Han Li sneered, silently pressing a series of hand seals within his mind. At once, the gray light screen surged with unusual waves of agitation. As the fine filaments made contact, they trembled and shattered into fragments. The golden fist-images, surging upward like a tidal wave, each radiating immense power, were struck by the three massive serpent heads spewing out brilliant light showers—though appearing remarkably fierce—were nonetheless shattered and dispersed under the thunderous impact. On the other side, the dark giant's massive footfalls, after being struck repeatedly by the unceasing wave of fist-images, trembled violently, yet continued to press down, its surface glyphs flashing rapidly. Han Li observed this, his expression sharpening with cold resolve—though he made no visible movement—yet the colossal form behind him suddenly blurred and vanished. Instantly, the void behind the immortal giant twisted, and a towering figure of gleaming gold, no shorter than Han Li himself, materialized, manifesting the form of the Buddha of the Vedic Sanctity. The Golden Body's three faces remained expressionless. Two of its arms blurred slightly, then unexpectedly pressed firmly against the giant's shoulders. The Immortal of Unfading Heaven was startled—his shoulders trembled sharply, and he strained to break free. Yet suddenly, a brilliant purple-gold light erupted from the two palms of the Golden Body, radiating an immense power that surged forth in a sudden burst. The Immortal felt his body grow heavy, and for a moment, his form seemed to stall. In the meantime, the other four arms of the Golden Body moved with an eerie grace, and four fists of the same hue struck unexpectedly at the giant's chest, just inches away. The giant roared in fury, and a wave of dark light surged over him, enveloping him in a jade-green battle armor. At the same time, his head lowered, and the two curved horns on his head swelled out, transforming into massive black blades that plunged sharply toward the opponent. Two deep, resonant thuds echoed. When the two purple-gold fists made contact with the bent horns, they unexpectedly rebounded with a flash. However, the remaining two fists struck the giant's chest silently and without resistance. Immediately, the sound of cracking bones erupted. Han Li had nearly perfected the Fàn Shèng Zhēn Mó Technique, augmented by several other secret arts, making his transformed Fàn Shèng Golden Body exceptionally strong—far beyond what any ordinary Dà Chéng cultivator could imagine. The Immortal of Unstoppable Heaven felt a sudden warmth in his chest. As golden and black light interwove, his surface of dark green battle armor instantly sank into two deep, large dents, then crumbled and shattered in segments. Simultaneously, powerful forces surged through his entire body. The giant's massive form trembled, and before it could utter a sound, it tilted and fell diagonally backward. Below, a thunderous rumble shook the earth and mountains. The giant formed by the Immortal of Unstoppable Heaven plunged several feet into the ground, its upper half completely buried beneath the soil. All of this unfolded almost simultaneously, in a lightning-fast sequence. Han Li snorted a laugh, raised his hand and, with a flash of emerald light, a long, misty-green sword instantly materialized. He grasped it with his five fingers, then gave his wrist a slight flick—immediately, a cascade of emerald sword energy surged downward, forming a towering mountain of blade force. Though Tian Zun of Unbroken Immortality was deeply shocked and furious, he had just been struck by the golden body, causing his meridians to momentarily disarray and his limbs to falter. He could only open his mouth and exhale a massive, dark shield, which materialized as a luminous barrier in front of him. An endless network of blood filaments erupted from the giant's wounds, rapidly knitting and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. "Immortal Body!" Han Li was momentarily stunned by this sight. Yet, as his lips curled slightly into a cold, mocking smile, his jade-long sword trembled and he prepared to launch a more powerful assault upon the giant. As for Huang Yuanzi standing beside him, he also produced a glowing crimson crystal ring, its surface pulsing with fine streaks of red light, as though attempting to cast an unseen spell upon him. Han Li's expression darkened; at the same moment, his jade-long sword and the celestial golden form floating above him vanished. Then, raising his head, he let out a long, resonant roar, and his figure surged and expanded, the golden characters swirling and surging around him, transforming within moments into a colossal golden-furred ape towering over a hundred zhang. With merely a flick of his two arms, the ape caused a deep hum to ripple through the surrounding space, and a powerful wave of force swept outward, dispersing the majority of the seals. These seals, once held together by the intricate array of banners, now trembled violently, some even snapping in mid-air. The three Dao practitioners below saw this sudden development and their faces instantly tightened, yet they did not cease their hand gestures, and a sharp, piercing cry escaped their lips. At the same time, a ripple of disturbance emanated from Han Li's immediate vicinity, and three slender serpents, each as thick as a human thumb, materialized and swiftly coalesced into Han Li raised both eyes, extended one hand horizontally before him, and with a precise snap of three fingers resembling forged steel. "Thud. Thud. Thud." Three resonant impacts echoed. Of the three small snakes, two trembled as if struck by lightning and flew backward. The last, a crimson little snake, however, twisted its body and unexpectedly evaded the direct attack, then, in a blur, bit down on the fingertip that the giant ape had launched out. The giant ape roared low, flipped his palm, and grasped the snake firmly, then crushed it between his fingers until it burst into fragments. The three figures from Sanquandao watched the scene unfold, neither surprised nor alarmed—they instead chuckled with satisfaction. With a further vigorous shake of both arms, the giant ape opened all the seals at once, and the remaining banners trembled and snapped in two, dissolving the binding spell array. At that very moment, the five-colored glow of the pavilion beneath Huang Yuan's feet rolled upward, and his jade ring flashed briefly before vanishing into the light. At the same time, a sudden flash of five-colored mist appeared above the giant ape's head, and a massive crimson cloud of fire descended, its inner glow flickering. Instantly, a colossal crystal ring materialized at the ape's waist, tightening firmly—immediately causing a brilliant crimson glow to surge across its surface, with roaring flames bursting forth and engulfing the giant ape completely. Only then did Huang Yuan's face reveal a subtle look of satisfaction. Though the ring appeared unremarkable, it was actually a rare treasure—crafted from a fragment of the ancient celestial relic he had obtained from a prehistoric immortal's dwelling. This ring could expand or contract at will, was exceptionally resilient, and its emitted flames were refined from several distinct types of spiritual fire. Even a mere half-star of contact would typically reduce ordinary cultivators to ash. With the power of the Nine-Phantom Graceful Door amplified, he had instantly ensnared Han Li with the ring, intending that while Han Li might not die immediately, he would certainly suffer severe injuries. Yet, at the very next moment, a thunderous roar erupted within the flames. The entire crystal ring suddenly swelled and contracted erratically, then burst with a series of brilliant flashes, scattering countless crystal shards. After the inner crimson flame surged and subsided, the golden-mantled giant ape stepped out unharmed, as if untouched, with not a single hair or strand damaged. On the grand pavilion, Huang Yuan was stunned, his eyes wide open, nearly unable to believe what he had just witnessed. San-quan Dao人, seeing this, also turned pale, displaying a look of astonishment, but then recalled something, and immediately broke into a cold laugh, turning to Huang Yuan and saying: "Master Huang, there's no need to worry! Though this person possesses great powers, he was bitten by my Blood-Infusing Serpent just now. He is now suffering from blood toxicity, unaware of it. In just a few more moments, his vital blood will solidify completely, rendering him unable to summon even the slightest magical energy. No matter how profound his strength, what can he do?" "Brother San-quan, is this truly so?" Huang Yuan, upon hearing this, was naturally filled with both surprise and delight. "As for this matter, how could I speak nonsense? If you doubt it, just listen—count ten with me, and he'll be unable to stand any longer. One, two, three..." Huang Yuanzi spoke with unwavering confidence and indeed began to count aloud. The colossal ape in the air opposite remained expressionless, only suddenly slapping the air with a massive, broad paw. A tremendous roar echoed, and a powerful wave of force surged downward, blurring into a sweeping surge. The Unvanquished Heavenly Sovereign, who had just regained full strength and risen to half his height from the ground, was suddenly pressed down by this force, collapsing once more into the earth. The Unvanquished Sovereign, now manifesting as a giant, his face streaked with crimson like blood, let out a howling cry resembling that of a wolf. Then, black mist surged violently across his body, causing his form to expand further—his entire frame rippled with veins, sprouting slender, pale bone spines several inches long. His appearance became terrifyingly fierce. Immediately upon completing the transformation, the giant clenched his hands tightly and slammed them forcefully into the ground. A jolt ran through the ground nearby, splitting it open into two dark fissures on either side. Drawing strength from this surge, the giant leaped violently out of the crater, roared sharply toward the sky, then stamped the earth with one foot, instantly transforming into a swirling black wind that surged straight toward the colossal ape. Han Li observed this, his brows slightly furrowed. Yet the giant ape merely slammed both hands against its chest, and a brilliant golden light erupted from its body, within which a small figure about a foot tall emerged—crystalline-eyed, without eyebrows or nose, clad in deep purple and gold—none other than the Golden Insect King. As soon as the figure shot out, it suddenly widened its eyes in focus, and two shimmering sword beams burst forth from its form. The beams spiraled and vanished in an instant, absorbed into the swirling black wind. Suddenly, a piercing, mournful cry erupted within the black wind, followed immediately by a cascade of blood rain.