Han Li heard these words and his pupils slightly contracted, yet his face did not pale as completely as Bao Hua's. However, the Crab Daoist, who had remained silent until now, suddenly spoke, and what he said stirred Han Li's interest. "A True-Extreme Body! Is that not the true physical form possessed only by Xuan Xian?" the Crab Daoist said calmly. "Oh, even this mere pseudo-Xian body seems to know of my True-Extreme Body. It appears your former master must have been someone from the Immortal Realm." The Mother of the Midge glanced at the Crab Daoist with a look of mild surprise and remarked thus. Han Li furrowed his brows and directly asked, "What exactly is a Xuan Xian? Is it a high-ranking immortal in the Immortal Realm?" "A Xuan Xian is not truly among the highest ranks of immortals, but rather a unique type of existence within the Immortal Realm." They rarely cultivate spiritual essence or true energy, instead focusing intensely on refining their physical bodies, pursuing a path of cultivation distinct from that of ordinary immortals—this path is known among other immortals as "cultivating the immortal body." In terms of divine powers and strength, they far surpass typical immortals of the same rank. The "true immortal body" has nearly become one of the hallmarks of xuanxian immortals. However, while such xuanxian immortals are exceptionally capable among lower-rank immortals, their cultivation becomes increasingly difficult as they progress into the mid-to-high tiers of the immortal realm, and few manage to reach the highest levels. Thus, although xuanxian immortals enjoy great renown throughout the immortal realm, the actual number of those who willingly embrace this path is surprisingly small, and they are not often seen in the immortal world. Crab Daoist replied calmly. "Cultivating the immortal body—this sounds somewhat similar to the strongmen of our human race. Yet, since you are not a high-rank immortal, I wonder: do you believe we still have a chance to compete with them? I'm sure you have some understanding of my true divine abilities. Han Li's expression was unusually gloomy, yet his ears suddenly twitched slightly. A flicker of mood passed through his eyes before he smiled and asked, "If we can immobilize this woman's true essence, preventing her from using her magical abilities and forcing her to fight solely with her physical body—given your capabilities, you should still have a three-in-ten chance. Of course, this assessment is based on the fact that the insect mother's truly perfected, yet still newly formed and not yet fully stabilized." I had also secretly tried several other secret techniques, yet none seemed capable of tearing through the void to allow a direct escape." After taking a deep breath, Han Li turned to Bao Hua and said. The Mother of the Mantis heard Han Li and the Crab Daoist's words, coldly scoffed several times, yet remained still, vigorously rubbing the two Earth Sovereign Spikes held in her hands with her two human-sized palms, gradually dimming their surface glow. She seemed completely unconcerned about their words, solely focused on first securing the two celestial treasures in her possession. "I understand. In that case, we'll have to make a final effort. However, while I do have a way to lend you further assistance, it will require the Crab Brother's support as well. Once I activate it, neither of us will be able to assist you at all." Bao Hua hesitated before biting her silver teeth and speaking. "Ha ha, that's more than sufficient. No more words—just go ahead and act. Do you really intend to wait until it has subdued your two treasures before taking action?" Han Li's face took on a slightly puzzled expression as he spoke calmly. "Very well, Brother Crab," said Bao Hua, equally resolute. A flash of rosy hue across her face, she gave Crab Daoren a sharp, graceful command. Bao Hua naturally knew that the external spiritual power bestowed in this manner could not remain within her body for long—it would dissipate into the void and vanish almost immediately. Yet even with only this brief span of time, it was sufficient for her to summon a move she had never originally intended to deploy. The cost of employing this technique, however, was substantial: not only would her own cultivation level become unstable, possibly plunging her back below the Great Perfection stage, but she would also deeply offend the true master of the Earth Sovereign Nail. She had once forged a deep bond with that master, one that might now be completely eroded. Bao Hua sighed again as she thought of this. Who would have thought that this humble mother of the blight could be so formidable, having mastered even the great divine techniques of the heavenly immortals? Indeed, after their interactions, it was no longer clear whether the entity within her still represented the original cosmic destroyer that had once ravaged multiple realms. After all, neither her nor Han Li was foolish—they had long noticed the suspicious aspects of this current "mother of the weak." Yet by now, neither one cared to waste further effort trying to expose her. For with so many secrets now revealed before them, unceremoniously and without concern, the other side could no longer allow them to leave unscathed—only a full-scale battle remained. It was a case of being caught in the crossfire, but the arrow was already drawn and had to be loosed. With this thought, Bu Hua could not help but smile faintly at the corners of her mouth, though her hands remained steady and without hesitation. She merely gently pressed upon an ancient seal, and instantly, a radiant glow surged over her body. Countless five-colored Sanskrit characters surged forth from within, weaving and flashing in concentric circles, and in an instant, transformed into a resplendent, thirteen-layered luminous wheel. And Baihua herself stood at the very center of the luminous aura, her head bowed, eyes lowered, gently opening her incense-white lips to emit clear, resonant Buddhist chants, flowing like celestial music. Simultaneously, the three-foot cascade of silvery hair from her head down to her waist began to crack and separate, one inch at a time, starting from the roots. A flash of silver light shimmered across her brow, and a delicate silver character, "Bodhi," emerged vividly through her skin. Bao Hua suddenly lifted an arm thick with blossoms, lightly brushing the mother of the moth-like insects. With a faint smile on her face, all the great flowers upon her body instantly withered and fell away as if by magic. Bao Hua herself, in a sudden "gurgle," plummeted like a statue from the height, vanishing completely into the depths below. At the very moment Bao Hua ceased to exist, the thirteen-tiered luminous wheels also began to shatter, piece by piece, transforming into fragments of crystal light. As for Xie Dao Ren, the electric arcs that had once surged around him vanished with a thunderous roar. He quickly settled into a meditative posture, closing his eyes and beginning to sit in stillness and regulate his breath right where he stood. Only then did it become evident that though the true energy transfer had seemed brief, it had nearly depleted the very essence of this pseudo-immortal body—his vital energy now grew faint and intermittent, as though he might vanish entirely at any moment. And just as Bao Hua had fully exerted herself with that decisive point, the Míngchóng Mother, who had been steadily pressing down on the two Earth Sovereign Pins in her hands, suddenly felt an inexplicable jolt in her heart. The two Earth Sovereign Pins, previously crushed beneath her grip, suddenly burst forth with brilliant streaks of light, and countless seven-colored characters surged out. Then, two streams of crimson flame erupted. The two palms directly in the path were instantly engulfed by the flames and vanished into ash as if they had never existed. The two free Earth Sovereign Pins, after emitting a sharp cry, transformed simultaneously into two long, seven-colored serpents and shot swiftly toward the Míngchóng Mother’s body. The Míngchóng Mother murmured a light "Ah!"—and with a simple flick of her arm, the two palms that had turned to ash reappeared on her arms. With a swift reverse motion, she managed to intercept the two pins at an astonishing angle and calmly seized them. "Puff, puff"—as the two Earth Sovereign Pins blurred into form, they disregarded the two palms blocking their path, directly piercing through in a translucent, ethereal manner, and then vanishing instantly into the body of the Mulberry Mother. Startled, the Mulberry Mother raised her palm and scanned the surface, only to find no visible damage—her expression darkened. Upon further inspection of her internal condition, however, her face grew increasingly stern. On a dark, ink-black crystal nucleus within her, the two Earth Sovereign Pins had already transformed into two slender, translucent crystalline formations, firmly embedded and wrapped tightly in a dense network of yellow filaments, rendering her unable to summon even the slightest of her inner powers. "Excellent," she said. "I never expected you to possess the ability to directly awaken the fundamental essence of these two heavenly treasures. While this certainly amplifies their power momentarily, it will take over ten thousand years before they can return to their original state—by then, it will be impossible to restore them to their former glory." Yet by doing such things, you only serve to further infuriate me. Below, I shall slowly tear each of you apart inch by inch, then transmute your immortal essences into puppets to serve me eternally—never to rise again. The woman, mother of the grasshoppers, raised her head, her face stern, and roared. With a sudden motion, she swept one of her anterior limbs across the empty space before her. A sharp crack of air! Instantly, a shimmering blade of wind materialized, and in the next moment, it flashed into place before Crab Master, poised to slice him in two as he sat meditating.