After Han Li nodded indifferently, Che Qi suddenly raised his sleeve, launching a beam of white light that shot across the space and swiftly toward the opposite side. Han Li extended his hand, calmly capturing the beam without expression, and in his palm now lay a clear, luminous jade scroll. "I shall first study the method in depth," Han Li said, bowing slightly as he spoke, "and will return promptly to see both of you should I achieve any results. I shall now be on my way!" He did not immediately use his spiritual awareness to examine the scroll, but simply offered his bow and departed. Then, a flash of green light rippled over his body, and his form gradually dissolved into scattered points of luminous energy. "Che brother, do you think this young man will keep his word?" As soon as Han Li had left the space, the black-armored man turned to the elder and asked after a moment of thoughtful silence. "This secret technique for refining the chaotic dual energies—besides us and the Blood Light Sect—few in the world are even aware of it. Should he wish to refine this into his own use, he certainly will not fail to keep his promise." Even if we have to endure some disorder in the Two Chaotic Energies now, it's still hundreds of times better than merely possessing spiritual treasures that we can't immediately utilize. Moreover, this is precisely our moment as holy priests of the sacred clans. Facing such a great enemy, he simply cannot afford to abandon this method that will immediately enhance our cultivation. "Chu Qi said with great confidence. "I hope things will unfold as Brother Chu has described. Heh, as long as we have these Two Chaotic Energies, our escape from this predicament will not be far off. Then we can work together to capture this young man, forcibly extract the other half of the Two Chaotic Energies that he has absorbed into his body. With such a short timeframe, he will surely not be able to fully integrate the Chaotic Energies into his essence. "The armored giant said, his eyes shining brightly. "That's certainly true. A mere human cultivator would hardly expect to possess such rare spiritual treasures. Even if that young man is exceptionally clever, he certainly wouldn't anticipate that we have already broken all the seals of the Divine Demon Lock. Now, only the Two Chaotic Energies remain. With just a few months—give or take—we Hmph. When that day finally comes—what will become of the little man from the Blood Light? With a respectful bow, Che Qi gazed upward at the vast, snow-drenched sky, swirling with countless flakes, then took a deep breath, his face now glowing with a touch of madness. "Ah, truly, I hope this day arrives sooner!" Wind Xie smiled with a somber expression. Meanwhile, outside the Town-Magical Seal, Han Li had already drawn back his divine awareness into his body and his Yuan婴 had briefly returned to his physical form. With a gentle blink, Han Li slowly opened his eyes. Then, with a simple hand motion, a translucent jade scroll materialized from his palm. Without hesitation, he raised his fingers, and the scroll instantly transformed into a beam of white light, leaping upward and settling firmly upon his forehead. A powerful surge of divine awareness then poured into the scroll, revealing every detail within it in full clarity. Indeed, the scroll contained a fragment of an ancient spell, over a thousand characters long—each character exquisitely profound, as though concealing a hidden secret. As Han Li gradually deepened his understanding of the spell, subtle shifts in his expression began to emerge. This relatively brief spell formula had unexpectedly allowed him to enter deep meditation for two full days and two nights. When the third morning arrived, Han Li finally exhaled gently, drawing his divine awareness back, and the jade scroll previously pressed against his forehead flashed once, then crumbled into fragments, dispersing into fine powder as if it had vanished. The spell formula inscribed within the scroll had naturally been fully committed to memory—every character perfectly retained. After making his decision once more, he shook his sleeve, and the blue jade vial containing the Two Qi of Chaos shot out instantly. At the same time, he once again lightly struck his celestial crown with one hand... On a vast platform atop one of the magical kingdom's fortresses, over a hundred high-ranking magical beings stood, each gazing toward the Tianyuan City with varying expressions. Leading them was a young mage in a blood-red robe, his face stern and his gaze cold—yet upon closer inspection, a subtle air of casual indifference seemed to linger. The other high-ranking mages, meanwhile, gathered in small groups, whispering among themselves. However, just moments later, the young mage narrowed his eyes and softly declared, "The time has come. Let us begin the assault. I hope within a few years, I shall be formally welcomed into the Tianyuan City!" "We will do our utmost to assist the Holy Ancestor!" The other mages responded in unison, their faces now serious. Even one of the red-armored attendants standing beside the young mage swiftly tossed an object into the air. Instantly, a surge of silver light shot upward, reaching over ten thousand zhang before bursting into a thunderous roar at the zenith. A silver scroll, spanning a hundred zhang in diameter, suddenly materialized in the void, radiating a brilliant, dazzling silver glow. In response to this immense silver scroll, a series of slightly smaller entities, each emitting a sharp cry, surged upward one after another across various points outside the city of Tianyuan. At that very moment, both the aerial magian flying towers and the ground-based army of beasts instantly became restless. First, colossal luminous arrays ignited within each fortress, followed by the emergence of countless black luminous spheres, each as large as small mountains, rising above the fortifications and rolling toward Tianyuan City with thunderous roars. Wherever these massive spheres passed, the void trembled and warped, creating an astonishing momentum. Simultaneously, the magian towers and flying vehicles immersed in the magical atmosphere launched their own assaults, unleashing a cascade of thick beams of light, like a downpour of light rain, that surged forth in all directions from the magical clouds. Before these attacks reached the human realm's defensive barriers, a roar erupted throughout Tianyuan City, and rows of luminous arrays materialized suddenly in the sky above the city walls. Under the shimmering hues of five colors, countless spells—fireballs, wind blades, ice spears, and others—flooded forth in a continuous surge, forming waves of light that collided head-on with the magical assaults. At once, a thunderous crash shook the city's protective light shield, and the intense luminous energy released burst forth, nearly illuminating half of the previously dark sky. Under the glow, faintly visible in the direction of the demonic forces, a series of beast-forms surged forward like hundreds of colossal serpents, charging directly toward Tianyuan City. Some of these beasts leaped and galloped across the ground, others glided and dove at low altitudes, while others, higher up, flapped their wings vigorously. Meanwhile, a group of flying chariots and great vessels, emitting a steady hum, advanced steadily toward the front. Near these aerial demonic formations. A group of magical soldiers clad in armor suddenly appeared, some walking on clouds of magic, others riding great beasts, all bearing fierce expressions. Thus, the magical forces' assault on Tianyuan City officially began. Unless you return immediately to retreat and meditate for a hundred years, there's no way you'll fully recover. Yet it's also evident that the Sixth Pole's magical power has not fully returned, and his old injuries remain difficult to heal. Otherwise, how could he have escaped the setting sun arrow with merely a single manifestation?" The black-armored woman spoke calmly. "Indeed. Nevertheless, even so, when the main body cannot descend, we are still utterly overwhelmed in single combat." Yuan Sha, upon hearing this, expressed a complex expression before finally sighing softly. "You yourself said it's a case of single combat. The current Blossom is no longer the Saint Patriarch of the Sacred Realm. We possess an army at our disposal—why would we need to fight him one-on-one? Yet once you return, you truly cannot afford to be alone; only by staying within the army can you ensure your safety." The Sixth Pole murmured, his tone cold. "Thank you, sister, for the reminder. However, given the Blossom's nature, it seems unlikely that she is deliberately seeking our trouble." After all, even if we eliminate several of our incarnations, it will do little to improve her situation. She has come here despite knowing the Sacred Rite has already begun—she must have another purpose in mind," Yuan Sha said thoughtfully and seriously. "Another purpose? What could it possibly be? Her current priority, I believe, is simply to heal her injuries and restore her full magical power." The black-armored woman sneered. "Restoring her magical power! That makes perfect sense. The Treasure Blossom herself is a well-known seer within our Sacred Realm—surely she came here specifically for this matter. Nothing else would have prompted her to take such a risk." The black-armored woman paused, her expression one of thoughtful reflection. "It may indeed be so. But for now, let us discuss this matter in greater detail later. I shall first escort Sister back to the human realm. Once she reunites with her other incarnation, we can rest assured and be at ease." Yuan Sha nodded and added her suggestion.