At this moment, Han Li's late-stage fusion-phase aura was no longer concealed. With a slight shake of his shoulders, a terrifying spiritual pressure surged forth, pressing directly against the large man across from him. Despite Han Li's修为 far exceeding that of his peers by a considerable margin, enhanced by the true power of the Buddhist-Sacred Demon Technique, the sheer strength of this aura was so overwhelming that even upon mere perception, the large man instantly grew pale and recoiled, shooting backward over fifteen paces. He promptly released his own aura, now revealing himself to be a mid-stage fusion-level demon sovereign. Yet, his aura was remarkably unusual—tinged with delicate streaks of silver. Overcome with astonishment, the large man urgently shouted down to the middle-aged Daoist below, "This man's powers are incalculable. I fear I cannot stand against him alone—Cold brother, please join as well!" As he spoke, the broad-shouldered man roared low, causing each strand of his hair behind his head to stand rigid and upright. Simultaneously, with a single hand gesture, his skin instantly glowed with a brilliant silver sheen, transforming him into a figure seemingly forged entirely of pure silver. At the same time, the Han-faced man's features twisted dramatically, his nose projecting prominently, becoming sharply pointed like a hawk's beak, while silver plumes sprouted from his head. "An animal-bodied form! I see now that both of you are descended from the Form-Shaping Beast Sovereigns." Han Li, witnessing this, exclaimed aloud, his expression now one of keen interest. Given the harsher conditions of the Magic Realm compared to the Spirit Realm, Form-Shaping Beast Sovereigns naturally surpassed ordinary peers of the same rank in strength, far exceeding the capabilities of ordinary magicians. That explained why they dared to intercept other magi sovereigns so confidently. The middle-aged Daoist, observing Han Li's imposing aura, frowned, then heard a series of crackling sounds within his body. His form expanded and transformed into a magical being with a tiger's head and human body, shifting subtly before appearing mysteriously beside the Han man. "Indeed, you are no ordinary figure—this explains your confident demeanor." Our true forms are indeed that of great beasts, yet Master's cultivation is beyond measure. It seems we shall have no choice but to face you together. Nevertheless, Master need not worry—regardless of the outcome, I shall fully disclose the circumstances to you." The magus, transformed into a beast, briefly flashed a look of apprehension before speaking slowly. "Thank you. But for now, I would like to first request your demonstrations!" Han Li replied indifferently, pressing slightly on his hand seal. The golden magical form behind him, with six arms, stirred, and immediately the six heavy weapons mounted upon it began to hum. In a single motion, golden beams surged forth from each weapon. When these six beams converged ahead, they merged into a single, towering wave of golden light, several dozen feet high, which then surged forward with great force, pressing down upon the two beasts. The wave had not yet fully reached the two monsters when the surrounding space began to resonate, as if half the space itself were about to collapse under the weight of the golden light. "Excellent!" A broad-shouldered man roared, and the silver figure he had transformed into clenched both fists, delivering a sudden, consecutive series of strikes at the golden surge. Two explosive booms erupted! As the silver fists made contact, brilliant silver glimmers burst forth, expanding into two luminous halos the size of wheels, which crashed into the golden wave with tremendous force, producing a thunderous roar. Amid the interweaving golden and silver light, the midsection of the golden wave and the two silver halos vanished in an instant, while the remaining half of the golden surge pressed on, sweeping directly toward the man. At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist standing beside the man opened his mouth and expelled a burst of green flame. "Pffft!" The green flame surged upward, swelling to over fifteen zhang in height, and transformed into a majestic green flame tiger, which charged forward with regal grace. With its two fiery paws flashing and dancing, it tore the midsection of the golden wave into fragments. Then, leaping back up, it repositioned itself atop the middle-aged Taoist's head, as if endowed with intelligence. "Master, what secret technique do you possess? Please, go ahead and unleash it." This tentative move, under the combined efforts of us two, is utterly insignificant. Let's not waste any more time!" The broad-shouldered man laughed heartily. The mid-aged Taoist, now transformed into a tiger-headed monster, flashed a glint in his eyes but said nothing to stop his companion. "Very well. Since both of you have revealed your true forms, I shall summon my genuine divine power and settle the matter in a single move," replied Han Li, his expression unchanged and merely nodding. "Then, let's see my newly acquired technique, 'The Sword of Ten Illusions'!" Upon hearing this, the man beamed with excitement and raised one hand, forming a series of gestures. A deep rumble echoed behind him, and suddenly, a pair of silver feather wings materialized! With just a slight flap of these wings, countless feathers shot out, transforming into dozens of slender silver swords, each a few inches long. As they flashed through the air, they swiftly vanished into the void, leaving no trace. At that very moment, incessant hissing sounds rose from above, as countless streaks of colored swordlight burst forth, interweaving and flashing to form a vast, ethereal silhouette of a mountain of swords, enveloping an area of several hundred paces centered on Han Li. It looked terrifyingly imposing! A strange scene unfolded! The seemingly delicate black silk thread, upon being struck by a sudden, massive beam of light, vanished silently and without a sound. The magical beast formed by the Daoist was startled by this sight. At that moment, a colossal mountain of swords, bearing thousands of sword lights, descended directly upon Han Li. Should he truly be struck by this divine technique, even though his physical form was as strong as a treasure, he would surely find it overwhelming. Yet Han Li merely flashed a glint in his eyes, and at once, the Buddhist saintly form behind him launched his six weapons skyward simultaneously, transforming them into six golden orbs that thundered forth, forming a sweeping mountain of swords. Then, the magical beast clenched its six hands into fists and gently struck the void above. As the space beneath the sword mountain rippled, countless golden characters surged and flashed, and suddenly coalesced into a vast golden vortex, spanning several mu in size. Han Li raised a single finger toward the void of the vortex, and instantly, a powerful, irresistible force surged forth with a thunderous roar. At that moment, the silver blade light and the invisible force collided. A tremendous sound shook the heavens, and black magical energies materialized spontaneously in the surrounding void, surging wildly. "Vortex Magelight!" the middle-aged Taoist gasped, his face pale with shock. The bearded man nearby widened his eyes, a hint of disbelief and fear barely contained. Upon hearing this, Han Li's lips slightly moved, yet his expression remained unchanged. At this moment, neither Han Li nor the two fully manifested magical beings had yet to act—instead, they simply gazed upward at the still-rumbling sky. It wasn't until a full cup of tea's worth of time had passed that the roar gradually subsided, the intense vibrations faded, and the sky finally cleared. Han Li's gaze sharpened. He saw that whether it was the golden vortex or the silvery sword mountain silhouette, both had vanished entirely! The attack had clearly been evenly matched. Han Li was slightly surprised. Though he had only unleashed three or four tenths of his Dongxuan Jin Guang technique, a mid-stage Consolidated Body cultivator had still managed to withstand it effortlessly—this truly surprised him. As Han Li's thoughts continued to turn, the large man and the middle-aged Taoist exchanged glances, briefly communicated, and then suddenly rolled their magical qi, each transforming back to their original forms, shedding their half-beast appearances. The middle-aged Taoist then bowed politely to Han Li, saying, "Your mastery of such profound techniques—like Dongxuan Jin Guang—is truly impressive. We need not continue the competition; we believe ourselves clearly inferior." "Indeed, your achievement in cultivating such a refined magical power is truly admirable." Ha! Now I finally understand what it means to say "there are mountains beyond mountains!" The broad-shouldered man chuckled heartily, his face beaming with smiles. "Both of you are truly remarkable in your abilities. But could you kindly tell us now the reason why you came into conflict with us?" Han Li, after withdrawing the Buddhist Saint's form, smiled gently in reply. "Of course, that's no problem. However, before we proceed, I'd like to ask you—have you ever heard of the Hall of the Beast Sovereign?" The middle-aged Taoist readily agreed, yet suddenly asked a question. "The Hall of the Beast Sovereign is one of the most renowned powers in this realm. How could I possibly have never heard of it? Does it mean that both of you hail from the Hall of the Beast Sovereign?" Han Li was taken aback, his expression subtly shifting as he quickly went over the details of the Hall of the Beast Sovereign in his mind. The Beast Sovereign Hall, as its name suggests, is one of the most renowned super-forces in the demonic realm, housing numerous Sovereigns among the demon race who have taken the form of mythical beasts. Even more remarkable is the presence of an exceptionally enigmatic figure—the Holy Ancestor of a Hundred Beasts. This Holy Ancestor is so mysterious that he rarely interacts with other Holy Ancestors and seldom appears in the Hall itself, yet he is undoubtedly a fully evolved, humanoid beast. Consequently, before entering the Spiritual Realm, the Hall was repeatedly emphasized by the elder ancestors of the Long family as one of the forces that must never be provoked. Now, upon hearing that the two individuals across from him hail from this very Hall, Han Li cannot help but feel a sense of profound respect. With your divine abilities, as long as you join this hall, you will surely be highly valued and hold a position even above mine. Moreover, with the venerable Elder Saint of the Hundred Beasts seated here, all you need is a little guidance on cultivation, and you will surely reap endless benefits in the future." The middle-aged Taoist spoke warmly to win over the guest.