Black Wind merely rolled forward and instantly reached the cluster of crimson bat-magi. A strange, piercing cry rang out from the midst of the group, and half of the bat-magi suddenly turned around, opening their mouths to blast streams of green flame toward Han Li. Before the green flames even reached him, a putrid scent surged toward him, making the onlookers gag and retch. Han Li laughed heartily, then simultaneously expanded both sleeves, sending two surging waves of misty, jade-colored winds bursting forth from the sleeves, which pushed the green flames back, forcing them to hesitate and unable to draw near. At the same time, Han Li took a long stride forward, and in a flash, his form blurred and vanished from the spot. A moment later, beside a crimson bat-magi some fifty paces away, a figure flickered into view—Han Li appeared suddenly, his arms only slightly moving, as a hundred shimmering claw-shadows swept down in a continuous series of sharp, crackling sounds. The crimson bat-magi had barely time to cry out before it was instantly transformed into a cascade of blood, splashing down from the sky. The other magus bats nearby were startled, hastily turning to launch another assault—but it was too late. As Han Li's shoulder shifted, a series of black streaks unfolded, then vanished, reappearing beside another bat some dozen paces away. A sharp crackling of claw strikes erupted, instantly tearing countless fragments from the body of this beast. From then on, Han Li darted in and out among the bats, striking down one each time. With his elusive movements, though the crimson bats unleashed waves of green flames, most of them fell empty, missing their mark. Occasionally, a few flames struck him, only causing his form to pause momentarily—then smoothly deflected by a black magical armor, which absorbed the impact without a ripple, allowing him to continue his relentless assault. Within mere breaths, over a dozen bats fell to Han Li's blade. Witnessing this, the magus族 members struggling to withstand the green fire waves stared in sheer astonishment. The beautiful young woman at the Transcendent Void stage stared at Han Li with wide-eyed astonishment. Others might not know, but they had been fighting these magical bat creatures for nearly half a day—how could they not know that each of these beasts possessed skin as tough as steel, resistant even to ordinary magical artifacts, which only the highest-tier magical artifacts could truly penetrate? Otherwise, they would not have been trapped here for so long. Han Li, relying solely on his bare hands and arms, had managed to cleave through the very creatures that had previously left them helpless—this naturally caused great surprise. "This person is so powerful merely through his physical strength. What kind of magical cultivation technique does he practice? Could it be one of the ancient legendary magical arts mentioned in the tales?" the woman thought in awe. Even the otherwise fiercely aggressive magical bats now displayed a sense of deference and hesitation before Han Li. But at that moment, a sharp cry suddenly erupted from among the magi-bats, and the others instantly parted like they had been granted amnesty, revealing a colossal magi-bat far larger than its peers. This creature not only exuded a powerful aura but also bore a pair of strange, pale-violet horns atop its head, with faint streaks of electric light shimmering around them. As soon as Han Li appeared, the magi-bat opened its mouth without hesitation, and a vast wave of green flames immediately surged forth, engulfing him and sweeping the void within a hundred paces into the heart of the blaze. Han Li remained calm, raising his hand and pressing it against his body. Instantly, his black magical armor reappeared, swiftly coalescing into a dense network of black runes that formed a luminous shield in front of him. Upon contact with the black shield, the green flames hissed violently and were forcibly split apart, unable to come close to Han Li at all. The massive figure, witnessing the scene, grew furious. With a sharp cry, two great purple horns atop its head erupted in a thunderous roar, releasing two silver arcs as wide as bowls that flashed and vanished in an instant, striking Han Li. Han Li heard this and gave a cold snort. His five fingers, which had been descending, suddenly clenched tightly, causing the five streaks of claw light to accelerate several times over. In a single flash, they struck hard into one of the monster's flesh wings, cleaving it into several pieces and transforming it into a shower of blood. The giant bat immediately let out a piercing cry. Its eyes, once blazing with rage, now revealed fear. The remaining flesh wing flapped wildly, and suddenly, countless fine threads of blood burst from its body, spraying outward in every direction. These blood threads were clear and bright red, and as soon as they emerged, they burst into clusters of blood mist, instantly enveloping the giant bat in a hazy, misty shroud. Han Li's expression shifted, and with his other arm, he also manifested a spectral form, extending it downward. As the ripple spread, countless claw streaks emerged densely beneath and shot forth like a sudden downpour into the blood mist. Instantly, the mist was pierced with countless holes. At that moment, a sharp, piercing sound erupted amidst the blood mist, followed by a flash of crimson light as a streak of blood surged forth—appearing instantly at a distance of over a thousand paces in the void, then fading into the horizon with a blur. "Blood Shadow Step!" Han Li's face revealed a moment of surprise as he recognized the giant bat's escape technique, but his expression quickly settled into calm, and his gaze swept over the remaining crimson bats. Without the leadership of the giant bat, and with several of the magical bats already defeated by Han Li's sudden assault, the green flame sea now generated by the remaining magical bats could no longer exert pressure on the magical races. Taking advantage of this turning point, the magical beings, led by three immortals, displayed their full strength and gradually pushed the flame sea back, nearing liberation. Han Li watched this scene, arms folded, motionless in the air, showing no intention to intervene. The other magical bats likewise maintained a safe distance from him, unwilling to approach or engage. After a cup of tea's worth of time, the demonic beings finally managed to break through the flames together and nearly eliminated half of the demonic bats. The remaining creatures scattered in panic, fleeing the vicinity of the great tree and no longer daring to linger nearby. I've heard that your family's specially crafted Quanxiang has miraculous effects such as driving away evil spirits and calming the mind—indeed, I'd like to see it in action.” Han Li bowed slightly, speaking calmly and composedly. “A solitary practitioner? Brother Han has single-handedly defeated so many Blood-Line Bat creatures—his abilities are truly profound. It seems Brother Han must be someone who rarely ventures out, a dedicated cultivator. Otherwise, I should have heard of your name at least once.” Bai Yun Xin’s eyes sparkled with gentle interest, and she smiled gracefully. “As for me, I can hardly claim to be a dedicated cultivator, though I do indeed spend most of my time at home. This place is quite distant from the city of Huanye. The young disciples and you, Lady, have come all this way—perhaps specifically to seek these six Purple Spirit Fruits!” Han Li yawned slightly, modestly, then glanced at the young woman and asked gently. "Our Bai family has recently been preparing to concoct a special elixir, and this purple spirit fruit is indeed one of its primary ingredients. I and the rest of our clan have risked our lives for several years, braving the wilderness, before finally stumbling upon just a single tree bearing such purple glow. Had it not been for Brother Han's assistance this time, we would have been utterly unable to harvest these precious fruits. Originally, we intended to give half of the fruits to you, but since this fruit is of utmost importance to our family, I would like to offer an equivalent number of magical stones in exchange for half of the fruits. I wonder if you would agree?" Bai Yunxin's face slightly tightened, but quickly settled as she replied, her tone carrying a hint of hesitation. Then, after calling out to the other members of her clan, she dispatched people to harvest the several purple spirit fruits from the great tree. Once the fruits were carefully picked and placed into their designated boxes, Bai Yunxin also handed over to Han Li a storage bracelet filled with magical stones. Han Li took the bracelet and, with a calm gaze, scanned it with his spiritual awareness before smoothly drawing the circular ring into his hands. Seeing this, Bai Yunxin's smile grew even more radiant, and she spoke warmly, extending an invitation: "I wonder, Master Han, where you intend to go next? If it would be convenient, would you be so kind as to join me on a return journey to Huanye City? First, our city holds a modest reputation within the Sacred Realm and boasts several unique specialty spiritual treasures that would surely prove beneficial to you. Second, I have made a solemn vow with my mind-magic, promising to inform the elders of our clan of your generous assistance and to offer you a heartfelt reward upon my return. I sincerely hope you will not hesitate—please, do accept my invitation and join me on this journey." Seeing Han Li's extraordinary abilities, the direct descendant of the Bai family clearly felt inclined to strengthen ties with him. "Our Bai family has an elder who practices the art of bodily cultivation. If Brother Han receives even a little guidance from someone else, he will surely reap great benefits. Given the great favor your friend has shown us, I am certain our elder will not hesitate to offer his support." The scholar-dressed Bai Ying quickly added, his eyes glinting as he spoke.