A thunderous roar erupted in the void! As the green light of the Cui Meng sword flashed, the space before Han Li suddenly collapsed. The ambient energies of the surrounding heavens and earth surged like water flowing through a funnel, rushing violently toward a single point and then radiating out with an atmosphere of terrifying, universe-shattering power. For the first time since advancing to the Great Perfection stage, Han Li had fully unleashed the true might of the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword. This crystalline thread seemed ordinary at first glance, yet at the very moment it appeared, the entire sky dimmed, and the surrounding void resonated with a low hum, gradually distorting in a rhythmic, layered manner. Every direction of space curved uniformly toward the thread, as if all things were gathering in sacred devotion. "Impossible! This must be the Line of Law!" The young girl, trapped within the Bloom Spirit Realm, gasped aloud, her face finally revealing astonishment and outrage. Suddenly, she cried out in a sharp scream, and black flames surged across her body, forming a dense armor of countless sharp, bone-like spines. Within the black flames, gray runes swirled erratically, while each spine shone as clear and luminous as jade, with delicate, silvery spiritual patterns winding around them in concentric circles—exquisitely carved and refined. And at the next instant, a ripple surged before the girl, and the crystalline thread materialized silently—though she was brimming with divine abilities, under the constraints of the spiritual realm, she could not evade it. She could only watch as this "line of law" blurred slightly before sweeping down in a powerful, rolling strike. Though the strange black flame and bony armor slightly impeded the thread, they could not halt its progress, and it passed through everything as if hastening decay. The girl cried out in agony—her body split cleanly at the waist, while her face, limbs, and other parts simultaneously revealed countless fine streaks of blood, and within the next moment, she shattered into countless fragments of flesh and bone. "Excellent!" Bo Hua beamed with delight, immediately pressing a hand seal. The once colossal tree flashed with light and shrank instantly to one hundredth of its original size, transforming into a miniature specimen barely half a foot tall. Radiant and sparkling, concentric rings of seven-colored light radiated outward. Bo Hua then moved her fingers, grasping the small tree firmly, and swiftly swept it through the space beneath her. A soft "puff" sound, and the branches and countless blossoms on the small tree withered and vanished instantly. At the same time, the young girl found countless blood-red giant flowers suddenly blooming around the scattered flesh fragments that had been transformed into her form. Each blood blossom spun gently before flaring open, its petals unfolding to enclose a piece of flesh, then exploding into a radiant pink burst. When all the explosions had concluded, the scattered flesh fragments had completely disappeared, leaving not a trace in the spiritual realm. At this moment, the small tree in the young woman's hands had also exhausted its full power during the previous strike. The bare trunk trembled suddenly and then dissolved into a faint, ethereal form. The entire spiritual realm surged violently, and countless petals momentarily collapsed and faded away. Finally, the Xuan Tian Spiritual Realm ceased to exist. In the now empty, vast space, only Han Li and the Flower Maiden remained. "The Law Threads! Han brother, I never expected you could command this Xuan Tian Supreme Treasure to such a degree. I am truly amazed!" "Bao Hua glanced at Han Li, her expression somewhat strange, and said, 'That thing I just saw is known as a "rule-thread." Its power is truly far beyond what it was before.'" Han Li raised his hand, sweeping the emerald-long sword in his hands, his expression equally unusual, and replied, "Is it possible that you've never before successfully condensed such a thread?" Bao Hua was momentarily stunned. "Indeed, I've never seen anything like this before. All I did was fully channel the power of this celestial treasure sword." Han Li smiled calmly. "I don't know what to say. Could it be that this celestial sword has always been nurtured and grown within your body from the very beginning? Otherwise, it would be an exceedingly rare occurrence—almost impossible—for a celestial treasure to form even a single rule-thread during cultivation. Countless masters of celestial treasures have devoted tens of thousands, even up to several tens of thousands of years, to refining and nurturing them, yet still never managed to touch the edge of such a rule-thread." Bao Hua chuckled softly. "Then, perhaps, it's truly a matter of good fortune that Han Li has managed to achieve this so effortlessly." "But I am more interested in your Xuan Tian Ling Yu. Would it be possible for you to share a few more insights with me in the future?" Han Li's gaze flickered, and he lightly cleared his throat before replying. "The methods of Xuan Tian Ling Yu were painstakingly uncovered by me, after much effort, from a fragmented ancient text. However, many aspects still remain incomplete, and thus fall far short of a true Ling Yu. Should Master Han truly be interested, we might well exchange ideas and insights whenever we have the opportunity." Po Huā spoke with her expression unchanged. "Very well. I believe that is exactly what I have been seeking. Nevertheless, I remain somewhat uneasy—after our combined attack, did the Yuan Shen Embodiment of the Míng Chong Mother truly perish? For some reason, I still feel a lingering sense of unease." Han Li nodded first, then furrowed his brow, asking a follow-up question. "After all, the opponent was merely an embodiment of the Míng Chong Mother, not the Mother herself." Under the power of the Dual Laws, there should have been absolutely no chance at all. Yet the pressure still lingering in my mind and spirit has not lessened in the slightest. The jade flower's face darkened, and after a pause, she slowly said, her words surprisingly aligning closely with Han Li's own feelings. "So, the other party has not actually perished, merely been severely wounded and temporarily incapacitated?" Han Li's expression slightly changed. "It's likely so." The jade flower smiled faintly. "Let's set that aside for now. Being able to wound them so severely is already a fortunate outcome. What matters now is that we swiftly seize this opportunity to locate the true form of the pest's mother. The two esteemed friends haven't sent any word back yet—seems they haven't succeeded yet." After a moment's thought, Han Li said this. "This natural..." Buoh smiled slightly, just about to reply when suddenly, from where the little girl had vanished, a sharp voice rang out: "You thought defeating Mingyi would secure your peace—what a colossal joke! Now let me, Ming Er, give you a proper encounter." As the words fell, a colossal, sky-reaching claw suddenly materialized in the heavens and plunged down with a fierce grip toward Han Li and Buoh. The claw, with its five fingers spread wide, nearly obscured half the sky. Its tip, armored with a sharp, crystalline sheen, stretched over ten dozen paces, glowing with a cold, jade-like light. The impact left five long, luminous white trails in the air, as if the very sky had been torn asunder. "Don't rush, Ming Er! Give me Han Li and Buoh a proper show!" A second, deeper, more somber voice echoed from all around. At the very moment Han Li heard this voice, an odd, eerie laugh suddenly reached his ears—soft, feminine, at once alluring and breathy. Han Li's spirit consciousness suddenly grew hazy, his eyes flickering with a sense of bewilderment, and his hand movements slowed further. At the same time, a thunderclap of extraordinary force erupted—massive gray-white electric arcs surged from the sky, rushing down with fierce momentum to strike Han Li. Though Han Li's spirit was exceptionally strong, bolstered by the transcendent cultivation technique of "Refining the Spirit," within the very span of that moment of disorientation, a cool energy surged from his dantian, swiftly spiraling upward to his head, instantly restoring his clarity. At that moment, a delicate cry rang out from Bao Hua's side. With a yellow glow spiraling upward in her hands, the Earth Sovereign Nail suddenly expanded to a height of over a thousand zhang and surged powerfully toward the vast, towering claw in the sky. The five sharp claws of the giant claw abruptly retracted, transforming into five massive jade-like blades that slashed down with fierce momentum—seeming utterly unafraid of the colossal nail beneath. A thunderous roar of earth-shattering force erupted as the giant nail met the five jade blades, sparking an intense, dazzling display of vivid yellow and bright green light, creating a moment of tense stalemate. Meanwhile, the gray and white electric arcs relentlessly pursued the ethereal silhouette of Han Li, never relenting, as if they would never turn back until their target was completely extinguished. "Merely ordinary evil lightning! Do you truly think I cannot handle this?" Han Li's voice, sharp with fury, echoed simultaneously from dozens of spectral forms. At the same time that the thunderous roar echoed, several dozen golden electric serpents shot forth from the hands of these spectral figures, only to shatter and vanish upon contact with the gray-white electric arcs—cracking with a soft hiss. The gray-white arcs, though dimmed slightly, remained undamaged and continued rushing toward the spectral forms, which had just begun to manifest as vivid illusions. The seemingly tenacious and direct arc of electricity instantly fragmented, as if encountering its match, upon making contact with the white light column, and was completely absorbed and swallowed by the brilliance in an instant. Meanwhile, the rich purple-gold glow that had been circulating throughout Han Li's body dimmed by nearly half following this strike. Though his punch appeared overwhelmingly powerful, it had caused a noticeable loss of inner qi.