"It truly does seem rather strange! According to the old patriarch of the Long family and the spiritual race, this cross-dimensional passage should not be of great importance to the demonic clan. Yet now it has taken on such a transformed state. Either they deliberately withheld the truth from the beginning, intending to deceive us, or something unexpected has occurred within the demonic clan, causing them to suddenly place great importance on this location. In my judgment, it's more likely the latter." Han Li, standing beside them and observing the scene reflected in the bronze mirror, spoke calmly. "How can Senior Han be so certain about this?" Zhu Guo'er was momentarily stunned by Han Li's words, expressing her surprise. The Crab Elder stood by, arms folded, with keen interest fixed on the fortress, as though he could directly observe every detail within it, regardless of the spatial distance. "It's quite simple. Although the fortress walls are tall and imposing, the bricks themselves clearly date from only the past十余 years. At that time, we had already entered the demonic realm. Therefore, this cannot be a scheme devised by others." Han Li's eyes slightly narrowed as he slowly replied. "Ah, I see. I was momentarily careless and failed to notice this point. Nevertheless, Master, since an unexpected event has occurred here, should we consider seeking another route?" Zhu Guo'er grew somewhat concerned again. "No need at all! The nearest alternative spatial passage is still several months' journey away. Over such a prolonged period, unforeseen complications are quite likely. Typically, even such a massive fortress would only have a handful of Dao Masters stationed there—far from enough to withstand my power. The only potential difficulty lies in the various spell arrays deployed around the fortress. Should these restrictions hold us up even slightly, we might find ourselves truly stuck." Han Li glanced at the faint, shimmering glows of the incantations subtly pulsing around the fortress, his brow furrowed. When they first entered the realm of the demons, they had needed to combine their efforts with over a dozen fully evolved beings from the Spirit Clan to collectively break through the successive barriers and gain access to the passage. Now only he remains, and the fortress before him is far larger than the one he had previously breached, its array of spells and seals naturally even more intricate. Zhu Guo'er couldn't help but look worried, though he had no particularly good solutions to offer. "If you find these spells and seals troublesome, I do have a secret technique that can instantly dissolve all of them," suddenly said the Crab Daoist, turning back. "What? The Crab Brother still possesses such a power? If that's true, then I shall be deeply grateful indeed." Hearing this, Han Li was naturally overjoyed. "Thank you is unnecessary—performing this technique consumes a great deal of spiritual energy. I will use up nearly half of the available spell-castings you've preserved from your earlier offerings. Whether or not I actually perform it, you may decide when you're ready." The Crab Daoist replied with a neutral expression. "That's perfectly fine! Right now, my only wish is to return safely to the Spirit Realm. The loss of those spell-castings will be nothing to worry about." Han Li was slightly taken aback at first, but immediately responded without hesitation. With the mysterious vial in his hands, he naturally would not be concerned about the matters of the tribute offerings. "Very well. Then, whenever you begin your actions, I will step in at the same time. Also, since this deity is exceptionally domineering, I will drop one full level of cultivation immediately after I intervene. Should any other powerful adversaries arise, I shall only be able to protect myself and will no longer be able to shield you further." The Crab Daoist nodded, then added a few more words that sent a chill through Han Li's heart. "Typical high-level magical beings, I can handle on my own. As for the Great Perfection-stage magical saints—those are not so common." After carefully considering, Han Li firmly affirmed. "Just make your own decision!" The Crab Daoist nodded and turned away, silent. Han Li smiled gently and then began to carefully plan out the specific steps for his journey through the gates. As the sky gradually darkened and white luminous orbs began to glow along the walls of the fortress, Han Li, seated in meditation, extended his divine awareness to survey the fortress's overall condition. Finding little change compared to the daytime, he immediately stood up and uttered the words, "Action." With a swift motion of his robe, the Crab Road Master sent out a surge of silver light, which instantly enveloped Han Li and Zhu Guo'er. After a brief moment of vanishing within the shimmering radiance, the three of them materialized silently in a vacant expanse just十余 miles from the massive fortress. As soon as Han Li emerged, he immediately raised his hand, and the gray flying chariot flashed once more, reappearing before him. Zhu Guo'er immediately flew up obediently, while Crab Dao-ren instantly settled into a meditative posture in the void. With a single hand reaching out into the space, he suddenly produced two arrow-shaped insignia—one golden and one silver—that swiftly spun in his hands, transforming into luminous golden and silver orbs. At the same time, Crab Dao-ren's aura seemed to have nearly vanished, yet his body glowed with a steady green light, revealing strange, deep emerald spiritual patterns that spread across nearly every part of his form—remarkably eerie. Within the two golden and silver orbs, a series of Buddhist chants began to resonate, with streaks of golden and silver light radiating out and swiftly weaving together above his head, gradually coalescing into a single, massive orb of golden and silver light, which continued to expand rapidly. The great commotion naturally drew the attention of the magical guard stationed atop the fortress walls right away. Immediately, after a sharp series of gongs rang out along the nearest stretch of the wall, a squad of around thirty to forty magical guards leapt into the air and sped directly toward Han Li. Han Li observed this scene, narrowed his eyes slightly, yet remained motionless, showing no intention to intervene or block their advance. In short time, the squad arrived at close range. At the forefront stood a particularly tall magical guard, significantly taller than the others, who loudly demanded, "Who are you? Don't you know this is a restricted zone—no one is allowed to linger nearby?" The magical guards all carried an unmistakably assertive, urgent demeanor. "Restricted zone? Can't linger? I'm sorry, but we're not just staying a while—we also intend to go up and take a look at the upper levels," Han Li replied calmly, glancing upward at the fortress, and said it with quiet confidence. "Really? You dare say that?" No! What is that man doing! Oh, your cultivation levels are... Upon hearing Han Li's words, the chief demon lord first grew furious, but upon scanning his spiritual awareness once more toward Han Li and the Crab Daoist, he suddenly gasped in astonishment. Yet before the demon could react, the Crab Daoist's body slightly trembled, and the two luminous golden and silver orbs before him silently vanished into the void. At the same time, the large golden and silver orb atop his head burst with a thunderous "boom," shattering into countless golden and silver specks. These specks shot forth like raindrops from the shattered orb, forming a dense shower of bean-sized golden and silver characters. As they cascaded across the sky, they illuminated half the heavens, spreading in a vast, continuous stream toward the stronghold. Just ahead, a squad of demon guards in the air was directly in the path of this light rain. As soon as they began to cry out in pain, they were instantly pierced through by the radiant shower, their forms dissolving into wisps of green smoke and vanishing completely. As for the void within several miles of the fortress, the downpour of light struck it, causing multiple layers of varying sizes of magical arrays and seals to emerge simultaneously. The void surged violently and transformed into a vibrant, multicolored expanse. The golden and silver glyphs, possessing unknown and extraordinary powers, were instantly dissolved and penetrated like withered grass wherever the light rain passed through. Within mere breaths, the countless seals became fragmented and scattered, no longer able to preserve even a single complete array. After releasing the golden and silver light spheres, Crab Dao's face grew pale several times in succession, and his vital energy noticeably diminished—so much so that he truly seemed to have dropped down to the stage of Great Multiplication, as he had previously predicted. "Let's go!" Seeing this, Han Li immediately issued a low command, then stepped into the flying carriage with a simple motion. Crab Dao rose to his feet, took a decisive step, and his form blurred slightly, appearing within the carriage as well. Han Li took a deep breath, his entire body shimmering with a jade-like glow as he simultaneously drew upon all the magical energy within him. With one hand he pressed a seal and uttered the character "Ji." The flying chariot only trembled slightly before erupting into a sharp, piercing roar, transforming into a streak of vibrant jade light. Its speed was so swift that it seemed as though only a faint jade silhouette flashed through the air. The residual magical barriers near the fortress could not withstand this surge, and within just a few flickers, the light streak surged unimpeded toward the sky, directly heading for a specific cluster of dark magic clouds high above. The fortress itself had already been thrown into chaos, with countless soldiers on flying chariots rising into the air. Yet, given the ordinary strength of the magical beings at this stage, most had not even noticed the presence of Han Li and his companions. Only the higher-ranked beings—those at the stages of Perfected Immortal or Beyond Immortal—had detected the flying chariots, reacting with surprise and alarm, and swiftly summoned their own flight spells to intercept. However, even with their swift movements, they found themselves unable to match the full power of Han Li's fully activated chariot At that moment, several powerful essences surged upward from within the fortress, followed by a surge of jade flame, a gust of black wind, and two brilliant streaks of blood-colored lightning erupting simultaneously from different corners. Clearly, the several magus-level demonic beings stationed here had finally stepped in. Yet Han Li paid all this no heed, his flying chariot swiftly carrying him toward the towering, dark demonic clouds above. Without hesitation, he cupped his hands together and launched a powerful strike directly toward the sky, aiming at Qi Yang.