Though the snowflakes seemed small, whenever the crimson orbs came into contact with them, they instantly fizzled out with a hissing sound, filling the entire volcanic lake with an eerie coldness that nearly drove the warmth away entirely. At the same time, Han Li's eyes flashed, and with a swift motion, he launched his ten fingers toward the beast. Following a series of sharp crackling sounds, ten shimmering blades of green light shot forth, converging directly upon the creature. Meanwhile, Han Qi Zi emitted a cold sneer, his crystalline glow intensifying instantly. With a graceful gesture of his pale palm before him, a translucent ice mountain materialized—initially no more than a few zhang in size—but within moments grew to dozens of zhang tall, then surged forward with a thunderous roar, crashing down upon the beast. In that very instant, Han Li, his wife, and Han Qi Zi all launched their attacks simultaneously. This time, however, their actions were clearly no longer mere probes—they had each fully drawn upon their true powers. The wyvern, dwelling within the green flame, seemed to sense impending trouble. With a low roar, it surged upward, its body glowing green and expanding, while its core plummeted downward toward the molten lake, striving to retreat back into its depths. At that moment, however, the six members of Bai Yunxin, concealed in the surrounding magical aura, each activated their hand seals to ignite a colossal magical array. Immediately, the sounds of clashing weapons surged from the black mist, and countless streaks of snow-white blade light erupted from all around, forming an impervious, rain-and-wind-proof network of blades across the molten lake surface—sealing off the wyvern's retreat path. Each blade beam shimmered with a cold, sharp radiance, and emitted a faint, mournful cry, clearly indicating their exceptional sharpness and power. Though the wyvern, confident in its sturdy body, dared not easily charge through, it halted mid-air, its form momentarily still. The combined power of snow, ice, and swordlight had shattered the green flame barrier, and the resulting thunderous impact reached the wyvern's head. No wonder this beast is a late-stage Magus Sovereign. Amid such peril, instead of showing signs of panic, it seemed suddenly stirred by a fierce inner resolve. At once, it opened its massive maw, and the green flames wrapping its body were swiftly drawn in—like a dragon returning to the sea—completely swallowed by its mouth, revealing its true form. It was a fearsome creature with a deer's head, a bull's body, and lion's claws. After absorbing all the green flames, it emitted a deep roar, lifting its head slightly, and then suddenly expelled a block of mossy green stone. As the stone expanded in the wind, it transformed into a towering, massive stone wall, its surface shimmering with surging green flames, completely blocking half the sky. Snowflakes, swordlight, and ice mountains struck the wall simultaneously. Amid a continuous cascade of piercing light and thunderous sounds, the green flames on the wall dimmed slightly, yet the wall itself remained utterly undisturbed. This sight caused several of the present Magus Sovereigns to exchange startled glances. Han Li narrowed his eyes, his face also expressing a touch of astonishment. The sword qi he just emitted appeared unimpressive, yet its sharpness was no less than that of the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword itself. It could easily cleave through lower-tier法宝and artifacts, severing them into two pieces with a single strike. Though he hadn't expected to overwhelm a mere dozen sword beams and thus defeat the beast, the fact that this stone wall had effortlessly deflected them was far beyond his anticipation. The purple-haired woman observed this scene and her beautiful eyes flashed with delight. Yet the deer-like beast魔兽 opened its mouth again, spewing out a surge of jade-colored flame that surged into the stone wall. Instantly, the flame roared to life, and the cracks that had previously spread across the surface rapidly closed, swiftly restoring the wall's unyielding strength. The purple-haired woman's expression darkened. With a surge of magical power, her long pike reemerged outside the wall, then shimmered into countless towering pike-images, slashing furiously against the stone wall in a relentless storm of blows. Meanwhile, the yellow-haired man watched the scene unfold, changing his hand seals. A hundred ancient mirror fragments floating in the air erupted in thunderous resonance, then unleashed a hundred black lightning bolts. As they intertwined and coalesced, they formed a black lightning sword, glowing with electric brilliance and stretching over ten zhang in length, which plunged straight down into the void below. One after another, black electric arcs cascaded like serpents from the sky, striking the stone wall and scattering the green flames by half. The mountain, chilled and trembling, seemed to vanish into the void below. As the ripple from the beast surged, the ice mountain suddenly materialized from the emptiness, surging forward with a wave of cold light and crashing directly onto the beast's back. The massive ice mountain had not yet fully settled when an invisible force and a shimmering stream of cold light enveloped it. Yet, at that very instant, the beast suddenly raised one of its claws and slammed it into the empty space before it. An odd phenomenon unfolded! The beast's claw plunged into the space ahead and disappeared entirely, while simultaneously, a green flame claw, measuring a zhang in length, flickered and emerged from behind the beast, firmly countering the incoming ice mountain. A deep thud echoed as the shimmering cold light and the green magical flame burst outward simultaneously, the ice mountain recoiling and shooting backward. Then, the green flame claw flickered and vanished once more. With a沉ened gaze, Han Qi pressed a series of swift gestures downward toward the empty space, and as the ice mountain momentarily halted, he immediately launched a fresh wave of force toward the beast. At the same time, the crimson drum controlled by Lu Long Tianjun began to emit a deep, resonant hum. The falling crimson snowflakes, upon solidifying, transformed into countless crimson ice spears that surged toward the beast like a sudden downpour. Upon striking the stone wall, these spears burst with radiant crimson light and released a pungent, blood-like odor. Instantly, the stone wall revealed a series of irregular craters of varying sizes, as if the spears were infused with an extraordinary toxicity. Though the stone wall was marvelously resilient, it began to show signs of strain under the relentless assault. As the deer-headed beast exhaled several streams of azure mist, unable to promptly seal the cracks on the wall, it emitted a low groan. Numerous flame-like magical patterns emerged across its body and swiftly circulated in an ever-changing pattern. The massive stone wall, originally suspended in mid-air, suddenly revealed identical green magical patterns in the glow of the green flames, then plunged downward with a resounding impact, firmly attaching itself to the deer-headed monster and transforming into a colossal stone sphere. At this moment, lightning, the long spear, blood cones, and other attacks surged around the great stone sphere, delivering relentless blows. The azure swordlight extended by Han Li, under the sphere's momentum, shimmered into hundreds of sharp, resilient streaks, continuously stabbing at the sphere and leaving numerous fine incisions—yet it could not fully penetrate it. Nevertheless, even under such fierce assaults, the great stone sphere could not endure for long. The layers of green flames gradually dimmed and faded, while countless fragments of stone continuously fell from its surface. Witnessing this scene, both Da Han and the purple-haired woman expressed visible delight, quickly intensifying their attacks on the sphere with a swift incantation. Not only that, but the massive blade net that had previously sealed off the lake surface suddenly rose upward as the six disciples from the Bai family activated it, transforming into countless sharp blades and joining the assault! Within just a few breaths, the stone sphere rapidly shrank, thickening with a solid layer—seeming as though the battle's outcome was now firmly secured. Yet Han Li furrowed his brow, deeply doubtful that they could defeat this beast so easily. Though the creature appeared momentarily trapped, it had not yet fully revealed the formidable strength of a late-stage fusion-phase beast. Indeed, as creatures, they were naturally stronger than their peers of the same stage. As Han Li's thoughts turned to this, a strange cry issued from within the stone sphere. The previously calm lake surface beneath suddenly burst into flames, with waves of crimson lava surging upward like a tide, coalescing into a massive lava sphere that instantly engulfed the stone sphere. Then the red light surged forth, and countless green magical patterns emerged on the surface of the molten lava sphere, blurring slightly before transforming into a colossal molten lava giant standing over ten dozen feet tall. The giant's body rippled with blazing crimson flames, his eyes flashing with green light. As he raised his arms toward the sky, a thunderous roar erupted, and successive waves of fire surged outward in all directions from his form. The crimson flames within the giant seemed endless—within a single blink, the entire void was transformed into a vast ocean of red. Suddenly, the giant opened his mouth wide, spewing forth a surge of green magical flame that merged with the red fire, giving rise to several green fire serpents, each stretching over ten dozen feet in length, all charging directly toward the magi-kings and the great man. Han Li felt a flash of red light, and found himself suddenly immersed in a sea of flames, his heart stirred with astonishment. Waves of scorching magical energy spiraled around him in vortexes, tightening his body until he was firmly bound in place by the subtle forces hidden within the fire sea. The originally fluid dozen beams of azure swordlight, compressed by the force of the inferno, suddenly stalled and slowed within the flames. Not only him—other demonic lords' attacks, struck by the surge of the fire sea, likewise fragmented, their power reduced to less than a tenth, no longer posing any threat to the beast. Han Li maintained his composed expression, merely slightly bending a few fingers to sever the dozen swordbeams and the surrounding magical energies. A series of sharp explosions followed. Each beam burst open within the flames, dispersing the surrounding red fire into clusters of azure light, only to be swiftly engulfed again by the rising flames. Han Li then continued his calm gestures, causing the five-colored cold flames surrounding his body to expand and push the nearby flames aside, gradually clearing a path for him to emerge from the fire sea. At that very moment, however, a piercing, agonizing cry suddenly erupted from the magical array encircling the molten lake, then abruptly cut off.