The two, Xie Lian and the Elder Green Stone, found themselves at a loss. "Xie Daojun, what shall we do? Should we go as well?" Elder Green Stone asked, somewhat uneasy. "Brother Han is right—since the situation has changed, it would no longer be wise to remain here. Let's go and see what has happened." Xie Lian's face changed swiftly before she finally bit her lip and said this. Then, with a swift motion of her sleeve, the floral shadows behind her flickered and she vanished into a translucent form, shooting off swiftly. Seeing this, Elder Green Stone sighed lightly, raised one hand, and chanted a spell, green mist swirling over her body, and soon rose into the air to follow. At that moment, Han Li was already, together with Cai Daoren, racing swiftly along a narrow passage toward the point of most intense vibrations. Though the ancient sealing forces still maintained the aetheric barrier, under the combined efforts of Han Li and the other great cultivators who were expending their full reserves of power, their speed was certainly not sluggish. As Han Li scanned the surroundings of the passage with his divine awareness, his brows furrowed slightly. The seemingly smooth passageway was actually covered with countless fine cracks, multiplying rapidly and visibly. The underground palace would not be able to hold much longer. With a deepening sense of concern, Han Li quickly formed his judgment. At that moment, the vibrations coming from ahead grew increasingly intense, as if the entire palace might collapse at any moment. Suddenly, a branching passage appeared ahead, and Han Li turned without hesitation, vanishing into the new corridor with a flash of light. However, as the wind surged forward, two dark silhouettes surged directly toward him—two human-faced insects entirely black in hue. These two formidable creatures seemed to have been waiting patiently at the entrance of the new passage for a long time. Han Li's eyes flashed with cold light; he emitted a sharp exhalation. A sudden flash of emerald swordlight rippled across his arm, and instantly, a three-foot-long, deep green longsword appeared in his hands. With a swift motion, he launched the sword straight at the two insects, delivering a powerful strike. A tremendous roar echoed, and the surrounding primordial qi instantly surged to a boil, while an immense force of fundamental laws descended upon the passage. The two human-faced insects felt an odd disturbance ripple through them, their bodies instantly tingling and paralyzed. Then, a flash of green light passed before their eyes, and they grew cold, losing all consciousness. Han Li swayed slightly, his figure blurring as he materialized behind the two insects. With a flick of his wrist, his long, deep-green sword vanished. Only then did the two insects emit two soft "puff" sounds, their bodies splitting cleanly at the waist, and instantly being consumed by a wave of light and flame, turning to ash. As he did not wish to waste time on further delays, Han Li even allowed the crab immortal to intervene, directly drawing forth his Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword to slay the two insects. With his current cultivation level, he need not activate the full power of his Nirvana Body to harness even a portion of the power of this Xu Tian treasure, making it a breeze to defeat two face-creatures that haven't even reached the stage of Great Perfection. Upon witnessing this, Xie Daoren's expression subtly shifted, yet without a word, he promptly followed Han Li's light trail and vanished. After eliminating these two face-creatures, neither of them encountered any further dangerous insects within the passage. After some time passed, the landscape broadened, and they emerged at the exit of the passage, arriving in a vast underground cavern. The cavern's floor was covered with fine, pale silver sand, while its ceiling was dotted with sharp, stalactite-like spines. Near the passage's exit, however, a thick expanse of gray-white mist rolled continuously, and a faint scent of sandalwood drifted gently from within. Before this mist, several figures floated in the lower air, among whom one figure's back was adorned with a slowly rotating, ethereal image of a large, pink blossom—none other than the precious flower. The young lady now stared coldly at the pale, misty vapor, though a hint of surprise flickered in her gaze. Opposite her, a hazy, grayish face floated within the mist, lips moving silently—just as if she were engaged in a quiet conversation with the young lady. Behind the young lady, the black crocodile stood with full alertness, while the others were familiar figures from the other realm, all at the level of great cultivators. Upon hearing the sound of rushing air, these several figures turned in surprise, only to relax once they recognized it as Han Li and the Crab Daoist. "Why haven't the other guests arrived?" Han Li, after a brief sweep of his spiritual awareness toward the gray mist, stopped his flight and asked in a steady tone. "It's Han Daoist and Crab Brother, we didn't know what had happened. Currently, the young lady is communicating with the spirit of the ancient seal, seeking to uncover the truth. As for the others—were you two the first to arrive here?" "A venerable elder, wearing a golden ring and bearing a simple, ancient appearance, replied gravely. 'Is this indeed the spirit of the ancient seal?' Han Li's gaze flickered instantly, settling on the massive misty face, and he asked thoughtfully. At that moment, it seemed as though the flower had finished conversing with the great face. With a single roll, the great face dissolved into the misty sea. 'Dear Master Han, dear Master Ji, you've both arrived. Precisely, I can now count on your assistance,' the flower said, turning to Han Li with solemn dignity. 'Yet, Master Han, you haven't yet explained what exactly has happened here, nor have you described the nature of the tremors on that side,' Han Li replied, his eyes sweeping swiftly toward the depths of the misty sea. 'The ancient seal's power has lost control! Both the seal that contains the mother of the locusts and the portion that holds the Yuan Yan disciples have lost nearly half of their strength all at once.' Now not only is the mother of the locusts about to awaken, but the other companions sealed within the ancient seal are also suddenly in peril. Undoubtedly, the very first thing this creature will do upon awakening will be to eliminate Yuan Yan and his companions. As for this tremor, it is a clear sign that the ancient seal is on the verge of collapse—having lost so much strength at once, the seal can no longer be sustained, and the entire underground palace may soon follow. "Bo Hua sighed and replied. "Wait— the seal has lost control? How is that possible! We've done absolutely nothing. Could it be that among the teams responsible for repairing the seal, one or more have made a major mistake?" A man with a rosy complexion gasped, asking in surprise. "Bo Hua, you just communicated with the spirit of the ancient seal, didn't you? Surely you should have asked it thoroughly to find out the details. After all, as the spirit inherent to the seal itself, it should be fully aware of what's happening," the elderly, dignified man breathed deeply, asking. Clearly, they had only just learned of this development. "Of course I've inquired, but the spirit sealed within seems utterly puzzled—only sensing that its essence has been suddenly siphoned away as though drained by some unseen force. Nevertheless, it has agreed to assist me in directly transporting us to the place where the mother of the rice-midge is resting, allowing us to strike it hard while it is still asleep. This way, not only can we temporarily hold off the creature, but other companions will also have time to rescue those trapped among them. It seems fate has outwitted our plans—we can only abandon our original strategy." Bo Hua smiled wistfully. "What? Only us a few going up against that mother rice-midge? Is Bo Hua not jesting now?" The last woman, dressed in a long black robe, suddenly lost her voice. The elder and the tall man likewise exchanged startled glances. Han Li merely furrowed his brow, saying nothing immediately. "Rest assured, I have every confidence in this course of action." I learned from the Spirit of the Seal that although the Mother of the Blight Moth, by harnessing the power of the manipulated seals, managed to imprison over a hundred senior cultivators—including Yuan Yan—simultaneously, it did so at a tremendous cost to its own vitality. Moreover, this time it has been forced to awaken, and thus its vital energy has not fully recovered, making it far from its peak condition. The Spirit of the Seal has also pledged to focus all its remaining strength on supporting our current efforts, and has even specially borrowed a celestial artifact from the heavens, specifically effective against insect-kind. With these circumstances, we are far from without hope," said Bao Hua, quickly explaining. Upon hearing this, the three senior cultivators from other realms felt a slight relief, yet given the direct stakes involved—the lives of many—no one immediately voiced a firm agreement. Bao Hua naturally sensed the lingering concerns still lingering in others' hearts. With a determined resolve, she offered a forced smile and said, "Even if you all are unwilling to take this risk, surely you must at least think of the trapped relatives and friends of your clans. Now, Tong Ya and his companions are just nearby the very spot where Yuan Yan and his group are besieged. Even if we cannot directly slay this insect mother, by tying her up for a while, we can still secure a valuable window of opportunity for others to escape. Moreover, I have several gifts to present to each of you. Should we truly fall short against this insect mother, we will still have no difficulty in making our escape." As she spoke, she lifted her sleeve, and with a series of soft "puff" sounds, beams of red light shot out, each one striking the faces of Han Li and the others. The others instinctively reached out and grasped the glowing red beams as they passed. Han Li was taken aback, only to find a crimson array disk engraved with a complex pattern. Sensing the faint spatial ripples emanating from the disk, he felt a sudden spark of inspiration. Reversing his hand to examine the back, he was amazed to see an exquisitely detailed feather motif, lifelike and vivid. "Wait a moment..." Han Li hesitated. "The Phoenix Spirit Array Disk—this is the one capable of instant teleportation over a million li! It's truly a magnificent fortune that Dao Friend has obtained such a rare artifact!" The elderly man with a weathered, ancient appearance, upon clearly inspecting the disk and then scanning it with his divine awareness, burst into enthusiastic excitement. "Indeed, this is the Phoenix Spirit Array Disk crafted from the genuine Heavenly Phoenix's feather! Dao Friend, are you certain you haven't mistaken it? As I've heard, possessing this disk is nearly equivalent to gaining a second life, and almost no seal or array can directly block its teleportation power." The black-robed woman also expressed her astonishment. "This piece cannot be mistaken. When I was younger, I once saw a similar Feng Ling disk at an auction, identical in both style and the emanating Tian Feng qi." The elder spoke without hesitation.