"With no divine powers to protect it, even if this insect's physical form is strong, it absolutely cannot withstand the combined attack from all of our companions." As Buohao explained, she paused momentarily, then added with emphasis: "However, the mother of the rice stem borers must certainly have mastered the earth-based celestial laws. It's not clear, though, for how long the Earth Sovereign Nail can hold her in check. Therefore, once I activate this artifact, you all must immediately launch your attacks—there should be absolutely no hesitation!" "Rest assured, Master, since this battle concerns our very lives, we will certainly not falter." The ancient elder replied without hesitation. The others nodded in agreement. "Very well. To be safe, I will first communicate with the sealing spirit, asking it to gather all its sealing power here. This will not only suppress the strength of the mother of the rice stem borers, but also conceal our movements." Buohao did not immediately present her artifact, instead speaking with serious determination. This woman then pressed a strange hand seal, murmuring incantations as she went. A moment later, a flash of white light appeared before her, and a hazy, misty face emerged without any prior sign or warning. The precious flower gently moved her lips, silently transmitting messages to the figure before her. Within just a few breaths, the misty face gradually dispersed and vanished like a phantom. At the same time, Han Li and the others suddenly felt a strange sense of pressure emanating from the surrounding void. They were startled, quickly checking themselves to find that no adverse effects were felt—thus, they relaxed. However, around the precious flower's body, countless gray symbols began to float and swiftly rolled down, enveloping her completely, so that only a faint, indistinct silhouette remained visible. Strange indeed—once these gray symbols encircled her, the woman seemed to lose all traces of vitality and breath. Though the people remained in their original positions, when the divine awareness swept over them, they seemed no different from a mere stream of air, as if seamlessly blended into the very void itself. "Now the sealing force has completely obscured my presence. Even if I come close to the mother of the insect creature, no one will be able to sense me. I shall begin my actions. Please prepare yourselves, all of you," the precious flower said calmly to the group. The dignified elder nodded, then, without further words, clasped his hands together. A gentle glow flashed briefly in his palms, revealing a jade plaque, faintly white and translucent. The surface was intricately carved, with countless images of spiritual beasts subtly emerging and fading. "The Great Beasts' Plate—what a treasure! Though not among the Heavenly Treasures, it is said to have been a relic from the ancient times, originally brought down from the Immortal Realm. Back then, many great cultivators fought fiercely over this very artifact. It's surprising that such a sacred treasure from the immortal world has now come into the hands of my esteemed friend." The woman in black, upon seeing the object, expressed her astonishment clearly. "Hehe, back in my day, I had a bit of luck, which allowed me to secure this treasure," the dignified elder coughed, speaking with a touch of pride. The red-faced man looked on with clear admiration. Han Li, on the other hand, glanced curiously at the object. "Excellent! With this Universal Beasts Scroll, our chances have just improved significantly," the precious flower expressed with genuine delight. At that moment, the black-robed woman and the red-faced elder also unveiled their own treasures—one exhaled, spitting out a short spear of jet-black hue, while the other reached into her cloak, drawing forth a massive bone-blade whose surface shimmered with red light, bearing countless crimson spiritual patterns. Though these two items were subdued in brilliance, the subtle, imposing aura they emitted clearly indicated that even if they were not among the highest-tier heavenly treasures, they were undoubtedly extraordinary and of immense value. "Cai, give it your all!" Han Li said, turning to the Daoist named Cai and whispering through the connection. The Crab Daoist nodded calmly, then raised his hand, and suddenly a pale silver orb appeared in his grasp. A deep, resonant hum rang out, and from the orb, countless filaments of electricity shot forth, interlacing and flashing before instantly coalescing into a sphere of thunder. At first no larger than a human head, the sphere gradually swelled silently as it rose upward, expanding seamlessly to the size of a house. The spectacle was truly impressive. The Crab Daoist then gently held the thunder sphere in one hand, standing motionless, making no further movement. At that moment, Han Li extended one hand, palm open and reaching out, while on the other arm, a flash of emerald light rippled, revealing a long green sword three feet in length. With a simple flick of his wrist, the surrounding space resonated with a low hum, and the very essence of celestial and terrestrial qi seemed to tremble slightly. This was none other than the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword. Facing the monstrous insect—the mother of the blight—that had previously devastated several interfaces with relentless fury, Han Li dared not show the slightest hesitation, and thus summoned his most trusted and powerful weapon. The precious flower had previously witnessed Han Li wield the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword, and thus remained calm upon seeing it emerge. However, the ancient elder and the black-robed woman, upon first seeing the sword, could not help but be struck by its presence, their expressions shifting with growing curiosity as they repeatedly scanned it with a skeptical gaze. Clearly, the scene of the sword stirring the very qi of heaven and earth had not gone unnoticed by them. But before anyone could ask anything, Bao Hua had already pressed a hand seal, her form blurred slightly, and then vanished completely from the water's surface. The next instant, at a height of over a thousand zhang, just a dozen zhang below the dark light array, a delicate pink floral silhouette appeared, and Bao Hua materialized silently, lifting the massive earth-king nail in both hands. Seeing this, everyone naturally stopped asking questions about Han Li, instinctively holding their breath and beginning to channel their true essence into their respective treasures. Undoubtedly, as soon as the earth-king nail pierced the giant creature's body, several cultivators at the peak stage would launch a stunning, coordinated attack. At that moment, the mountain-sized creature remained peacefully asleep within the light array, seemingly unaware of anything happening below. Bao Hua fixed her gaze on the colossal insect at the center of the light array, faint silver threads shimmering subtly in her eyes. But as a flash of sternness passed over her face, she finally emitted a cold exhalation, and the earth-king's spike transformed into a yellow glow and shot forth. The elderly man, with a simple and dignified bearing, suddenly flicked his jade plaque toward the heavens. Instantly, the plaque blurred and then transformed into a translucent white jade gate. As it opened, countless phantom beasts surged forth from within, all roaring and charging straight upward. A colossal lightning sphere also materialized instantly, exploding into a vast silver grid that enveloped the entire giant insect from above. These attacks were truly swift, arriving with the speed of a thunderbolt—so rapid that it was hard to believe—yet still a fraction slower than Han Li's own movements. As Han Li's body shimmered with a series of silver patterns, he merely shook his hand, and the celestial sword, Xuan Tian Zhan Ling, instantly unfurled a green line before vanishing again. At that moment, the giant insect's body trembled with celestial and primordial energies, and a green line flashed across its surface, slicing it cleanly in two. Then, the aerial blade shadows and the silver grid descended, while countless petal and spirit-beast forms rolled in from all sides. A continuous roar of thunder erupted instantly. The obsidian light array was instantly torn apart by the brilliant blade glow and a series of silver arcs, countless petal-like shadows weaving and spiraling in sharp, intersecting blades, emitting a continuous hissing sound of rushing air. Deeper within, countless spirit-beast forms encircled the colossal insect and immediately exploded into brilliant white light. After the surging waves of air dispersed outward, a clearly visible ring of luminous radiance began to ripple outward in concentric circles. The intense, piercing light from the multiple attacks swiftly engulfed the insect’s body completely. Yet the insect remained utterly still throughout, as if truly slain by the combined blows while in a deep sleep. Witnessing this, the senior cultivators such as Bao Hua showed no sign of joy; instead, their faces suddenly grew pale, as though struck by shock. Han Lin’s expression also darkened immediately. All these people here had surely endured countless battles of life and death to become senior bodhisattva elders—no matter how confident they were in their own defenses, none could believe that such a humble, renowned mother, famed only for her quiet reputation, could be so easily eliminated. Without hesitation, each of them raised their vigilance to the highest degree.