Half a day later, at the massive dune on the surface, a thunderous roar like the collapse of heaven and earth suddenly erupted. The triangular structure at the summit of the dune burst open instantly. As fragments of stone flew in all directions, a great mass of green flame surged upward, spiraling in the lower air before heading off toward the distance. Within the green flame, a beast with a deer's head roared faintly, its body streaked with crimson strange blood, wounded all over, and with one of its original four limbs missing. At that very moment, a brilliant silver light shot out from below, swiftly circling the large beast within the green flame. A loud cry of pain followed immediately. The green flame swelled and transformed into a beam of green light, racing toward the horizon, and vanished from sight within just a moment. In the sky above, besides scattering a patch of crimson blood, a half-crystalline, deep-purple odd horn fell downward, landing with a dull thud upon the nearby sand and sinking several feet deep—seeming astonishingly heavy. At that moment, a figure emerged slowly from the large crater left behind by the collapse of the triangular structure, hovering momentarily in the lower air. The figure wore a long green robe and had an unusually youthful face—none other than Han Li himself! After glancing upward toward the direction where the monster had vanished, Han Li shook his head slightly, then lowered his gaze to the pool of blood on the ground, noting the half-submerged purple horn deeply embedded in the sand. A faint, half-smiling expression passed over his face. He raised his arm and reached out toward the empty space beneath him. Instantly, an invisible force surged forth. "Whoosh!" The half-crystalline purple horn shot upward from the ground and gently settled into Han Li’s hands—as if it had carried no weight at all. Han Li's divine awareness briefly swept over the purple horn, and a satisfied expression flickered in his eyes. But then his demeanor changed instantly as he sensed something, flipping his hand and causing the broken horn to vanish. At that moment, within the large crater where Han Li had emerged, a figure shimmered and a graceful form shot out—none other than the white family's woman with long silver hair. Upon seeing Han Li, she immediately smiled slightly and gently opened her mouth to ask, "Brother Han, did you manage to catch up with that beast? Even if you didn't, it's not a problem—our five of us have already severely wounded it. I'm sure it won't dare to approach this mine vein again." "Rest assured, Lady. As it fled, I struck it with another blade. Combined with the earlier injuries, I believe it will need several hundred years of recovery to regain its former strength." Han Li lightly pointed to the pool of crimson blood and replied calmly. "Indeed, that's excellent news. This matter has now been fully resolved." "Now let's return and join our elder brother and the others, then we can discuss the remaining matters," the purple-haired woman said, glancing over the sand as indicated by Han Li, her face instantly brightening. But then she remembered something and added, "Very well, I'll wait until then." Han Li had no objections and immediately nodded, then drifted downward toward the large depression. The purple-haired woman glanced at Tan Chi Xue, thought for a moment, and then raised her jade hand, palm outstretched. "Boom!" A massive depression appeared on the sand, sweeping vast amounts of soil that completely engulfed the beast's blood. Only then did the purple-haired woman feel fully reassured, and she followed Han Li, drifting down as well. Several hours later, in the cave where the fierce battle had once taken place, Han Li, the purple-haired woman, and the yellow-haired magistrate gathered together, discussing matters at length. Among them, Lu Dan Tianjun and the yellow-haired magistrate both appeared pale, their eyes dimmed with a faint luster, clearly having lost some of their vital energy. Yet the mask on Han Qi's face revealed his eyes, as cold and clear as before, with the same ample radiance of spirit light as before. "Fuyuan Immortal Princess! As you said, that great demonic spirit is precisely one of the demonic spirits that have awakened within this mine's veins. If so, then this demonic spirit will never leave this mine. Otherwise, it will gradually fade away on its own." Luan Long Tianjun's cheeks wobbled slightly, and his small eyes blinked a few times as he spoke. "This demonic spirit has already wiped out six of our Bai family's xianxu disciples in just a brief moment—likely of a high rank. Perhaps it already possesses the ability to depart from this location and operate independently." The purple-haired woman expressed some hesitation. "That makes sense. Even if we intervene, we wouldn't be able to eliminate six xianxu beings so swiftly." Luan Long Tianjun nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "Although we've severely wounded and driven off the beast, as long as that demonic spirit remains, the mine's veins will still be unable to operate normally." Wu might still need a little help from the three of you. Otherwise, relying solely on me and my younger sister, we wouldn't have much confidence in handling this magical spirit. The elder with white hair said this with calm assurance. The middle-aged Han, upon hearing these words, grew slightly stern, his expression showing a touch of irritation, yet his voice remained calm and composed. "This matter concerning the spirit-mage has indeed been our White family's oversight. We failed to detect its existence in advance; otherwise, we would have prepared the appropriate special artifacts to counter it. Nevertheless, Brother Luanchong need not worry—should you continue to lend us your support, we are willing to double the various compensation we have already paid. Though this spirit-mage possesses remarkably strange powers, it appears that Friend Han's magical flame may effectively counteract it, even unexpectedly eliminating one of its manifestations. Now, it should be significantly wounded, with perhaps half of its powers compromised—this is precisely the opportune moment for us to strike and eliminate it." "Having said this, the tall man smiled warmly at Han Li and quietly transmitted a message: 'As long as Brother Han agrees to assist us in eliminating this magical spirit, besides赠送 you a six-limbed magical lizard, I would also be pleased to allow you to select three additional treasures from our White Family's treasure vault.' Upon hearing this, Han Li's eyes slightly narrowed, and naturally, he was moved—without showing any outward signs, he gently nodded. Seeing this, the tall man felt greatly relieved. Should the task of defeating this magical spirit arise, Han Li would inevitably need to restrain his Silver Flame Technique, making his assistance essential. 'The reward is doubled—does that include the Blood-Teeth Rice as well?' asked Lu Long Tianjun, his expression brightening with enthusiasm. 'I'm sorry, but the Blood-Teeth Rice has indeed been exhausted in our White Family. However, I would like to offer you a block of Blood-Refined Fine Gold as a substitute. Brother Lu, what do you think? I recall you've been seeking this very item for some time now.' The elderly man seemed fully prepared, responding promptly and without hesitation. 'Blood-Refined Fine Gold.' Though not quite as excellent as the blood-teeth rice, it is more than sufficient to cover my compensation," said Luan Long Tianjun, who first paused, his expression shifting between gloom and hesitation before finally giving a somewhat reluctant agreement. "Good! Does Han Qizǐ Daojun and Han Xiong have any objections?" The large man was delighted and turned to ask Han Qizǐ. After a few flickers of his gaze, Han Qizǐ slowly nodded. Han Li, of course, smiled gently and immediately agreed. Thus, they began to discuss in detail the method of dealing with that magical spirit, eventually settling on a viable plan. For the time being, the group settled into meditation, holding the magical stones in their hands, without rushing to take immediate action. Several days later, once their inner energies had been partially restored, they divided into two groups and began their journey. As before, Han Li and the raven-haired woman formed one group, while the bearded man and Luán Long Tianjun, along with Han Qizǐ, proceeded along the mineral vein, searching in two different directions. Two days later, in an obscure mine tunnel, a purple-haired woman walked at the forefront, cradling a circular disc. Han Li followed steadily behind, keeping pace with the strange beast. Though her steps were not brisk and she frequently glanced down at the disc, she found no signs of progress. "Can this Lock-Spirit Disc truly sense the location of the spirit-mage?" Han Li finally asked. "Rest assured, Han brother," replied the purple-haired woman with a warm smile. "Although this disc is not specifically designed to combat spirit-mages—it was originally intended for detecting rare materials—it proves quite effective under these circumstances. As long as the spirit-mage comes within a hundred paces of us, we will immediately detect its presence. Otherwise, given the spirit-mage's deep integration with this mine's pulse, our divine awareness would simply be unable to scan and locate it." "But this spirit-mage is quite intelligent," Han Li shook his head. "It may not necessarily come close to us on its own." "Then let us simply locate the source of this spirit-mage." "Even though he is a spirit emanated from the vein's very essence, once his roots are destroyed, he too will vanish on his own," the purple-haired woman replied without hesitation. "Though that's true, the vein stretches so widely; finding its roots might not be an easy task. Perhaps we'll need to be busy for seven or eight days, if not longer!" Han Li sighed and said. "Han brother, your words seem a bit insincere. The cost our Bai family has borne—do you really think it's not worth six or seven days of your time?" The woman smiled gently, her demeanor becoming subtly graceful. "Heh, this account isn't calculated that way at all," Han Li chuckled, adding with evident intention. As the purple-haired woman's eyes sparkled with thought, just about to speak further, a soft hum suddenly rose from within her. Startled, she immediately pressed her hand against her waist, and instantly, a magical artifact in the shape of a seal flew out. After the purple-haired woman quickly tapped the token several times with her finger, a voice of the yellow-haired man filled the air with delight: "Five sister, hurry back now. We've located that magical spirit and together defeated it. Indeed, as we anticipated, this spirit is quite weak and cannot withstand the battle for long." The purple-haired woman listened intently and was momentarily stunned. Meanwhile, Han Li, standing by, heard clearly and smiled slightly. "It seems we no longer need to stay here for ten or fifteen days. We can now return to Xuan Ye City sooner."