After the great waves receded, the entire pond split cleanly in two, the pale silver water being severed like a blade, revealing the pale bottom. The power of Han Li's mere finger stroke proved to be far deeper than expected! At the next instant, a thunderous "boom" echoed as water surged from both sides toward the center, once again concealing the pond's bottom. "Indeed, my magical power has grown significantly. But most importantly, my spiritual awareness and infant soul have grown by at least one-third stronger than before. The other benefits will only become apparent gradually," Han Li murmured with a smile, then suddenly let out a long, resonant roar. Instantly, ripples spread across the surrounding seals, and a golden figure and a green glow shot forth from two directions, converging and stabilizing before Han Li. It was the Leopard Leopard Beast and the Spirit Body of Zhi Xian! "Having completed my marrow and essence renewal, you two go ahead and soak in the water," Han Li ordered without hesitation. The Leopard-Lion Beast heard this and was naturally delighted, emitting a human voice of gratitude before immediately shifting and plunging, together with the spiritual body controlled by the second magical infant, into the spiritual pool. Below, Han Li then released Qu'er, the embodiment of the Nine-Curve Spiritual Ginseng, and several dozen Golden-Feathered Insect Kings, sending them into the pool as well. Finally, he raised his hand and released the spiritual beast ring, which contained mature-bodied Golden-Feathered Insects. After activating the spell, tens of thousands of insects surged forth from the ring, and upon Han Li's quiet command, instead of flying toward the purification pool, they instantly transformed into several clusters of insect clouds and surged toward the massive trees and plants outside the seal. Instantly, wherever the insect clouds passed, vast stretches of spiritual herbs and trees were completely consumed, even the hidden spiritual stones and mineral deposits near the surface vanished, revealing beneath them fresh, earthy soil—much as if the ground had been scraped clean. The once lush and verdant scenery around quickly turned barren, and this desolate scene spread rapidly outward, visibly and steadily. He possessed a mysterious vial, though he didn't particularly value such items. Yet, to see so many richly concentrated spiritual essences simply wasted—how unreasonable! It was far better to have the gold-devouring insects consume them all, thereby enhancing their own power. With his current divine awareness, he could now comfortably command the entire insect swarm for a period of time, so he needn't worry about excessive consumption. Moreover, this space itself was no more than a hundred and twenty li in extent. Given the mature gold-devouring insects' formidable consumption capacity, they wouldn't take long to completely absorb everything. Meanwhile, Han Li had no intention of idly waiting. With a serious expression, he merely flipped his palm, and a small, purple-gold vial inscribed with sealing runes appeared in his hand. He lifted the vial slightly and gently exhaled into it, causing the runes to fall off silently. Then, with a quick flick of his wrist, the vial spun over, its mouth opening with a crisp snap. A clear chime resonated within. A flash of golden light! A golden phoenix, no larger than a fist, suddenly soared forth, then spiraled upward and took flight toward the sky. Han Li clearly had his plans in mind. With a simple spread of his fingers, he created a void grasp, and instantly a无形 potential surged out, enveloping the phoenix completely. Though the phoenix struggled fiercely, its wings flapping, under the sudden pressure, its light dimmed and it condensed into a golden orb the size of a thumb, hovering steadily in midair. The golden orb was densely adorned with intricate, refined patterns—exactly the "Xuling Pill." Seeing this, Han Li immediately slightly bent his finger joints. With a sharp "whoosh," the Xuling Pill shot forth as a beam of golden light and landed firmly in his palm. Han Li gazed at the pill, his expression now thoughtful. In the jade scroll he received from the treasure flower, there was no mention of when to take the Xuling Pill after the process of marrow purification. However, according to common sense, a medicinal pill resembling a remedy should be more effective the earlier it is taken. While it might not fully dissolve and assimilate the pill in the short term, taking it earlier is clearly advantageous. With this thought in mind, Han Li no longer hesitated and simply tossed the pill into his mouth, swallowing it down immediately. The medicinal power quickly dispersed, and at once a warm current began to flow gently through his limbs, circulating along his meridians. Though this warmth was far less potent than that of the pure spirit lotus petals, after spreading throughout his body, it gave Han Li an extraordinary sense of comfort and ease. He was pleased, knowing that the Xuling Pill truly proved beneficial for his current condition, and promptly sat cross-legged by the pond, beginning to gradually absorb and refine its effects. Eventually, after some time, the group of fifteen or so golden insect clusters that had flown out returned, emitting a soft hum, and gathered above the pond to form a dense golden cloud of insects. With a slight movement of his eyelid, Han Li opened his eyes and glanced around. A subtle upward curve formed at the corner of his mouth. At that moment, the vast space had transformed entirely into a desolate expanse, its every sight rendered in a dusty yellow hue, much like a desert. Yet the ambient spiritual energy in the air remained exceptionally pure and dense—within a few centuries, the land would once again revert to its original lush green. The potent spiritual essence stored within the plants, however, would take countless tens of thousands of years to be fully rekindled. The golden glow of the golden-consuming insect colonies, which had devoured so many spiritually rich entities, had also grown slightly brighter—this was still before the insects had fully assimilated the newly consumed matter. Clearly, the benefits they would gain in the future would far exceed what was evident at present. Han Li had no intention of simply gathering the insect swarm back at this moment. Instead, he calculated how long his spiritual awareness could sustain itself, and how long he could remain in this space, then immediately emitted a low, resonant signal from his mouth. At once, the golden insect cloud descended to the pond and gradually vanished into its depths. At that moment, however, Han Li did not continue refining the immaterial elixir. Instead, he gazed at the pale silver water of the purification pool, his eyes flickering with thought, as if pondering something important. After a brief while, Han Li suddenly raised his hand and summoned something. Instantly, a glow of yellow light flashed, and a yellow gourd appeared in his hands. Holding the gourd, he gently shook it over the pale silver pool water. The gourd shimmered briefly, then rapidly expanded, growing into a massive structure several zhang tall. Han Li then tossed the gourd into the air and, at the same time, pressed a seal with his single hand, pointing his finger directly at it. A soft "popping" sound resonated! At once, a surge of black and white qi erupted from the gourd and spiraled down to the water's surface. After a flash of dual hues, a slender, pale silver water column was swiftly drawn upward and precisely absorbed into the giant gourd. Unexpectedly, he had conceived the idea of transferring some of the pool's water here—whether anyone had ever done something similar before remained a mystery. Standing motionless with his hands behind his back, Han Li gazed intently at the giant gourd drawing in the pool water, his expression unchanged. After a meal's worth of time, he suddenly shook his sleeve at the massive gourd, sending a streak of green spell energy shooting out and vanishing instantly into the gourd. Immediately, the gourd trembled, the black and white qi it had been emitting contracting and fading away, while its form rapidly shrank. In a matter of moments, it transformed into its original miniature size. With a simple hand gesture, the now-shrunk gourd settled steadily into his hand. After Han Li's divine awareness merely swept through the pool, his face immediately grew serious. With a simple hand motion, he flipped the huabu, and to his surprise, the opening of the gourd instantly turned upside down. At once, a gurgling, transparent liquid began to flow out of the gourd—yet it was plain, ordinary water, devoid of any spiritual essence. Han Li's facial muscles twitched slightly, and a faint, wistful smile appeared on his lips. Indeed, the washing pool had profound secrets—its mysterious waters, once removed from the pond, instantly lost all their effectiveness. Though he felt deeply disappointed, he remained composed, as he had anticipated this outcome. Han Li then began to walk slowly around the perimeter of the pond, as if attempting to uncover some hidden insights. On the parts of the pond walls that rose above the water, certain natural patterns were etched—resembling both incantations and ancient, mysterious scripts. In the meantime, he quietly calculated the duration of his stay, intending to leave the space as soon as the three days were up. Though he didn't know whether the claim made by Bao Hua and the others—that they could only remain for three days—was truly accurate, he had no intention of personally verifying it. Time passed gradually, and the aura of the Leopard-Lion Beast and others in the pool fluctuated between strong and weak, clearly indicating they had all gained substantial benefits. While they couldn't achieve the complete marrow renewal and transformation like Han Li, who had done so, they still enjoyed an unparalleled, once-in-a-ten-thousand-years opportunity. Half an hour later, Han Li, who had been quietly observing from the edge of the pond, raised his head with a sudden expression of mild regret and murmured, "It's time to go! It's a pity—had they truly stayed here for a month, perhaps they might have truly grasped something profound." As soon as he spoke, a clear, dragon-like cry resonated from his mouth. The previously still pond immediately rippled, with several silhouettes leaping out, followed swiftly by countless golden insects bursting forth like raindrops, and within moments, they transformed once again into a dense, golden cloud. Han Li raised his hand, giving a gesture to the Leopard-Mark兽 and others. With a further flick of his large sleeve, the small creatures, Qu'er, Ling Qu, and the others swiftly shrunk and vanished into the broad sleeve.