Almost at the very moment that the great Han's attack had extinguished his form, the magically transformed Han Li emitted a deep groan. As the golden light on his body faded, his head and two golden arms instantly dissolved and vanished. His golden armor and the green single horn atop his head rapidly retreated, disappearing within sight. His massive frame contracted, returning to its original size, and everything reverted to the ordinary human form it had before the transformation. Yet now, Han Li's face was pale as paper, the brilliance in his eyes dimming visibly, and his vital energy swiftly weakening and dispersing. At the very instant he shed his transformed state, Han Li grasped both hands and immediately produced several small vials of varying colors. Without hesitation, he opened the caps and swallowed all the pills inside at once. After several flashes of unusual crimson on his face, a faint green glow passed through his body, and the gradual loss of his inner essence finally ceased. Han Li exhaled a long, steady breath, the tension on his face easing slightly as his gaze settled steadily toward the direction where the Han warrior had vanished. At the very moment he shed his transformed form, the golden giant palm also disappeared. From a distance, it appeared as though nothing remained at all—empty and untouched. Han Li's pupils narrowed, just as he was about to shift his focus away, when a ripple of energy surged from the adjacent void, and a cluster of black light materialized, revealing within it a massive black beast several zhang in length—exactly the three-headed magical lion puppet that had barely managed to escape moments before. After scanning the direction where the Han warrior had gone, the creature's six magical eyes flared with fury, and all three of its heads lifted in unison, roaring thunderously. "You dare destroy the perfected body of this sage, which I have cultivated for over ten thousand years! Unless you are crushed to dust and your soul extracted and refined, my rage shall never subside." The lion-like creature moved instantly, transforming into a streak of black light and charging straight toward Han Li. Deep within its heart, it was clear that with Han Li now severely depleted of inner energy, he could no longer be a mere puppet vessel—it would be impossible for him to survive and escape. With such bitter resentment, the creature had no intention of letting Han Li live. Upon seeing the white light array, the lion-mage immediately grew anxious. His body lengthened suddenly, and his flight speed surged by half. After just two flashes, he arrived at Han Li's side, his forepaws sweeping out with lightning speed. Ten black claw-spikes shot forth like blades, aiming to tear Han Li into countless fragments. Yet this attack had clearly come too late. As the magical array hummed, Han Li vanished within the white glow. The black claw-spikes sliced through the array, splitting it into several fragments, yet Han Li remained unharmed. Undeterred, the beast refused to yield. With a mere nod of its three heads, it extended a vast spiritual aura outward, then opened its mouth with a fierce expression, directing it toward a distant void. "Pffft," "Pffft," "Pffft"—three sounds followed, and three thick beams of light erupted, striking the void before vanishing instantly. A burst of sound echoed, and a shadow staggered into view. The lion-like creature in the midst of the three, with its head now facing forward, immediately displayed a fierce expression. Yet, just as that expression formed, it suddenly froze. As the distant shadow's glow faded, the true form revealed itself—a small golden creature about one zhang in height. It was the Bao Lin Beast. The creature had seemingly exchanged positions with Han Li at some point, stepping in to absorb the blow just delivered. Though it possessed the early stage of Consolidation-level cultivation and had not expended much spiritual energy during the fierce battle, it was clearly no match for the three lion-like puppet creatures. The blow had not only forced it to materialize from the void but also caused its originally golden fur to become scorched and singed. Yet the Leopard麒麟 beast did not falter. As soon as it stabilized its stance, it lowered its head and roared a deep, resonant sound. Simultaneously, a golden glow surged over its body, restoring the damaged fur to its original condition. A faint golden Qi of a Qi麒麟 emerged and shimmered subtly behind it. "Qi of the Qi麒麟! Hmph. Even with this level of cultivation, dare to stand in my way?" The three-headed Demon Lion watched this display, first momentarily stunned, then burst into a cold, scornful laugh. Suddenly, a black claw shot out sharply in a different direction. A thunderclap! Countless black electric arcs instantly intertwined on the claw, then vanished in a strange, sudden surge. At once, above a spot not far from the Leopard麒麟 beast, countless black electric arcs flashed wildly, coalesced into a massive black thunder-claw measuring a zhang in length, and surged downward with great force. Before this giant claw had fully descended, several black electric arcs had already surged forward, slashing wildly. Below, the ripples surged together, and as a streak of black lightning flashed, the void twisted momentarily, revealing a pale azure figure. It was Han Li. At this moment, Han Li's hands were clasped in front of him, his aura still remarkably weak. Yet, as he gazed at the massive thunder-claw descending from the sky, he showed no signs of panic—instead, a subtle cold smile played upon his lips. Just then, the leopard-mane beast roared in fury, shooting forth with great force, and in midair, its form blurred into several dozen shimmering shadows. With a single flick, these shadows materialized like a ghostly presence directly above Han Li's head. The shadows paused only briefly, and then countless golden claw-shapes burst forth with a hissing sound, slicing through the air, forming a vast net that surged toward and met the black thunder-claw. A tremendous roar erupted! Numerous dense streaks of black lightning surged from the surface of the massive claw, and upon contact with the golden net, they immediately tore it apart as if it were dry, brittle reeds. Even as several arcs of lightning, as thick as dinner plates, split through them, the phantom forms of the leopard-mane beasts flickered and vanished. The physical beast, after taking a blow, cried out and was launched十余 feet away, its fur instantly standing rigidly black, its vitality noticeably weakened. From afar, the magical lion roared with laughter, simultaneously activating his three heads' hand seals, and the massive thunder-claw descended straight upon Han Li without any obstruction. The dark lightning instantly threatened to engulf him completely. Yet at this moment, Han Li merely exhaled a soft sigh, and suddenly parted his two palms. A long, resonant roar like a dragon's cry erupted! A golden arc surged forth between his palms, flashed once, and then darted past the dark thunder-claw. The thunder-claw emitted a mournful cry and instantly vanished—strangely, it disappeared completely, leaving no trace. At that moment, the distant magi-lion's face grew pale, yet still hadn't quite grasped what was happening. Suddenly, the golden rainbow spiraled once in the sky before erupting into a massive, thick beam of golden light, soaring skyward to a height of over a thousand zhang. Within this beam, a faint silhouette of a long, golden spear floated steadily, while countless golden points shimmered around it, rushing toward the spear like moths to a flame. The extraordinary aura emanating from the golden spear stirred the very celestial and elemental energies of the heavens, causing them to ripple and surge. Then, with a deep, resonant thunderous sound, the spear's form glowed brilliantly, and the entire light beam transformed into a magnificent, radiant spear of golden brilliance. The three magi-lions, witnessing this, instantly grew alarmed, without hesitation, and instantly dissolved into a dark glow, vanishing into the air. Han Li's eyes flashed with cold intensity, and with a gentle finger-tip pointing upward, the golden spear swayed slightly before silently cleaving through the three fleeing magi-lions. After a single flash, the demonic lion vanished hundreds of paces away, just as it was about to unleash a great divine technique to forcibly break through the spatial seal and escape when it suddenly felt the air around it grow hot, its inner qi instantly stagnating and becoming utterly immobile. "Unfortunate!" The beast barely had time to cry out before its entire body grew cold and it went completely unconscious, its eyes rolling back. This seal truly lives up to its reputation as a celestial spiritual incantation—once unleashed, it effortlessly defeated a powerful adversary. Of course, this was also due to the fact that the magian warrior had lost his physical form, and thus his magical prowess and spiritual abilities had diminished significantly. Otherwise, even if this seal's power were beyond the ordinary, it could not have simply slain such a formidable magian foe. The divine technique he used earlier to dispatch the warrior's body was indeed one of the most powerful techniques recorded in the *Bodhi Saint's True Demon Power* scripture. However, as the magian warrior himself pointed out, at present, with the level of cultivation and physical constitution that Han Li possesses, this technique remains insufficient to be fully manifested—it is only accessible after reaching the stage of a Great Vehicle (post-advancement). Han Li, during his period of meditation and seclusion, naturally discovered this limitation himself. Nevertheless, the power of the *Nirvana Body* is truly extraordinary—once activated, even a single initial transformation of the Nirvana Body can increase his internal energy by more than a factor of two, not to mention the awe-inspiring, almost divine strength that causes even gods and spirits to retreat in awe. Thus, after long and strenuous contemplation, Han Li finally conceived a makeshift method—drawing upon the power of the Jingze Decision to temporarily awaken and activate the latent true spirit blood within his body, using this vital blood to temporarily sustain and drive the divine technique. For Han Li at this moment, this method was nearly a double-edged sword, costing him heavily: not only did it inflict substantial depletion of his vital energy upon activation, but the consumption of his true spirit blood itself was an unbearable loss. Therefore, he had originally no intention of employing this technique during this battle. Yet the great magian from the demonic lineage proved exceptionally formidable—especially the sudden deployment of his Nine-Demon Son-Mother Spear, a celestial technique manifested through the power of his immortal spirit, capable of matching even the full-force attack of a great cultivation stage master. Even if Han Li absorbed a direct blow, he would surely either be mortally wounded or rendered incapacitated. Only then, after being forced to, could Han Li summon his Yuan婴 to escape and, drawing upon the power of his true spirit, transform his physical form into different incarnations of his true spirit, thus jointly withstanding the attack. Having already awakened the blood of his true spirit, and knowing that the Magian warrior was no ordinary being capable of being defeated by ordinary techniques, Han Li, with a determined resolve, decided to directly invoke the originally unanticipated Nirvana Body—a move that he had not planned to make. His boldness in doing so stemmed from his confidence in his other trump card, the "Heaven's Spear Seal," which he held firmly in his hands, ensuring that he would not end up in a mutual defeat. With both of his master strategies now deployed, Han Li successfully defeated the Magian warrior, whose powers were nearly equal to his own. This outcome filled Han Li with profound admiration and deep emotion.