These three golden insects are the final survivors—three spiritual insects—remaining after the mature golden insects, numbering in the tens of thousands, and twelve candidate insect kings mutually devoured each other. Initially, under the threat of the celestial thunderbolt, Han Li, in a moment of urgency, summoned all the golden insects that had been immersed in the spiritual bath pool and had been in deep sleep, evolving through the absorption of abundant spiritual substances. After being struck by the thunderbolt and partially consuming its power, these golden insects and the dozen candidate kings began to attack and devour one another, which left Han Li both surprised and delighted. Following his successful passage through the celestial thunderbolt and his attainment of the Great Mastery stage, only these three remaining candidates—now effectively at the "step before king" level—remained in the insect colony. Now, these three semi-king golden insects have grown far larger than before, their forms fierce and imposing, and along their backs, deep purple patterns subtly coalesce into shapes resembling thunderbolts, striking awe and wonder in all who behold them. At the same time, the essences of the three half-step Golden Spirit Insects were far superior to those of earlier, nearly comparable to the late stage of a fully consolidated cultivator. Combined with their impenetrable bodies and their formidable ability to devour any substance, their true strength was truly remarkable. Unfortunately, after reaching this stage of consumption, the three Golden Insects suddenly ceased their mutual attacks and failed to continue devouring each other, leaving only one behind. Otherwise, the True Immortal-level Golden Devouring Insect King that Master Qingyuan once mentioned—so powerful that even a True Immortal would have to retreat—might very well have manifested itself. Han Li carefully observed the three half-step Golden Insects, his gaze flickering slightly, then subtly strengthened his spiritual awareness. The three massive golden insects trembled slightly, instantly transforming into clusters of golden light that shot through the air, breaking through the stillness of the chamber. For a moment, the upper space of the chamber resonated with a continuous hissing sound, as golden light flickered and appeared in various corners, like spectral figures. At the point where his divine awareness was activated, the three spiritual insects moved with the ease of limbs, showing no hesitation or resistance whatsoever. Seeing this, Han Li finally felt at ease and immediately pressed a hand seal. The three large golden insects emitted a resonant hum, rapidly shrinking in size, and then flashed into his sleeve, vanishing without a trace. With these three half-step Golden King insects, Han Li now effectively gained three formidable allies of late Consolidation stage—something truly fortunate and unexpectedly bestowed upon him. Though his initial delight slightly waned, he quietly pondered for a moment, then settled into a meditative posture on the ground, his lips moving slightly, yet emitting no sound, as though attempting to send a message to someone else. Moments later, a ripple of energy surged before him, and a silver arc flashed, revealing a figure who appeared silently and calmly said to Han Li, "Friend Han, were you looking for me?" The figure was none other than the Crab Immortal. "Brother Crab, please sit down." Now that only you and I remain here, I believe we may continue our earlier conversation. To be safe, I would like to ask my friend to repeat what was previously said." Han Li first invited Xie Daoren to sit down, then smiled slightly and said. "Very well. My earlier intention was quite simple—you now possess all the qualifications to become my true master. As long as you accomplish a few more tasks, I shall be at your service and fully subject to your command." Xie Daoren replied calmly. "Then who established these conditions? Surely not something spontaneously conceived by Xie brother, is it?" Han Li asked cautiously. "Of course not my own idea. These conditions were set by the previous master. Only when someone meets the fundamental requirements will I willingly express these words." Xie Daoren said without hesitation. "Your master truly exists at the level of a true immortal. Having established these conditions, there must be deep intention behind them—there is no doubt about that." Brother Crab, might as well first outline the subsequent requirements. Only then shall I know whether I truly can accomplish these tasks." After a long pause, Han Li replied slowly, word by word. "Very well. I have a list here. There are several items on it—first, gather these before proceeding." The Crab Daoist nodded and, with a single hand gesture, sent a blue jade tablet flying toward the opposite side. Han Li extended his hand, palm open, and caught the tablet in midair. He furrowed his brows and asked, "Is that all?" "By no means! If you cannot even accomplish this single task, then there's no need for you to know anything about the rest." The Crab Daoist said calmly. "That does make sense!" Han Li nodded, then pressed the jade tablet against his forehead, and instantly sent his divine awareness scanning through it. After a brief moment, Han Li withdrew his divine awareness, gently shifted the jade scroll from his forehead, and furrowed his brows, reviewing it once more before slowly addressing Xie Daoren: "The items within are indeed not easily obtainable. Besides requiring some time, one may also need certain favorable circumstances to gather them all. Should fortune not be on one's side, it might well be that I will never succeed in collecting them all in my lifetime. Xie Daoren, are you certain that every single item must be secured without exception?" The Crab Immortal nodded, showing no change in expression, and as his body swayed, he once again vanished into the void in the form of a streak of electric arc. Han Li gazed at the spot where the figure had disappeared, his face briefly flickering with a sense of surprise. It seemed his earlier judgment was correct—the Crab Immortal had indeed grown more refined and spirited since Han Li had attained the stage of Great Perfection. This so-called pseudo-Immortal body must harbor many secrets yet unknown. After swiftly pondering several times in his mind, Han Li quietly placed the jade scroll into his storage bracelet, then settled his hands on his knees and closed his eyes. Finally able to rest, he now could calmly regulate his breath and consolidate his cultivation. Thus, Han Li remained motionless within the chamber, while outside, days passed swiftly, and a month soon elapsed. One day, while meditating in the chamber, Han Li suddenly opened his eyes, and within them, two flashes of brilliant blue sun-like radiance briefly appeared. Then, with a sudden movement, he struck his forehead with one hand. With a crisp snap, the top of his head was struck open, and a golden light surged forth, revealing a small figure several feet tall who materialized suddenly in the air. Dressed in a long, jade-colored robe, the figure bore a face identical to Han Li's—clearly a scaled-down version of himself, reduced by over ten times—and carried a slender, faintly jade-green sword at his back. On either shoulder and at his chest, two golden beetle-sized insects were firmly clamped onto the fabric, resembling three golden pendants, creating a most unusual and eerie appearance. As soon as the figure appeared, it lowered its head and carefully examined itself, its expression brightening with delight. At that moment, Han Li below, who had remained motionless, suddenly showed a subtle shift in his facial expression. The golden light on his head flickered once more, and the previously open dome of his skull began to close on its own. Then, as Han Li rose to his feet, he deliberately straightened himself and inclined his body slightly in a respectful bow toward the jade-colored figure floating above. At nearly the same time, a shimmer of green light flashed over Han Li's body, and a translucent figure resembling Han Li appeared beside him. This was the spiritual form controlled by Qu'er, who immediately stood at attention beside him. "You two take good care of my physical body," said the green figure, speaking in Han Li's voice, "I need to test the divine technique of solidifying and perfecting my Yuan婴's fire, enabling me to journey far and wide. I'll return shortly." After a brief burst of sound like a rushing wind, the green figure vanished silently in place. Han Li's physical form and the green spiritual body exchanged glances, then each silently settled into a meditative posture, remaining completely silent. Yet at that moment, the small figure formed from Han Li’s fully matured Yuan婴 stage, suddenly appeared in the sky several ten thousand feet high. Bowing slightly, he glanced downward and saw the white cloud layers only faintly visible. Raising his head again, he found a roaring white gale rushing toward him, sweeping his dark green robe into a gentle flutter, and his face felt as though cut by a knife, subtly aching. But upon seeing this, the green-robed figure did not grow alarmed—he smiled instead, murmuring softly: "This outer celestial gale truly lives up to its reputation. If Yuan婴 had come to this altitude in the past, it would have been torn apart and shattered instantly by the gale. Now, though it is somewhat taxing, he no longer fears it at all." As soon as these words were spoken, the figure immediately pressed a hand seal once more. His entire form blurred, then dissolved into a radiant golden light, vanishing into the gale. With an astonishing speed, he moved through the wind, steadily ascending higher and higher. As the small blue figure accelerated and ascended steadily, the white gales swirling from all directions grew increasingly fierce and terrifying. Amidst the roaring winds, slender gusts of wind emitting sharp cries seemed to materialize out of thin air, flashing past and carving dark spatial fissures in the vicinity of the blue figure. Upon witnessing this, the blue figure's pupils slightly contracted, hesitated briefly, yet without flinching, continued advancing with the wind. A gust of wind sliced swiftly across its body, instantly forming a delicate crack in the very space at that spot. The figure momentarily blurred, as if being drawn into the fine fissure. Yet, it swiftly twisted its body, blurred again, and emerged intact from the crack, proceeding unimpeded. Even for a fully integrated cultivator, such spatial fissures—normally life-threatening—had no effect whatsoever on the small blue figure. As the little figure seemed to surge upward by the light of a flowing stream, rising over ten thousand feet, a profound, indescribable roar suddenly echoed from a higher vantage point, followed by an eerie ripple that surged forth. The surrounding gusts of wind trembled and then shattered into fragments. The void above was instantly torn asunder, and a massive form suddenly emerged, probing downward with two eyes as large as pavilion roofs, fixing them firmly upon the small, jade-colored figure below.