"Master Bao Hua, shall I go and check on him?" said the black crocodile, his eyes darting back and forth. "No need. Regardless of his current condition, he has no direct connection to me. Since we've secured the desired elixir, our priority now is to leave the Mysterious Source Sea immediately and find a stable location where we can refine the elixir into pills, so as to restore my former powers." Bao Hua hesitated slightly before shaking her head. "Yes, Master. Then let us depart now. Both Yuan Yan and Nie Pan have already seen you. Staying any longer might pose some risk. But once Master regains your former strength, there will be no one to fear." The black crocodile nodded, speaking with a touch of excitement. "If my master fully restores his powers, I am certain to reap countless benefits as a subordinate." "By the way," Bao Hua's eyes sparkled momentarily, and she added, "I made sure to seize the opportunity and carry out the tasks I assigned you earlier." "Master need not worry. I have already imprinted my blood seals upon those three magical serpents. While I cannot claim this will pinpoint its exact location, once it comes within a thousand li of us, I will immediately sense its presence." Black Crocodile replied with renewed energy. "Well done. You all carry the bloodline of the Evil Dragon Clan, and these three magical serpents are the elemental spirit beasts of Yuan Yan. Under normal circumstances, they are never separated. Therefore, should Yuan Yan attempt to approach us by surprise, I will surely detect it." Buoh smiled gently, offering a word of praise. "Heh, all this is due to the remarkable secret techniques taught by the elders. Even Yuan Yan herself has remained undetected—otherwise, how would I have dared to do this?" Black Crocodile chuckled, opening his mouth wide. "This technique can only be performed by those who share the same bloodline. Moreover, here on Kuling Island, Yuan Yan's spiritual awareness is naturally suppressed, so it's no surprise she remains unnoticed. Then, let us set out." "Bao Hua smiled and replied with two words, then pressed a seal with her jade hands. Instantly, a flash of misty light behind her revealed a translucent, rosy blossom tree that rapidly expanded in size. In an instant, the rosy glow surged brightly, completely enveloping both figures. When the massive tree emitted a loud 'thud' and dissolved into scattered, luminous specks, Bao Hua and the black crocodile had vanished entirely. For a moment, the entire Kuling Island was silent, with no trace of human presence—restoring its usual tranquility. Seven days later, two unexpected visitors arrived above the Confinement Valley on Kuling Island! A man and a woman, seemingly of vastly different ages, both high-ranking magical beings. The man wore a deep green magical armor, appearing to be in his thirties, with sharp, bright eyes that sparkled with vitality, his overall appearance bold and imposing. The woman, however, was an elderly matron with snow-white hair and wrinkled skin, holding a crane-headed cane, appearing frail and aged. The two hovered above the valley, constantly scanning the surroundings as if searching for something specific." After a while, the old woman emitted a cold huff, suddenly tapping the space below with her walking stick. A tremendous roar! The ground at a certain spot gave way, collapsing into a massive crater several dozen feet in diameter. "Indeed, that lowly maid, Bao Hua, has been here before. There's still her residual aura lingering here. This time, I won't let her escape." Her voice was rough and unpleasant, yet the words that followed were even more astonishing. "Brother, it's been so many years now, and you still haven't laid down your resentment. That explains why your cultivation hasn't advanced in all this time." The young man in green armor gently lowered his gaze, then turned to look at the old woman and sighed. "You speak as if it were easy. Had it not been for that lowly Bao Hua, how would I have suffered my body destroyed, forced to transfer into this aged form, thus losing all hope of further advancement? Perhaps you still harbor old feelings, and have forgotten that she once extinguished several of your incarnations." Upon hearing this, the old woman was furious and shouted sharply. "The matter from those days has long since passed—what good would it do to bring it up again? It would only serve to disturb my own composure." The young, sturdy man spoke with a calmness that contrasted sharply with his outward appearance. "Stop being so lukewarm now. Tian Qi, if you truly have forgotten this, then why did you immediately rush here as soon as you received Yuan Yan's message?" The old woman's face was filled with envy and disbelief. "Sister, whether you believe it or not, my Qi-Xie Magic Technique has now reached the stage of complete detachment—my emotions of love and hatred have long since faded. The reason I've accompanied you here is actually to secure a rare artifact belonging to Bao Hua. Only by obtaining this artifact will I have any real chance of surviving my next celestial storm." The young man replied calmly. "An artifact? You mean the Lightning Seal she holds in her hand!" The red-robed elder, upon hearing this, furrowed her brows, then finally recalled something and asked. "Indeed—it is this very artifact. Bao Hua's ability to successfully endure so many major celestial storms is all thanks to it." As for the woman herself, Brother Xuan has no interest whatsoever. "Very well, I'll trust you once. According to Yuan Yan, this servant hasn't fully recovered her cultivation yet. As long as we can locate her, capturing her with your help will be no problem at all. Then, I'll treat this 'former patriarch' with the utmost hospitality." Upon hearing the seer's words, the old woman's expression eased slightly, though her tone remained fiercely venomous. "Agreed. When I secure my treasures, you'll take your prize. We'll immediately send word to the nearest branches of the Beast Sovereign Palaces, mobilizing all available forces to monitor the various teleportation arrays. I'm certain she won't escape our web of surveillance." The young man with the green armor readily accepted without hesitation. Seeing his steadfast resolve, the old woman's lingering doubts finally vanished, and she expressed her delight with enthusiastic agreement. "Still, there's one thing that seems odd—the old crab. Where has it gone? We haven't seen it in the Thunder Sea at all." This spiritually attuned, pseudo-immortal has nearly as much power as the great primordial progenitor—something truly不可忽视. Could this have anything to do with the Sacred Blossom? The green-armored man thought of another matter, murmuring with some uncertainty. "Indeed, it's rather strange. This pseudo-immortal has existed in this realm even before we came into being, having never left the Thunder Sea for countless tens of thousands of years. Now, suddenly vanishing—this does feel unsettling. Yet, to say it's connected to the Sacred Blossom seems unlikely. If this young servant truly possessed such abilities, wouldn't she have been taken by the Primordial Progenitor long ago? Instead, she finds herself in such a desperate predicament now." The red-robed elder pondered and shook her head repeatedly. "In the灭仙 decree passed down by Yuan Yan, wasn't there mention of a human cultivator at the Consolidated Stage? Could it be related to this young man?" After a moment's reflection, the green-armored man said slowly. "Possibly. But this has nothing to do with us—so long as it doesn't interfere with our pursuit of the Sacred Blossom." The rewards offered by Yuan Yan still fall short of our notice. You needn't concern yourself with this matter," the elderly woman in red robes growled. "Sister's suggestion is sound—we should focus on seeking the precious flower. At this moment, we cannot afford to be distracted. Let's go," the young man in green armor thought it over, feeling a subtle unease in his heart, yet still nodded. Thus, the two moved simultaneously, each transforming into a distinct streak of red and green light, and swiftly vanished into the distance. However, after employing the Two Nirvana Transformations of Nirvana Birth, activating the Xu Tian Zhuan Ling Sword, and engaging in a fierce clash with the Golden Giant Crab's full-force attack, he indeed sustained damage to his fundamental essence. Even with the aid of a spiritual elixir, it would likely take him at least six months to recover to his peak state of cultivation. Yet, Han Li was entirely unconcerned. With the Crab Dao Person, transformed from the Golden Giant Crab, now by his side, no ordinary magian saint ancestor—unless encountering one of the primordial-level elder monsters—could pose a serious threat to him. However, acquiring this pseudo-immortal Crab Dao Person had subtly altered Han Li's original intention to leave the magical realm as swiftly as possible. Now, his ability to enter the magical realm was largely due to the convenience of the magian race automatically opening a passage to the spiritual realm. Otherwise, once the human-magian war concluded, even if he attained the Great Mastery stage, entering the magical realm would have been no easy feat. Therefore, after careful consideration during his first few days, he decided to stay longer in the magical realm, securing several advantages that had yet to be obtained. These so-called advantages were naturally the blood-tooth rice, a specialty of the magical realm, and the crystalline pearls from the mysterious hetero-magical gold, whose properties he had not yet fully understood. One could strengthen his physical form to an even greater degree, while the other enabled rapid conversion of energy into internal true power, significantly reducing the time required for cultivation—both were essential to him. According to the information he had gathered, these two items were located in the same place. "Blue Cascade Lake!"韩立 murmured softly, his eyes flashing with warmth. The unusual expression in his eyes quickly faded, and after a brief further reflection, he suddenly flipped his hand, revealing a golden shining beetle resting in his palm—a mature-bodied, gold-devouring beetle. Yet this golden-devouring insect remained motionless, tightly curled on the palm, showing no signs of life at all—seeming completely unaware of its own survival or demise. More strangely, dense silver fissures had begun to appear across its body, as if it might shatter at any moment. Han Li gazed intently at the spirit insect, his brows slightly furrowed, his gaze wavering as though pondering something deep within his mind.