Six golden orbs of light flashed simultaneously, then suddenly coalesced into a cluster in the void beneath. Spinning smoothly, they transformed into a vast, golden-hued vortex. Initially only a few zhang in size, the vortex rapidly expanded as it spun, swelling like a gust of wind until it reached the size of an acre. Countless golden and silver characters drifted out from within, while a tremendous force surged from its core. As soon as the two black lights touched the vortex, they instantly emitted a mournful cry and were abruptly drawn in by the invisible power, torn to fragments. The purple giant claw silhouette, however, was momentarily halted by the stream of golden and silver characters, trembling slightly. During this brief pause, the sound of Buddhist chanting from within the golden vortex resonated, causing the vortex to swell another half. The air around the claw silhouette tightened, and suddenly, a crushing force like a mountain pressing down descended upon it with great force. The purple claw shadow, enveloped by this immense force, instantly trembled violently in all five fingers, its surface blurring and dimming, as if it were about to vanish at once. At the same time, the five demonic beings beneath suddenly felt their shoulders grow heavy and their bodies tighten, seemingly bound by an invisible force that left them immobile. The five demons first stared in astonishment, then erupted into fury. Yet, with their established cultivation and powers, how could they truly be restrained by such a mere seal? Amid their roaring and sharp cries, various radiance and dark energies surged forth simultaneously from each of the five demons, aiming to forcibly break through the bindings on their bodies in the next instant. Yet at this very moment, a strange smile flickered across Han Li's face. As he simultaneously pressed two hand seals, his pair of feathered wings behind him suddenly flapped, and a powerful thunderclap erupted, sending countless silver-white electric arcs surging forth from the wings, rapidly interweaving and flashing, gradually forming two massive thunder spheres. Then, Han Li pointed a single finger toward the elderly robe-clad figure and the woman with the feathered wings below. At once, a thunderous roar echoed, and the two massive spheres of lightning merely flickered, then vanished mysteriously. Immediately afterward, both the robed elder and the woman with feathered wings were struck with sudden alarm. A sharp crack of thunder followed, and the two great spheres of lightning appeared out of nowhere, from which countless silver arcs burst forth and intertwined, forming within moments two towering lightning arrays several zhang in size. Both the robed elder and the woman with feathered wings found themselves precisely at the heart of each array! "Unfortunate—it's a teleportation array!" The elder's eyes swept briefly over the array beneath him, and he instantly gasped, his face pale with alarm. Waves of deep purple flame surged upward from his body, and the previously invisible forces that had confined him began to loosen and vanish as they burned fiercely. Then, his form blurred slightly, and he instantly rose, vanishing into the array. Yet at that very moment, a strangely cold and piercing sneer suddenly rang out from above. As soon as the sound reached his ears, a searing pain, like that of a soul being torn asunder, erupted violently from his head. Even this robe-clad elder, whose cultivation far surpassed that of ordinary Consolidated Stage cultivators, was wracked with pain, clutching his head with both hands, his body swaying several times before nearly collapsing and flipping over. During this brief pause, the lightning array beneath merely spun once, and in an instant, the elder vanished amidst the interweaving electric arcs. Not only the robe-clad elder—on the other side, the woman with feathered wings was also struck with a thunderous roar, seemingly transported to an unknown location by the foot-based lightning array. Han Li chuckled, then shook his back wings once more, causing countless electric arcs to surge forward and instantly coalesce into a brilliant silver lightning array. As he took a step forward, he too vanished in a thunderous crack. Almost immediately upon Han Li's disappearance, the golden vortex emitted a deep rumble and collapsed. At that moment, the other three demons had all broken free from their previous restraints, yet each bore expressions of shock and fury. But at that moment, the petite magical race woman suddenly relaxed and said, "Good news—Shē brother and the others were only transported to a distant realm, not too far away. If they wish to reunite, they can simply rejoin within moments." "It's a relief that both of you are unharmed. Thanks to Wu's secret technique, which allows direct communication with other companions; otherwise, we would have been genuinely worried." The armored magical race man exhaled deeply, his expression also easing. The remaining three-eyed magical race members, upon hearing their conversation, clearly felt much more reassured. Yet at that very instant, a tremendous rumble, like the earth shifting and mountains shaking, echoed from nearby. The golden light screen, which had previously been under relentless assault, suddenly burst into a radiant golden flare, sending out countless golden streaks that pierced and tore through nearby luminous banners and sword shadows with unyielding force. Then, in a flash, the two groups of hives in the upper sky were swiftly engulfed, leaving behind a clear sound of rushing air. In an instant, countless blood-bees rained down from the sky like a deluge, and within a moment, only a few hundred survivors remained aloft—yet even these scattered like startled birds, each one immediately fleeing as if in panic. At the point where the golden light erupted, a terrifying aura surged upward, almost suffocating. Following a clear, resonant cry, a golden giant crab, as large as a small mountain, suddenly materialized within the radiance. "By the heavens! It's the sacred crab from the Magic Source Sea!" "It's the one with the Saint Ancestor's cultivation—how could it be here?" The petite woman and the sturdy golden-armored man gasped upon seeing the crab's true form. Immediately, waves of dark magical energy surged across their bodies, and they stepped back slowly, growing increasingly alarmed, as though the moment the golden giant crab moved, they would instantly flee. Although the three-eyed demonic race did not immediately attempt to flee, they were visibly startled upon seeing Crab Daoist reveal his true form, and soon after, their expressions grew uncertain, with their three-eyed pupils flashing with rapid, strangely radiant glimmers. "Indeed, I believe you have encountered me in your true forms at some point in the past. I shall not waste time with pleasantries. If you three remain here quietly and patiently await the outcome of the contest between Han Daoist and your companions, I will not make the first move against you during this time. Otherwise, do not expect any leniency from me." With a sweeping motion of his golden giant crab's claw, the Crab Daoist emitted a resonant hum. The slender maiden and the tall, golden-armored man felt a sudden chill; even their previously retreating postures halted momentarily. "Neither of you need be afraid," said the voice. "Though his magical power has significantly increased since before, he has still not yet reached the Great Perfection stage, and his aura is far less potent than it was when we first encountered him in the Sea of Demonic Origins." It seems this false immortal has encountered trouble—his cultivation has significantly weakened. With us three working together, we might very well stand a chance against him." As the three-eyed demon race vanished in a flash of brilliant light in their pupils, they suddenly spoke out loudly, simultaneously striking their waist with a sudden palm. From the mouth of the leather satchel at their side, a swirl of seven-colored mist erupted, and instantly, three translucent, jade-like skeletons materialized before them—each holding a white jade shield in one hand and a bone mace glowing with dark energy in the other, standing in a neat row. These skeletons exuded a strong aura, each appearing to possess the strength of a mid-stage Consolidation stage cultivator. "Has the golden crab truly faltered? Did you perhaps misjudge it?" the petite woman expressed a moment of surprise, quickly asking. "Master Ming has cultivated the Precious Wheel Method, so I believe our assessment is accurate. Moreover, if we wish to proceed, the senior crab will likely not allow us to leave easily. Rather than face it one by one, we would prefer to unite and engage it in a decisive battle." The golden-armored magical race turned their eyes rapidly, then firmly gripped the massive axe in their hands, and suddenly radiated a surge of lethal intent. "I've heard rumors of golden holy crabs being taken by human cultivators, but I never expected to encounter such a situation here. Since the crab has now pledged allegiance to human cultivators, and both of you have stated it can be challenged, my sister will certainly remain and lend her full support!" The petite woman paused thoughtfully before finally deciding and spoke slowly. "Well, even if we three are not yet capable of defeating it, we can certainly hold it off for a while. Once the other two cultivators eliminate that human cultivator, with five of us united, we will surely be able to handle this weakened pseudo-immortal." The three-eyed magical race spoke with confident assurance. "I hope so," the petite woman replied with a wry smile. It truly came as a surprise that they had encountered such a formidable opponent here, when they had expected only minor obstacles. Yet the petite woman faintly remembered the human cultivator who had taken the Golden Holy Lobster—seeming to possess notable prowess. However, due to her departure from the Holy Realm to fight in the Spirit Realm, the information she received from the Holy Realm had grown somewhat hazy, and several reports were so exaggerated or distorted that she simply didn’t believe them anymore. "Very well," she said, "since we have decided to fight, why waste any more words? Let us all strike now!" The large man in golden armor burst into laughter, then suddenly opened his mouth and expelled a cluster of pure blood into his massive axe. The blood dispersed into a mist as it met the wind, but after a soft "pffft," it sank fully into the axe. As he chanted continuously, the axe resonated with a series of deep hums, its body flashing with blood-like light, and then transformed into a vibrant crimson hue before being launched skyward. A streak of blood-colored light flashed briefly, and then the axe vanished entirely, seemingly absorbed into the heavens. But at that very moment, the wind and thunder in the sky suddenly roared to life, and vast clouds surged forth from unknown sources, rushing together and blotting out the heavens with a deep, black hue like the bottom of a pot. A thick silver serpent flashed swiftly across the sky, and within the clouds, a colossal crimson blood axe—hundreds of paces long—was faintly visible, radiating delicate magical energies and exuding an atmosphere of terrifying power. Seeing this, the three-eyed demon race and the petite maiden exchanged glances and simultaneously launched their attacks. The three skeletons before the three-eyed demon merely blurred into existence, instantly forming a triangular arrangement beside the golden giant crab, swiftly placing their bone shield between them and the crab. Then, without hesitation, the demon shook his bone mace. Instantly, loud cries of ghosts and wolves erupted from the three maces, surging waves of dark energy cascading forth, each mace transforming into several massive tendrils that surged forward and tightly ensnared the giant crab. And suddenly, the petite maiden opened her mouth and expelled a glowing silver gourd. With a simple finger-point, countless rosy radiance burst forth, coalescing into a flock of rosy magical crows. Golden beak, silver eyes—what a strange sight! Upon a sharp cry from the young mage, the crows immediately took flight, shrieking and rushing forth. The massive golden crab, though witnessing all this, merely pressed its two great golden claws together, and instantly a thunderclap rang out, as countless silver arcs surged from within, forming a vast electric net that enveloped it completely. At the same time, under the gathering of electric light on the claws, two colossal thunderballs—each the size of a house—emerged and burst forth with a powerful, dazzling roar. Thus, the battle between the crab sage and the three magicians erupted fully into motion. Between two mountain peaks far away, Han Li stood in the sky with a gentle smile. Behind him, his golden form with three heads and six arms shone brilliantly, as if solidified into a tangible presence, while seventy-two small jade swords beneath him spiraled and danced, subtly coalescing into layers of pale green lotus blossoms, gently lifting his body. Across the space, not far away, the robed elder and the woman with feathered wings stood on opposite sides, their expressions grave, intently gazing at Han Li as though facing a formidable adversary.