Seven winged women simultaneously issued a vibrant cry, and at once, seven luminous arrays surged forth, pouring out molten crimson liquid. Each pool roared with flame, spreading across the blood mist above, and instantly erupted into a roaring sea of fire that completely enveloped the area. Yet strangely, there was no sign of rising temperature near the fire sea—instead, a subtle coolness radiated from within. At that moment, the seven arrays flashed brilliantly, their light swelling and merging into one unified form—a majestic ancient character, the seal glyph, roughly the size of a mother’s palm—which then plunged decisively into the heart of the fire sea. As the massive glyph touched the flames, it erupted with a thunderous "boom," dissolving into scattered luminous sparks that sank into the fire. Instantly, countless points of light surged forth throughout the entire sea of flame, coalescing into a seamless, dark-red luminous veil that sealed the entire fire sea beneath. The surface of the veil shimmered with countless characters that danced and pulsed, gently expanding and contracting—mysterious and radiant. The elder in the long robe beamed with even greater delight upon seeing this scene. After murmuring, "Excellent!" he instantly shifted his form and materialized above the surging sea of flames. The demon exhaled, and a sphere of white light spiraled out, then condensed into a jade bottle about a foot in height, which he held in his hands. Without further words, the elder raised the bottle with both hands and began chanting again. At once, the scorching flames surged forth and transformed into three white fire serpents that surged downward, their passage unimpeded by the light shield—after a flash, they vanished into the sea of flames. In that instant, the three white fire serpents thrashed and waved their bodies within, spewing out streams of white flame, causing the flames in the sea to intensify dramatically. Meanwhile, the seven winged women and the elder themselves remained in place, each settling into a meditative posture, closing their eyes, and beginning to chant silently. A surge of fiery waves roared upward beneath the luminous barrier, sweeping through the scene with tremendous force. Wherever it passed, countless fire orbs burst and exploded in thunderous sound, and three fire serpents shimmered in and out, as though determined to tear everything apart and consume it completely. Should an ordinary cultivator fall into such a sea of flames, he or she would likely be reduced to ash within moments, never to rise again. Yet, only a short while later, a faint, calm voice from within the flames spoke up. "This is all you've managed? Nothing more than that!" The senior elder and the seven female magicians were startled, instantly opening their eyes and scanning the sea of flames. Suddenly, a clear, resonant call echoed from within the fire sea, followed by a flash of silver light—then a massive silver fire bird, several zhang in size, soared forth, heading straight toward the upper luminous barrier. Its plumage gleamed with silver, and its wings were adorned with vibrant silver flames, making it exceptionally splendid. The elder's expression darkened, and with a sudden surge of inner intent, he extended a finger toward the heart of the fire sea. At that moment, the three fire serpents raging in the flames instantly roared, surging skyward with a dragon's cry, and in a flash, charged straight toward the fire bird. Perceiving the threat behind it, the silver fire bird merely flicked its wings, spun dramatically, and turned its massive body to face the three serpents with fierce determination. Roars and cries erupted instantly beneath the light screen! The silver fire bird immediately engaged the three serpents in a fierce clash, with flakes of scales and feathers continuously falling from the sky. The battle was exceptionally intense! Facing three opponents, the silver fire bird held its ground with unwavering courage, even gaining the upper hand. Just then, a flash of golden light erupted from the flames, sending six thick beams of light shooting out—vanishing swiftly—and striking the dark-red light screen with solid force. A thunderous roar shook the heavens, and golden light burst forth across the screen. The seemingly impenetrable light screen trembled violently, with half of its surface symbols dissolving and fading. The seven winged women seated around the perimeter remained motionless, as if untouched by what had just transpired, simply opening their mouths simultaneously to exhale seven distinct streams of fresh, vibrant crimson blood. The blood streams shimmered in the wind, instantly dispersing into seven wisps of blood mist that plunged into the luminous screen. The screen, which had previously been violently trembling, immediately stabilized, its light pulsing steadily, and the vanished characters reappeared with renewed clarity. A new cold exhalation echoed from the midst of the flames! A series of sharp crackling sounds resonated, followed by an overwhelming surge of jade-green swordlight that surged forth like a storm, cutting relentlessly against the screen. This assault caused the dark-red screen to tremble continuously, its surface flashing with intense light before dimming dramatically—so dim that it seemed poised to shatter at any moment. The elder in the sky observed this development, his expression darkening. He flicked one sleeve, and a delicate silver circular ring shot forth, spiraling upward and expanding rapidly into a vast, luminous halo of nearly a li in diameter, which then descended slowly toward the screen. The falling hadn't truly begun yet, when the void beneath suddenly grew thick and viscous. The light curtain, which had been on the verge of shattering, gradually regained its stability under the pressure of the halo's power. "Good," came Han Li's cold voice again, "I'll see just how long I can withstand this!" But as soon as the words left his lips, a roar unlike anything human erupted from deep within the flames, and a strange, terrifying aura surged upward from the fire sea. The elder sensed this aura and remained calm, yet before he could deploy any further technique, the entire fire sea suddenly trembled. Waves of flames surged and parted, revealing a fluffy golden fist. This fist clenched its five fingers tightly, then blurred into countless overlapping golden fist-images, which then suddenly coalesced into a single, brilliant golden fist the size of a pavilion. With a thunderous roar, it surged skyward and struck the light curtain with tremendous force. At that very moment, a golden sun erupted beneath the light shield, radiating ten thousand beams of gold light that surged outward in all directions, unleashing an immense, overwhelming force. Even with seven female magical beings and a massive halo providing support from above, the black-and-red shield could no longer withstand the pressure and crumbled, shattering piece by piece. The fiery sea below was also torn apart by the golden waves, and a radiant figure, glowing golden, swayed slightly before rising above the flames, as if ready to flee. "Steady!" The elderly magical being in the sky saw this development and his face immediately grew grave, yet he issued a firm, unhesitating command, changing his hand seal and then pointing decisively downward. Instantly, the massive halo spun rapidly and pressed down directly upon the golden figure. With a thunderous roar, the golden figure raised both arms and launched two powerful punches straight at the halo. "Boom!" "Boom!" Two hurricanes surged upward spontaneously, their force shaking the luminous halo pressing down, causing it to waver momentarily before being lifted by a powerful surge and held firmly in place. In that brief pause, the golden figure blurred slightly and vanished in a flash from the space beneath. The elder monk, who had been pressing down on the circular halo with intense concentration, was startled upon seeing this and, without hesitation, swiftly pointed a finger at the white jade vial hovering above his head. With a sharp hiss, the vial suddenly inverted at its mouth, erupting a jet of white flame that instantly formed a protective curtain around him. At the same time, the elder raised one hand in a swift gesture, and a powerful aura surged from his back, causing a massive insect-like form to reappear with a flash. "Hmph—quite prompt!" A ripple of energy rippled through the sky, and a golden figure stepped forth from the midst, revealing a towering golden-mantled giant ape several zhang tall, who coldly exhaled, his expression stern. Just as this ape had stabilized, his arm emitted a crisp crack, then surged upward, seizing the elderly mage with a powerful downward strike. At the same time, his other hand swept through the air, summoning a massive golden sword that immediately followed with a resounding slash. The entire sequence was as swift as lightning. The elder in the long robe drew a deep breath, shook his sleeve, and at once the surrounding fire curtains were rolled upward, transforming into a great fire dragon that lunged forward and seized the giant's palm with a powerful thrust. At the very moment the two figures materialized, the elderly robe-wearing sage, whose natural prowess was already at work, instantly perceived the anomaly behind him. However, at that instant, he was channeling most of his inner power into aerial attacks, leaving him with little room to redirect it. Thus, with a sudden chill in his heart, he only managed a sharp shake of his shoulders. A flash of white light, and two white bone lances shot forth from his shoulders, darting straight toward the vital points of the two figures. Simultaneously, his protective aura condensed and intensified, glowing more brilliantly than before—now substantially thicker and denser.