"Since Brother Han has made up his mind to stand by this young lady, I won't hold back any face. Mistress Huaxi, Brother Wuju, we three will handle Brother Han—no need to truly defeat him, merely to keep him occupied so he can't focus on anything else. Let Qingping and Wanhua seize his companions. Then, she shall divide her treasures equally, and the true teachings of Tianding Master shall be duplicated by each of us. Does that sound fair to you all?" Xiao Ming's expression darkened as he turned to address the Mistress Huaxi. "What? We three against him alone? Brother Xiao, when did your wild, bold spirit turn so timid?" The Mistress Huaxi replied with a look of indifference. "Hmph. It seems Mistress Huaxi is unaware of Brother Han's background, hence her confidence. In truth, he is…" Xiao Ming suddenly murmured softly, transmitting his words. Hua Xi's fairy listened to only a few sentences before her face suddenly turned stern, and her gaze toward Han Li instantly filled with deep apprehension. After listening intently, she finally exhaled a long breath and said: "Very well. My husband and I will assist Brother Xiao in keeping this person occupied. However, we hope that Qingping and Wanhua will not have any hidden intentions once they succeed—otherwise, you know how formidable we are; should things go south, don't blame us for turning cold on you." Upon hearing this, Qingping the Daoist was overjoyed and nearly swore an oath, quickly and earnestly responding. Wanhua the Lady also nodded warmly and enthusiastically. Witnessing five Bodhisattvas before him, now openly discussing and planning their alliance, Han Li smiled slightly. With a few silent movements of his lips, he quietly conveyed a few words to Bing Po, whose face had turned pale. At the same time, his little finger tucked against his back subtly trembled, and instantly a thread of golden light, nearly imperceptible, flashed by. The ice essence trembled, and with almost instinctive motion, his body twisted mid-air, instantly teleporting to a new void some hundred paces away. At this moment, the Hua Xi fairy shook her sleeves, and a shimmer of crystalline light flashed over her form, suddenly launching out a series of translucent, round rings—each no larger than a palm. Amidst the dense, closely packed array, there were well over a hundred. Under the impetus of her spell, all the rings emitted a resonant hum and surged forth like a downpour, blurring into view before materializing around Han Li, rushing in from all directions with fierce impact. The old master of purity, who had remained silent and expressionless throughout, simply opened his mouth, and a steady stream of pale golden flame surged out, engulfing his entire body and forming a vast sea of fire. As the golden flame swelled, it rose into a towering wave, several dozen feet high, surging forward and rolling toward the opposite side. Even before the fire truly pressed down upon him, an indescribable heat radiated through the space near Han Li, as though everything there had been instantly ignited. Xiao Ming and his two companions truly lived up to their reputation as senior cultivators of the Great Vehicle school, delivering a stunning opening move that was perfectly synchronized and seamless, effortlessly compelling Bing Po to be forcibly separated from Han Li. Yet strangely, Han Li showed no intention of stepping in to assist Bing Po. Instead, he merely smiled faintly and gently brushed his palm before him. A thunderous roar followed, and a wave of radiant light surged forth. Three small mountains, each several dozen feet high, materialized and swiftly rotated around Han Li before instantly solidifying into an exceptionally dense, translucent luminous shield. As countless circular patterns flashed and struck the shield, they only produced a series of dull thuds, yet the shield remained utterly unshaken. Only when the golden wave of flame surged forcefully against it did the shield tremble slightly—yet it showed no sign of cracking or damage at all. Standing within the luminous aura, Han Li observed this scene, his eyes flashing with sharp intensity. Suddenly, he roared low, and in an instant, his body surged and expanded within the golden light, transforming into a colossal golden-haired ape towering over a hundred zhang high. With both arms, he vaguely reached forward toward the shimmering light curtain before him, then suddenly hurled them—one sharply toward Huaxi's immortal maiden, the other directly at Wu gou Elder. Hua Xi's celestial maiden, upon witnessing such terrifying power, instantly turned pale. With a mere twist of her slender waist, her body silently recoiled backward. At the same time, her jade hand swept through the air, and countless circular rings converged toward their original standing point, merging into a colossal crystalline ring with a diameter of thirty to forty li. After a slight blur, the ring materialized and seamlessly encircled the mountain pressing down, then suddenly contracted. A brilliant, piercing light erupted instantly. The mountain, which had been advancing with great force, momentarily stabilized and then remained rigidly suspended in midair. Meanwhile, the Elder of Wuou, facing a similarly pressing mountain, merely pressed a hand seal. Instantly, the golden sea of flames around her surged upward, coalescing into a golden humanoid figure towering over a hundred li in height. With unwavering courage, she charged forward and delivered a powerful punch directly at the mountain. A thunderous roar echoed through the heavens. The massive fist, along with the entire arm, shattered into countless bursts of golden flame under the mountain's powerful impact. The mountain peak paused in the air, then flashed with light and pressed down again—yet at that moment, the fire-being's other fist surged like a comet, delivering an identical blow. However, after the surge of countless golden flames flowed and rotated, the burst arm of the fire-being had instantly recovered and struck once more without hesitation. Thus, under the relentless barrage of punches from the fire-being, the mountain trembled throughout, its radiance flickering wildly, yet remained steadfast and refused to fall. On the other side, the nine-eyed blood toad shaped by Xiao Ming was darting about, spitting out long tongues, and weaving a network of blood to deflect the suddenly appearing, massive fist-shaped attacks that descended from the sky. Meanwhile, the golden-hair giant ape formed by Han Li was raising both hands and delivering powerful, distant blows. Han Li, facing off against three opponents, had now joined the battle alongside Xiao Ming and the others. Upon seeing the four engage in fierce combat, Lady Wanhua and Qingping Dao-ren were overjoyed. They exchanged a glance, and before Ice-Pei had time to react or retreat, both of them instantly teleported—appearing side by side near Ice-Pei. Lady Wanhua smiled faintly, reaching up to her head and instantly summoning a black wooden hairpin. Without further words, she flicked her wrist. The black sword swayed gracefully in the wind, transforming into a full-length black blade. A sharp "pffft" sound followed, and a swirling layer of black flame immediately rose upon the sword's surface. With merely a slash of her sword toward the empty space opposite, Lady Wanhua caused a ripple of energy to spread through the air, and instantly, a hundred-foot-long fire-jacal—entirely formed from black flame—emerged, roaring and charging directly at Ice-Pei. As for Qingping Dao-ren, he merely shook his sleeve, producing a slender, misty broom from nowhere. With a voice chanting "Infinite Heavenly Sovereign," he suddenly flung the broom toward Ice-Pei. In an instant, a series of sharp hissing sounds erupted, and countless streaks of emerald light flashed, spreading densely across half the sky and fully enveloping the Ice Spirit beneath. Seeing this, the Ice Spirit frowned, raised her delicate hand, and suddenly found a translucent ice shield materializing in her grasp. She then exhaled a concentrated stream of vital energy onto the shield. The shield swayed slightly in the wind before transforming into a layer of shimmering, crystalline ice dome, radiating an intensely cold aura that completely protected the Ice Spirit’s slender form from wind and rain. The emerald filaments, arriving in succession, struck the dome with the sound of rain tapping on a fence, yet were all resolutely repelled. Upon witnessing this, the Lady of a Hundred Flowers did not grow angry—she grew delighted instead. With a sudden gesture of her finger, she pointed it directly at the black fire dragon in the air. Instantly, the black flames on the dragon’s body flared up vigorously, nearly doubling in intensity, and the dragon shook its head and swayed its tail, surging upward before plunging directly toward the Ice Spirit. Under the cascading waves of black flame, the temperature of the space beneath soared dramatically, and A thunderclap roared across the clear sky. A massive arc of electricity, as thick as a water cistern, flickered suddenly and struck precisely at the black dragon's head. Instantly, countless silver filaments shot out and scattered throughout the surrounding void. After a mournful cry, the black dragon's body shattered into fragments, dissolving into scattered points of dark flame and vanishing. "Who—?" The Lady Wanhu gasped in astonishment, clutching her black long sword and swiftly scanning the nearby void with wide eyes. Before she could wait any longer, another rumble of thunder echoed in the heavens, and countless silver arcs materialized out of nowhere, swiftly coalescing into a single mass. As the lightning interwove, a flash of golden light revealed a colossal, radiant creature. The Lady Wanhu quickly focused her gaze and realized it was a giant crab, entirely covered in gleaming golden scales, measuring nearly an acre in size, with its two massive claws radiating a striking, chilling brilliance. “This…,” the Lady Wanhua, who had never seen anything like this, was momentarily stunned. Yet the overwhelming aura emanating from the golden giant crab made her unable to afford the slightest moment of complacency. But before she could even begin to piece together the crab’s origins, the colossal creature raised one of its great turtle-like claws and slammed it into the void ahead. At that instant, a thunderous roar echoed above Lady Wanhua, and a translucent giant turtle shadow, streaked with countless silver arcs, surged forward and struck with tremendous force. Startled and furious, Lady Wanhua emitted a sharp hiss. Suddenly, black flames surged from her back, and a shadow of a massive black lion materialized, opening its massive maw to unleash a beam of black light toward the turtle. A soft "pffft" sound. The black light struck the turtle’s shadow and instantly burst into splinters, rapidly expanding into a cascade of fiery threads that spiraled upward and swiftly encircled the creature, completely enveloping it within moments.