Jingdun suddenly surged with brilliant light, aiming to deflect the punch. Yet, as the golden fist struck it, a brilliant purple flash erupted violently upon the surface. Jingdun trembled slightly, then cracked and fragmented piece by piece under the purple glow. The elder’s protective aura, however, blurred slightly before being pierced straight through—like thin paper—and landed solidly upon his body. The elder named Yi was stunned, instantly channeling his secret technique with full force, pouring every ounce of true energy into his battle armor. "Boom!" The blood-colored patterns on the silver armor instantly transformed into surging runes, forming a blood curtain that enveloped the elder completely. Seeing this, the giant ape flashed a look of quiet scorn. With his five fingers gently spreading, a brilliant silver light suddenly glowed in his palm. At that moment, several layers of silver patterns, previously stacked and layered, simultaneously burst into light, and a sharp silver beam surged forth, rolling out from within. The giant ape himself seemed to blur into nothingness, vanishing completely from his spot. "No!" The elder first stared in astonishment, but as his spiritual awareness sensed the power radiating from the silver light, his face instantly turned pale. A cry burst from his lips, and suddenly his cranial dome split open, a translucent figure about a foot long leaping forth. At that very moment, the silver light had already struck solidly upon the blood curtain. A thunderous roar, echoing across the nine heavens, erupted suddenly in the sky. A radiant silver sun gradually rose from where the Yi-family elder had stood, its surface densely covered with silver characters that subtly formed arrays of varying sizes and shapes. Yet in the next instant, the sun—along with those arrays—flickered and then exploded, sending forth a towering column of light that surged through the celestial and terrestrial energies. Waves of silver energy surged outward like a tidal surge, rolling out in waves that thundered and shook the very space, as if the heavens were truly collapsing and the earth splitting apart. The blood-red wolf head and the Buddha-like form, initially locked in a stalemate, were suddenly stunned by the overwhelming celestial phenomenon—the surging silver moon. The blood-burning Shuruhu clan mothers, engaged in fierce combat nearby, reacted in unison, drawing back with their powers withdrawn to avoid being affected by this terrifying force. Upon reappearing at the horizon, the onlookers now gazed at Han Li with varied expressions. The woman was furious, no longer able to attend to what was happening with Han Li. She rolled on the ground instantly and suddenly manifested three identical, fierce spider forms, charging straight toward Xue Ran and the other two. In moments, the battle once again became entangled and fiercely contested. As for Mo Jianli and the four adult Shura Spiders, they had completely vanished—having moved the battlefield to some unknown location. A deep rumble followed, and the massive beam of light flashed and then faded away. Silver ripples spread out and then dissolved into nothingness. For a while, the space seemed calm, with only the steady warmth of the heat lingering. Yet where the old Yi-family elder had stood, there was now nothing—no trace remained. It seemed as though this senior cultivator of the Wugang Sect had truly perished in that single strike. The blood-draped maiden observed this scene closely, her bright eyes narrowing slightly, a strange coldness passing through her. At that moment, five or six hundred paces from where the elder had originally stood, a ripple surged, and a small figure shimmering with five-colored light suddenly appeared. Dressed in armor resembling crystal, the figure held a small jade seal in both hands, and its appearance was exactly like the elder's—clearly its fully mature Yuan婴. The small figure stared with deep resentment at the spot where its physical body had vanished, then, without a word, ignited the luminous glow on its body and shot downward toward Shishi City in a long arc of light. However, as its flight light was just beginning to rise, a sudden burst of spiritual radiance erupted in front, and a golden silhouette with three heads and six arms materialized, precisely blocking its path. Startled, the figure swiftly altered its trajectory, turning its long arc and plunging downward. Yet, as soon as it changed direction, ripples surged beneath it, and two large, furry hands tore through the space and emerged. From within, a golden giant ape, over ten paces tall, leapt out, immediately spewing a massive golden arc from its mouth. The little man was startled; though he tried to evade it in midair, he found himself too late and could only helplessly throw the small seal in his hand. It expanded with the wind, growing into a disk the size of a grinding stone, to shield his front. "Boom!" The golden arc struck the large green seal with great force, sending it flying backward, but the golden arc itself then vanished instantly, as if it had never existed. The golden-mantled giant ape's face darkened, and with one great step forward, he swiftly reached out a massive hand to seize it. However, during this brief pause, the elder's Yuan-Infant had already swiftly pressed hand seals with both hands. As his body burst with a "boom," he dissolved into a swirling array of feathers, vanishing completely in place. At that very moment, a ripple of disturbance surged from a hundred paces behind the giant ape, and the little man's form flickered, reappearing, then instantly transformed into a radiant glow and shot toward the stone city. He had only flickered twice, and now stood mere steps from the outer light screen of the city—just one more teleportation would allow him to escape into it But at that very moment, a cold snort echoed from somewhere, instantly reaching the elder's Yuan婴's awareness like a lightning strike. His spirit was jolted, his true energy condensed within him, and he nearly fell from the sky. As the young figure's ethereal glow began to dissipate, sudden points of yellow light appeared in the surrounding void, spinning steadily before transforming into clusters of earth-yellow crystals. Simultaneously, the hazy yellow sand mist swirling around them surged into a powerful gale, enveloping the elder's Yuan婴 completely, while an invisible, immense force began to roll and press downward with growing intensity toward the center. The young figure's body shimmered with a flash of crystalline light, immediately emitting sharp, cracking sounds, his face contorted with intense pain, as though he would be crushed and burst under the pressure at any moment. Yet the surrounding force continued to grow stronger, rising rapidly and steadily. At that moment, the golden giant standing not far away suddenly stood motionless in the void. Yet, without anyone noticing, its celestial dome had split open into two, and a small figure, about two feet tall and dressed in green robes, appeared upon it. With one palm gently resting flat, a small gourd, only an inch long, rotated steadily within his palm. Streams of golden light emerged from the gourd's mouth, only to vanish in a flash, dissolving into the void. Each time a stream of light disappeared, the immense power surrounding the elder's immortal essence intensified by a noticeable degree. Han Li had already anticipated the escape path of the elder with the surname Yi, and without hesitation, he released his fully matured immortal essence and activated the recently acquired artifact, quietly arranging the fierce, blazing golden sand known as Li Sha Jin Gang. Despite the elder's immortal essence possessing several extraordinarily refined and subtle techniques, it was immediately overwhelmed by Han Li's subtle spiritual attacks and then further battered by the relentless assault of the golden sand, quickly falling into a precarious and unstable state. At the very moment when the elder's life hung in the balance, the blood-draped maiden finally launched her attack. It seemed the maiden had employed some unseen means—without any prior warning, the four wolf-headed monsters at her side suddenly exploded. As a result, ripples surged through the void within the gusty wind outside the light curtain, and four clumps of blood mist materialized instantly. Each mist then curled and swirled, enveloping the elder's immortal essence as if it were a living being. The elder immediately sensed the immense pressure around him ease, and with great relief, rolled to the ground. Suddenly, he transformed into a translucent peacock about a foot long. With a flutter of his wings, a vibrant, five-colored flame erupted and surged vigorously. Seeing this, Han Li's immortal essence narrowed his eyes, and the yellow gourd in his hands emitted a cascade of golden light, with countless translucent runes faintly floating on its surface. At once, the gale that had been encircling the elder's immortal essence expanded dramatically, growing in size by more than a factor of two, and large, fist-sized crystalline grains began to appear and fade in and out within the wind, radiating an eerie At the same time, in the high sky on one side of the hurricane, a violent surge of energy rippled through—revealing a golden form towering over a hundred zhang, none other than Han Li's Buddha-Saint Golden Body. As soon as this golden form materialized, it extended six arms into the air, grasping at the void, and instantly manifested six different types of weapons—spikes, staffs, hammers, rulers, rings, and halberds—each of varying weight. With a powerful roar, it hurled them all toward the center of the massive peak. Above the Stone City, a ripple of energy surged in the empty space beside a young girl studying in a schoolgirl's dress. From the shimmer, a miniature peacock with one half of its wings missing soared forth. As soon as it materialized, it cried out in a sharp, elderly voice: "Master Yan, save me quickly! Only your spiritual resonance and reversal technique can mend my immortal essence. As soon as you restore my immortal embryo, I will surely repay you with great benefits later!" Just as the words fell, a flash of light rippled across the peacock's body, and it once again assumed human form—though half of its body had vanished, its vitality now frail, as if it might truly perish at any moment. Though the young girl had assisted it and its true spirit had broken through to escape, the combined force of the strange Lìshà Jīnghāng Sand and the six sacred blades of the Buddhist Saint had still caught it off guard, severely damaging its immortal embryo. If the young maiden did not employ the power of time to intervene, she might well fall short of the Great Enlightenment stage. It thus comes as no surprise that he had spoken so anxiously earlier. "Very well," the young maiden glanced at the elder cultivator with his Yuan婴, nodded calmly, and raised one jade hand, lightly brushing it forward.