flick of her sleeve, two streams of white mist surged forth, each vanishing into the bodies of the two giants in a brief flash. The giant emitted a series of crisp, cracking sounds as he withdrew his towering form, his body rapidly shrinking into a compact mass. In an instant, his presence had transformed into two fist-sized gray-white stone spheres, which shot toward the woman and vanished into her sleeve. Only then, after a firm stamp of her foot, did the woman see a black cloud rise spontaneously from beneath her, enveloping her and propelling her swiftly toward the horizon. At the same time, the physical form of Han Li, who had been meditating in a lotus position beside the great crater, stirred slightly—his eyelids fluttered, and then slowly opened. A strange expression lingered on his face. He had successfully restored his Yuan婴, and had retracted his divine consciousness from the Sealing Chain of the Demonic Sovereign. "Looking at these two old demons' demeanor," he thought, "it's clear that the chaotic essence holds immense significance for them. Otherwise, they wouldn't have nearly launched a decisive assault on their spiritual forms within the chamber. Surely, once they obtain the chaotic essence, they will be able to break free from the Sealing Chain immediately—yet that seems impossible!" Indeed, this Sealing Lock was a nascent Xiantian spiritual artifact, still unformed—no matter how extraordinary the primordial chaos energy, it could not produce such an effect. These two ancient beings must have other plans, yet since they had both sworn heart-magic vows to these two, it would not be easy to break their word. Han Li's face darkened, and he murmured to himself in a low, barely audible tone. "Heh, well then! Once I divide the chaotic energy between the two demons, I'll find a way to return the Sealing Lock to the Demon Realm. After all, I'll be going there anyway—then I can handle this matter right there and then. Besides, these two are merely immaterial spiritual forms without physical bodies. Once the Demon Cataclysm ends, it won't be until many tens of thousands of years later before the next activation of the Sealing Lock. Who cares what these two demons do once they free themselves in the Demon Realm?" Han Li suddenly chuckled coldly, as though he had instantly made up his mind. With this decisive resolution settled in his heart, he no longer hesitated, and with a simple finger-tap, pointed at the white wooden box before him. With a sudden "whoosh," the wooden box shot straight toward the center of the massive crater, then hovered suspended in the empty space at its midpoint after a slight tremor. Han Li then took a deep breath and, with one hand, pressed a series of gestures, murmuring incantations continuously. In a short while, a seven-armed celestial form materialized behind him. As each of the six arms moved, they too began their own gestures, and golden radiance surged from the figure's body, swiftly spiraling upward and vanishing into the wooden box. In an instant, the originally milky-white box transformed into a brilliant golden hue, as if forged entirely of pure gold. At this moment, a layer of azure mist shimmered briefly across Han Li's face, and with a low exhalation, he pointed his finger once more at the box. A streak of silver flame shot from his fingertip and struck the box, instantly enveloping it completely. At that moment, the golden buddha-form behind Han Li opened one of its six eyes, and with a sudden shift in posture, stepped forward on its own, advancing steadily. After several swift movements, it had crossed over more than fifteen zhang to reach the blazing wooden box, and with two broad hands, seized it firmly. The golden light shimmered, and the buddha-form, carrying the wooden box, descended slowly toward the bottom of the massive crater. Though the pace was not swift, within just a few breaths, the golden form had vanished into the mist, completely out of sight. Han Li continued chanting his incantations and manipulating his hand seals, but after a short while, his body shivered, and an inexplicable coldness radiated from him. A flash of yellow light appeared on the ground near where he sat, and a thin layer of yellow frost spontaneously formed. A little while later, the faint blue glow on his face gradually faded, and his entire body was enveloped in a layer of yellow radiance. Even his hair, face, and limbs were now covered in a delicate layer of yellow frost. The yellow mist at the bottom of the colossal crater had long been violently swirling, and from beneath the earth, deep rumbling sounds periodically echoed, as though something were continuously bursting deep within, leaving everyone deeply puzzled. Yet Han Li's expression remained unchanged, seemingly entirely indifferent to these cold and fiery disturbances, silently channeling a secret technique without pause. Time passed steadily, continuing unbroken for seven days and seven nights. Han Li remained seated beside the crater, never leaving his post—this was a testament to his profound inner power, both in his physical form and his spiritual awareness, which far surpassed that of ordinary beings; otherwise, he would have collapsed long ago. Even so, he had felt a noticeable depletion of his inner energy, and his body now bore the signs of considerable fatigue. By this time, however, the powerful rumblings from the crater's depths had ceased, and the swirling of the yellow mist had slowed considerably, clearly indicating that the secret technique had reached its final stage and was nearing completion. Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted from the depths of the crater, and a cascade of golden light surged upward, piercing through the layers of mist and instantly illuminating the entire vast pit with an extraordinary, breathtaking brilliance. "It's done!" Han Li, witnessing the scene, was filled with renewed energy and couldn't help but exclaim excitedly. With this chaotic qi within his grasp, he was certain of advancing to the late Consolidation stage within a short time. Should he achieve one more stage of cultivation, his spiritual power and magical abilities would soar, ensuring both his safety during the demonic calamity and throughout his future journeys into the realm of demons. As he thought this, his hands moved without hesitation. After a soft "popping" sound on his body, a swirling cascade of five-colored flames erupted from his surface. Where the flames passed, the frost on his face and body melted away, restoring him to his usual state within moments. Then, he raised his arm and reached down with one palm, grasping firmly toward the bottom of the crater. A surge of intense turbulence rolled through the mist, and as golden light flashed, a three-armed, six-limbed golden form emerged slowly from within, still cradling the wooden box. Yet within the form's wavering body, a distinct cluster of pale, misty light had suddenly appeared—about the size of an egg, seemingly unremarkable. Within this greenish glow, two faint spots of light, each roughly the size of a soybean, hovered steadily, one white and one black. Upon seeing this object, Han Li's lips curled into a warm smile. But moments later, his expression stiffened, and as he lifted his head sharply, his face turned suddenly startled and furious. At the same instant, a thunderous roar erupted from the heavens, followed immediately by an immense, unforeseen force that struck the celestial seal above. Under the impact, the seal's white vapor, once strong and resilient, seemed as fragile as paper—crumbling with a deep, resonant crack, and the mist itself was violently swept away by the wind, leaving the upper sky completely cleared. And after that immense force dispersed, a slender figure materialized silently in the sky, gazing down coldly at Han Li. Her gaze was as icy and piercing as a blade, and upon meeting his face, it seemed to send a subtle, needle-like stinging sensation through him. "Excellent! The intelligence gathered from the human cultivator's soul-searching was indeed accurate—it's you," the woman's eyes flashed with cold light, and with a steady tone, she uttered words that sent a jolt through Han Li's heart. Though he didn't know her background, the tone clearly indicated she was a high-ranking magical race cultivator, one who even recognized him. Though Han Li was deeply puzzled and astonished, he knew now was not the time to ponder the reasons behind this recognition. With a sudden surge of determination, he drew his five fingers sharply back toward his chest. The golden, three-armed, six-limbed form of his body shimmered briefly, then instantly transformed into a radiant golden glow, enveloping both the wooden box and the small cluster of green energy, and shooting straight toward Han Li. The celestial maiden witnessed this scene, first startled, but upon her gaze catching the wooden box and the green qi, her face suddenly changed, and she gasped aloud! "Seal of the Demonic Subjugation, the chaotic qi! You've been drawing upon the yin fire here to extract the dual chaotic essences!" Clearly a resolute woman, she immediately shook her sleeve downward as soon as the words left her lips. A shimmering, pale ribbon shot forth from her sleeve, darting across the distance in a single flash—spanning hundreds of paces—and swiftly reached the exact point directly above the golden light. Pausing slightly, it then coiled downward with lightning speed. It was a white silk cloth, measuring a zhang in width, yet gleaming with a silvery luster, adorned with intricate runes—undeniably a rare artifact! Under the maiden's urging, this treasure seemed determined to intercept the Seal of the Demonic Subjugation and the chaotic qi mid-stream. At the very same time, beside the massive depression where Han Li was seated, two thunderous booms suddenly erupted, shaking the earth and sending countless fragments of stone soaring into the air. Two enormous gray-white stone hands surged upward from the ground and slammed hard against Han Li from either side. Though the stone palms had not yet made physical contact with Han Li, two invisible forces already caused his body to stiffen, as if thousands of catties of pressure had been simultaneously applied to him. Han Li witnessed this spectacle, his astonishment and fury beyond words. Yet, despite his shock, he did not truly panic. With a cold exhalation, he pressed a hand seal and suddenly uttered the character "Bao." The golden light originally enveloping the wooden box and the Chaotic Qi instantly flashed violently, then burst outward in a circular golden aura of explosion. Wherever this golden aura reached, the space itself warped and blurred. Even the remarkably adept white silk scarf momentarily stiffened and slowed in response. And at this moment, suddenly a large hand of jade-green hue flashed forth from the nearby void, seizing the wooden box and the green qi with astonishing speed. The hand then flickered, transforming into a faint humanoid silhouette—none other than the ethereal form of "Green-Skinned Han Li." As soon as this ethereal form appeared, Han Li extended one hand and performed a seal, instantly vanishing into a shimmering pool of jade-green light at the same spot. At the same time, the original seated Han Li, whose body now glowed with golden light, sprouted thick golden fur and rapidly expanded in size, growing into a colossal golden-furred ape towering over ten zhang within a single breath. The immense force previously pressing upon him seemed to vanish instantly. Moreover, as soon as the golden ape completed its transformation, it roared loudly, clenching its fists and delivering two powerful, thunderous blows straight toward the massive stone palms that had been advancing toward it. After two thunderous booms, the giant ape let out a deep groan and retreated several steps, while the two massive stone palms shattered stones everywhere, with nearly half of them vanishing into thin air. At that moment, a subtle green silhouette emerged from the space behind the giant ape, carrying a wooden box and a cluster of green light, and as it lunged forward, it seamlessly merged into the giant ape's body, disappearing without a trace.