With a single sway, the colossal bloom vanished, only to be absorbed into the space where the old woman had disappeared. A ripple surged at the edge of the opening, and the ethereal image of the bloom faded instantly. A thunderous roar! The spatial rift trembled, then erupted like a volcanic blast, spewing out vast waves of pink light. Among the light, a figure in red stumbled—none other than the old woman, her face serene. She spun several times within the glow, as though her body were no longer under her control. Even more astonishing, after the surge of pink light, the rift itself flickered and then collapsed, tearing open. Though seemingly unimpressive, this single pink bloom possessed such immense power that it could directly shatter the fabric of space. The old woman gasped in shock, raising her staff and swiftly striking it out in four directions. Four massive staff shadows flashed past, each giving rise to a towering yellow gale that surged upward, pushing aside the pink light and finally stabilizing her form. But at this moment, He Lan's face was filled with shock and fury, and in his gaze toward Bao Hua, there was a subtle undercurrent of apprehension. His mind automatically pondered: "This is the Xuan Tian Ling Domain. Under its influence, they are completely unable to draw upon any external celestial or elemental energies—forced instead to rely solely on their own spiritual power to withstand the earlier assault. As a result, beings at the Great Perfection stage have lost nearly seven or eight out of every ten of their divine abilities! That explains why, upon recognizing the techniques Bao Hua was employing, even her own spiritual power and techniques, which surpassed hers in strength, immediately fled without hesitation." Thinking of his senior brother, the old woman, no longer able to remain composed with fear, quickly turned her head and glanced toward the other side. There, near the edge of the pink world, she saw that Tian Qi had been unexpectedly blocked by countless towering floral phantom forms. Her blood-lit dragon-like form surged forward and backward, violently colliding with the floral silhouettes, each passing through them causing the floral shadows to shatter instantly. Yet instantly, more rosy ethereal figures emerged from the surrounding void, pouring in layer upon layer. With the momentum of a spear breaking through reeds, they only needed a few flashes to successively shatter over a dozen barriers, and seemed poised to surge straight through into the Flower Realm. At that moment, however, the magnificent lotus flower at the very heart of the Heavenly Flower Realm remained steadfast, and with a gentle, serene smile, gently pressed a seal with one hand. The rosy flowering tree held in the other palm suddenly radiated a brilliant aura of霞 light, and countless rosy glyphs surged forth from its body, swirling wildly around the central flower. The elderly woman in red robes felt the surrounding space blur and the scene shift abruptly—she found herself mysteriously transported to a different part of the Flower Realm. "Great Translocation Technique!" she gasped, quickly scanning the surroundings again. To her astonishment, the blood-colored light that had previously been at the periphery now appeared thirty zhang away, once again encircled by successive towering floral ethereal forms. The old woman hesitated, still uncertain whether to offer assistance, when suddenly, a ripple of spatial vibration surged around her, and countless pink floral shadows emerged, pressing in densely and in a crowd. Her face paled, but then she clenched her teeth and threw her walking stick into the air, instantly transforming it into a white goose a zhang tall, its eyes glowing gold and its wings flashing. As soon as this magical wind burst forth, the surrounding void instantly became turbulent, sand and dust swirling wildly, turning the scene hazy and gray, and rolling outward in great gusts—seeming determined to carve out its own realm even within the floral paradise. On the other side, Tian Qi, realizing that achieving a smooth retreat was unlikely, withdrew her bloodlight and, with a single fluid motion, transformed into a colossal blood-red magical lion phantom, towering over a hundred paces high. Roaring streams of blood energy surged from her form, instantly creating vast expanses of blood-hued mist that swept across the floral silhouettes. For a moment, these two magicians seemed to have taken the lead, reversing the usual dynamic in the floral realm! At that very moment, a series of "puff-puff" sounds echoed as a cluster of pink flowers soared upward, only to transform into swirling masses of magical flame, instantly merging into a vast expanse of pink fire. Initially no larger than an acre, the fire sea began to expand as the floral shadows emerging from the surrounding void touched it, transforming into pink magical flames and spreading rapidly in all directions. Within mere breaths, the entire sky above the Flower Realm had turned into a sea of magical flames. Then, at a single point beneath the precious bloom, where the two figures murmured incantations, the entire sea of fire roared and surged downward with great force, pressing directly upon the two demons below. Seeing this, Tian Qi and He Yan both grew pale, exchanged a look of mutual understanding, and each drew a crimson pill from their sleeves, swallowing it. Immediately, their inner energies surged, and both strained hard to channel their magical techniques. Alas, these two magi, though among the highest-tier, fully realized beings in the realm of the Magi, were utterly unable to draw upon the natural elemental energies of the Flower Realm. They could only grit their teeth and force themselves to swallow pills that stimulated their latent potential in order to withstand the delicate pink magi-flame. In a short while, the surging waves of magi-flame rising from the heavens completely engulfed them, transforming the entire Xuan Tian Flower Realm into a sea of fire. At the same time, the pink flowering tree grew bare, its size visibly reduced by one-fifth compared to before. As the goddess, Bao Hua, halted her incantation mid-sentence, her complexion suddenly shifted between red and white, changing several times. Then, her expression grew increasingly strained; with a wry smile, she too withdrew a white pill from her sleeve and swallowed it. The primordial ancestor of the Magi immediately settled into a meditative posture, embraced the flowering tree within her arms, and caused a series of translucent, crystal-like glimmers to radiate across her body. Closing her eyes, she focused her concentration, beginning to channel and summon the precious bloom. She fully understood that, even without the aid of celestial and terrestrial vital energies, it would be an exceedingly difficult task to harden-melt these two seasoned Immortal Ancestors with magical flames—requiring a long-term strategy of encirclement. Thus, day after day passed, and within just a few days, the Flower Realm, once filled with vibrant pink magical flames, suddenly trembled, appearing unstable. Amidst the surging pink flames, two prolonged roars erupted, and two distinct forms—first a black-red flame sphere and then a radiant glow of blood—burst forth, seizing the fleeting crack that momentarily appeared in the realm's structure. With an astonishing speed, they pierced through the interface in a single flash and immediately fled toward the horizon without pause. "You baseless servant! I had thought you had recovered your Great Mastery level—next time we meet, it will surely be your hour of death!" a faint, infant-like voice, barely an inch tall, echoed from within the retreating flame sphere, crying out with desperate intensity. After a few flickers, the fiery sphere and the bloodlight vanished completely at the far horizon. A long, deep sigh! Bao Hua opened her beautiful eyes, expressions of regret etched upon her face. Though she made no movement, the surging magical flames still in the process of dissipating gradually contracted and shrank, and within moments re-coalesced into several dozen large, rosy blossoms, drifting once more toward the tree, where they settled firmly and resumed their growth. At the same instant, the entire Xuan Tian Ling Realm collapsed with a single, resonant "pop," dissolving into scattered streaks of luminous light and vanishing into nothingness. Bao Hua's floral tree likewise shrank instantly, eventually condensing into a single glowing rosy orb, which she drew into her mouth and swallowed whole. "It's all come to nothing!" Though she had completely reduced both of their physical forms to ash, their divine capabilities allowed them to restore their original strength within just a few centuries. It would seem she would have to engage them in several more encounters in the future. "Bao Hua murmured softly to herself, then gently shifted her body, ready to rise straight up. But immediately, a flash of deep crimson passed over the white-robed woman's face, and with a slight wobble, she nearly lost her balance and failed to stand. Bao Hua quickly scanned her inner energy, only to find her countenance now looking terribly distressed. 'This is serious now. This time, I've truly suffered the loss of a thousand while gaining only eight hundred in return. My injuries, which were already beginning to show seven colors of healing, have worsened so rapidly. Even with the medicinal herbs at hand, it will take over two or three centuries before I can regain my original powers. Regretfully, my Xuan Tian Ling Yu has only just begun to take shape. If I had truly defeated these two adversaries, this loss wouldn't have been so significant. I shall return to the Spirit Realm and rest properly first.' Bao Hua sighed again, with a sense of resignation. Then, with a gentle flick of her sleeve, a cascade of rosy light expanded and surged, and suddenly, she vanished completely from her place." ...Perched atop a modest gray-white hillock, Han Li stood with his hands behind his back, gazing out into the distance. Several miles away, a vast lake stretched out as far as the eye could see. Its waters were an intense, vivid blue, and faintly, small pale fish swam gracefully through the surface, giving the lake a vibrant, lively appearance. "Indeed, it lives up to its name, Blue Falls Lake—this body of water is truly unlike any other river or lake in the realm of magic," Han Li murmured, finally turning his gaze back. Nearby, a young man with a clean, composed demeanor stood quietly behind him. Beside him, a graceful young girl with wide, curious eyes—Ji Guo'er—watched intently. Having personally witnessed Han Li's several fierce battles against the high-ranking magical beings, the young girl from Xiaoling Tian now had no doubt about his identity whatsoever. And now, the way her eyes were darting around so lively—clearly much more spirited than before—she couldn't help but speak up: "Master Han, before we came, we had indeed inquired whether the Blue Cascade Lake was where the magical race's sage-ancestor personally resided. Are we really the right people to come here?" "Yes, you're referring to the Sage-Ancestor of Blue Cascade. The fact that he has ruled this lake for so many years speaks volumes about his power. Still, I'm determined to secure the Blood-Teeth Mi—despite taking some risks, I must make this journey. Moreover, as I understand, the Blue Cascade Sage-Ancestor has been living in seclusion for many years and isn't necessarily present within the lake at the moment. What's currently visible and actively presiding over the lake is merely one of his incarnations, together with two disciples." Hearing this, Master Han smiled slightly and replied.