As the symbols spun, the entire disk itself began to shimmer and rotate, with countless runes appearing and vanishing in rapid succession, creating a dazzling and overwhelming spectacle. At the same time, the jade mirror of a deep green hue emitted阵阵 low hums, with swirling streaks of green light dancing across its surface, and something faintly visible within—yet always just out of clear focus. Han Li's expression was solemn, his eyes fixed steadily on the various phenomena unfolding within the disk, as though silently calculating something in his mind. After a full meal's worth of time, the massive disk had spun and shimmered through countless rotations before Han Li's eyes flashed a sudden gleam of sharp clarity. He then breathed a low exclamation: "Found it!" With a simple motion of his arm, he pointed a finger toward the sky, and instantly, an invisible wave of energy enveloped the space around him. A deep, resonant "thud" echoed through the air. The massive circular disk trembled, and most of the runes flickered and vanished, leaving only a dozen isolated symbols arranged into an eerie pattern, radiating a gentle white light from the center. Han Li studied the pattern intently before his gaze shifted to the ancient jade mirror before him. Upon the mirror, streaks of霞 light swirled erratically, and the blurry image on the smooth surface gradually became clear. As the mirror emitted a long, resonant chime, a vast map materialized within it. At some point outside the map, a brilliant, pulsating light spot shimmered steadily, seemingly echoing the pattern on the great disk. Han Li gazed for a moment, then unconsciously furrowed his brow. "Master Han, have we finally located the entrance to the Xiao Ling Realm?" asked Zhu Guo'er, who had been waiting patiently and could no longer hold back. "We've made progress—we've found it, in a way, but not truly found it yet. We can only say we now have a general sense of direction." After a moment of thoughtful silence, Han Li slightly shook his head and said, "The meaning of your words is..." Zhu Guo'er blinked her large eyes, looking utterly confused. "It's simple! The current connection point between the Xiao Ling Realm and the Ling Realm is not on our Fengyuan Continent—it must be on one of the other two continents." Han Li said slowly. "The other continents? You mean the Thunder Continent or the Blood Sky Continent?" Zhu Guo'er was momentarily stunned and immediately asked instinctively. "That's still unclear! The current measurement range of this altar seems limited to Fengyuan Continent alone. To determine the true connection point of the Xiao Ling Realm, we may have to locate altars on the other continents and conduct a fresh calculation." Han Li replied thoughtfully. "Then it seems we'll have to travel to those other continents as well." Zhu Guo'er looked downcast upon hearing this. "It's likely we will. Fortunately, once the spatial connection point to the Xiao Ling Realm is established, it will remain stable for at least several hundred years. We still have ample time to accomplish this. The timing of our arrival in the Xiao Ling Realm, however, has had to be postponed once again." Han Li sighed lightly, displaying a touch of resignation. Fortunately, with his current cultivation level, he can now freely traverse the entire Ling Realm. Traveling to other continents merely takes a bit more time—there are no other concerns. Moreover, the matter he had promised to the Ice-Purity Immortal Maiden when he first took her form has remained firmly in his mind, and now seems perfectly suited to be handled in tandem. Han Li's thoughts move with remarkable speed; in an instant, he had fully mapped out the entire itinerary. Thus, he paid no further attention to the dejected Zhu Guo'er. With a simple flick of his sleeve, he rolled up the ancient mirror, which shimmered like a golden aura, and then, with a single hand gesture, cast a series of incantations toward the pattern array on the altar. A powerful rumble once again echoed through the hall. The various hues of light on the altar suddenly faded away, and the uppermost pattern array instantly settled into stillness. The massive disc floating in the void gradually dispersed, shimmering and trembling as it lost the support of the array's power. Within just a cup of tea's time, all the strange phenomena on the altar vanished completely, leaving the altar once again as it had been—its once-weathered, worn appearance restored. As the golden glow on Han Li's body surged and then rolled away, he and Zhu Guo'er vanished together, leaving no trace behind. The next moment, they appeared side by side beside the silver moon at the base of the altar. "Han brother, how is it going?" the silver moon asked, her gaze fixed steadily on him. "Not too bad, though not exactly great," Han Li chuckled, then proceeded to share his calculations with the silver moon. After listening attentively, the silver moon's gaze gently shifted, and suddenly smiled warmly. "Indeed, as you said, this outcome is quite favorable. Though we haven't yet secured immediate access to the entrance of Xiao Ling World, it does confirm that the method revealed by the precious flower is truly viable." Then, as long as we make a trip to other continents within a certain period and find a similar Shen Nan altar, we can surely locate the entrance." "It seems we'll have to visit other continents at least once. I originally had matters to attend to there as well, so this will be a perfect opportunity to handle everything at once. Not only now, but we should also make a visit to the Ling race first, and settle the matter of our ancestor's ordeal during the celestial transformation before proceeding." Han Li nodded and said this. "I'll follow your suggestion. Still, this Ling King is so enigmatic—don't let your guard down, Han Li." Silver Moon naturally had no objections, but still offered a reminder. "Rest assured, I'll be careful. Whether or not this Ling King has truly lived for over a million years, his origins are highly suspicious. In fact, I'm genuinely interested in him!" Han Li smiled slightly. "Wait—do you suspect this Ling King isn't native to our realm?" Silver Moon, ever perceptive, was startled by this and immediately grasped the meaning behind Han Li's words. "I've consulted several ancient texts. Compared to the human, immaterial, and yaksha clans, the spiritual clan has actually been around in the spiritual realm for a relatively short period of time—roughly the same span as the White Ten Thousand Years. Moreover, a large number of spiritual clan members suddenly emerged in a remarkably short timeframe and have continued to grow ever since." Han Li did not directly answer Yin Yue's question but instead calmly offered a few analytical remarks. Hearing this, Yin Yue's expression changed several times, though she did not press further—her mind now had a clear answer. "Since the matter here has been settled, it's time for us to return. Though this old master, Huashishi, may not be particularly strong, he certainly possesses notable expertise in water-based spiritual techniques. Should we travel to other continents, his skills might prove useful. We should bring him back to the Sacred Island together." After glancing upward at the sky, Han Li said this. "This seems entirely feasible." Staying close to a master in the Mahayana stage, occasionally receiving guidance, surely would not be something that Flower Stone would hesitate to offer," Silver Moon said, smiling slightly. Han Li chuckled, said nothing, and with a single hand gesture, summoned a golden rainbow that wrapped around the three of them, then broke through the air, soaring upward. ... Six months later, within a hidden sanctuary of one of the two holy island clans, a clear, resonant roar suddenly burst forth, echoing powerfully into the heavens and shaking the surrounding spiritual clouds of the island with steady tremors. Such an impressive sound naturally alerted the senior beings on the island. They all looked at one another with expressions of great delight. Meanwhile, Han Li, who was refining a certain pill in his cave dwelling, merely smiled gently upon hearing the roar. He gently inscribed a hand seal into the cauldron, then raised his head to gaze toward the direction of the sound, murmuring softly, "Master Flower has finally fully recovered. It seems we can now set off for the Spiritual Realm." "I hope this journey brings some real results!" After saying this, Han Li ignored everything and pressed another set of hand seals, continuing to stimulate the silver flames gathering beneath the cauldron. ... A month later, the massive silhouette of the Magi Spirit Vessel reappeared above the Sacred Island, and shortly thereafter, it broke through the air with a resonant roar. On board the vessel, Han Li, Yin Yue, and Zhu Guo'er were all present, along with Mo Jianli and Flower Shi, the combined form of a spirit beast. As Flower Shi had mentioned, upon hearing Han Li's intention to keep her with him for some time, she immediately expressed great joy and readily agreed. After only briefly returning to her abode to gather a few personal items, she hurriedly joined Han Li on the Sacred Island. Han Li did not overlook this Congti immortal race either. He not only bestowed upon him several pills, but also offered a few pointers regarding his cultivation practices, which proved immensely beneficial. As a result, within just half a year, the elder Huashishu managed to break through the long-standing initial stage of cultivation he had previously struggled with, advancing all the way to the mid-Congti stage. With this achievement, the elder Huashishu, who had always held deep reverence for Han Li, naturally developed a growing sense of gratitude, beginning to treat him almost as a half-disciple. As soon as the great vessel departed from the Sacred Island, it immediately set off in the direction it had already determined, swiftly journeying toward its destination. Thanks to the remarkable speed of the Mo Ling Sacred Vessel, it reached the Deep-Sea City in less than two months. Han Li and Mo Jianli only stayed in the city for a few days, meeting with several elders before directly boarding the vessel and entering the Wild Frontier realm. With two senior cultivators aboard, the normally perilous Wild Frontier appeared to the passengers as a smooth, uneventful journey akin to traversing a continental landmass. Several ancient beasts encountered along the way were swiftly eliminated by the numerous puppets aboard the great vessel, requiring little intervention from Han Li and Mo Jianli. The only significant challenge arose when passing through a vast gulf, where an unexpectedly fierce storm sea suddenly emerged. Columns of wind, each reaching over ten thousand zhang in height, surged densely and pressed relentlessly against the great vessel. Even with its immense size, the Mòlíng Sacred Vessel appeared remarkably small under such celestial power. Though the vessel's puppets combined their efforts and managed to slightly impede the advancing wind columns, they could not fully eliminate the threat. At this moment, Han Li and Mo Jianli stepped forth, one on each side of the vessel, left and right. Han Li raised a low cry, then extended both hands, causing clusters of lightning to materialize in mid-air, which instantly transformed into two thunder swords and struck forward with powerful, consecutive blows. Another, golden light swirling around the body suddenly transformed into a colossal golden-haired ape, over a hundred zhang long. After raising its head and emitting a long roar, it then swung its two massive fists, pounding fiercely.