On one side, the world roared with blood and flame, countless skeletons formed from black mist leaping and howling, swirling wildly. On the other, the world shimmered with lush greenery, filled with trees and vines, countless multicolored butterflies darting and spiraling above and below. These two worlds, centered around a boundary, constantly collided like tides, either setting trees and butterflies ablaze and turning them to ash with the blood and flame, or causing the trees and vines to grow thicker and stronger within the flame, engulfing countless skeletons and incorporating them as nourishment. The relentless pressure and impact between these two vastly different worlds had formed a massive vortex at the center, spinning furiously yet silently—so quietly, it seemed as though all of this were merely a fleeting illusion. "Interesting. These two are indeed capable—already grasping some of the fundamental techniques of the spiritual realms, though only at the surface level. A typical late-stage cultivator would struggle to match this. Jin'er, go and slay that lizard beast. I'll handle this ghost king." Han Li's eyes brightened, and after murmuring a few words, his voice suddenly grew cold as he issued a command. The golden figure beside him flashed a cold gleam in its eyes, nodded, and then leapt forward, transforming into a golden rainbow to charge directly at the two-headed giant lizard below. Han Li himself rolled to the ground, shifting into a thunderous phoenix hundreds of zhang long, with countless silver arcs swirling around him. With a flutter of his wings, he surged forward like a hurricane, heading straight toward the blood sea below. As the light curtain shattered, both Wenxin Phoenix and the white bone figure, previously engaged in combat, immediately became aware of Han Li and the Gold-Feeding Insect King's presence. The Wenxin Phoenix was naturally overjoyed. However, upon seeing Han Li, now transformed into a divine phoenix, descend from the heavens, the white bone figure—once the embodiment of Yin Shi Ghost King—was startled and no longer willing to remain passive and seated as before. As the green flame flared in its eyes, one hand suddenly hurled the bowl in its grasp skyward. Instantly, countless blood-colored runes surged forth, forming a rolling wave that swelled into a mountain-sized mass and surged directly toward the golden figure manifesting as a golden rainbow, enveloping it. At the same time, a thunderous roar erupted from beneath its feet, and a dozen massive blood-jade dragons leapt out, charging toward the great phoenix with outstretched jaws and limbs. Wenxin Feng was startled upon seeing this, and immediately hurried to quickly chant incantations with both hands, rapidly tapping the green world with his ten fingers as if they were turning in a wheel. At that moment, he paid little attention to coordinating an attack alongside Han Li against the white bone figure. The golden figure made no pause. With a single surge of the spell, it leapt forward, merging instantly with two beams of crystalline light to form a broad, astonishing arc of brilliant rainbow hue. In a single flash, it reached the two-headed giant lizard, circling it wildly and vaguely. Though aware of the impending disaster, the giant lizard could not evade due to the agile maneuvers of the giant mink. Only after releasing a layer of crimson flame across its body did it get severed into several fragments by the radiant arc. Yet this creature possessed extraordinary vitality—its severed sections writhed and emitted swirling masses of black vapor, gradually rejoining and healing. At that moment, the giant mink surged forward, a gust of fresh wind sweeping through, leaping to the side of the lizard and lifting its forelimb to press firmly against one of the severed sections, then lowering its mouth to bite down. Amid the lizard’s frantic movements, the mink swiftly consumed the entire section in a few bites, then turned around with great enthusiasm to bite into another nearby fragment. Crystalline light flashed! A golden figure materialized in the nearby void, coldly observing the scene below, showing no intention to intervene. Thus, in the span of a moment, the two-headed giant lizard was completely devoured by the giant mink. On the other side, as soon as the dozen blood-jacals had fully manifested their golden forms, the giant phoenix shaped by Han Li shook its wings, and a powerful rumbling sound erupted across its body. Thick golden electric arcs shot out from its surface, forming a network of lightning that surged downward and enveloped the blood-jacals. Upon witnessing this, the white bone black lotus felt no admiration at all. If the other party believed these blood-jacals were merely illusions and thus easily dismissible, then they were entirely mistaken. The blood sea beneath it had been crafted from the impure blood of the ninth-ninth eighth cycle, and thus the blood-jacals it manifested were far from ordinary—though not quite on par with true dragon-jacals, they were certainly no less formidable. Yet, just as this thought formed in the white bone's mind, the thunder in the sky intensified, prompting it to quickly turn and look up in surprise. To the astonishment, those十余 blood-jacals, wrapped in golden electric arcs, cried out in distress and were swiftly reduced to ash, unable to withstand even a moment's duration. With no further resistance, the great phoenix charged straight at Xiao Ai with great vigor. "Divine Thunder of the Exalted Virtue" – the green flame in Bai Guo's eyes suddenly stabilized. With a swift clap of his hand upon the ground beneath him, the blood river beneath erupted into a roaring surge, surging upward in a colossal wave. At the same time, the black lotus seat beneath him spun rapidly, its leaves swelling wildly, forming a black luminous sphere that enveloped Bai Guo. A sudden "whoosh," and the sphere vanished into the void in an instant. When the great phoenix once again launched golden arcs to scatter the blood waves, Bai Guo had already disappeared entirely. This ghost king of the Underworld proved remarkably agile—upon realizing he could no longer simultaneously counter both Han Li and Wen Xin Feng, he instantly teleported and fled. Without the true power of this ghost king to sustain it, the blood-orange sun was swiftly subdued and extinguished by Wen Xin Feng's spell within mere moments. At once, the woman condensed her secret technique, rose to her feet with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Han, otherwise I would have had to battle this Buddha-Bone King to a finish—something that wouldn't have been accomplished in a moment or two. Still, we can't simply let him go. Should he join forces with other Ghost Kings, our fellow Daoists would be in serious danger." "Of course. We'll immediately set out to pursue him." As the giant peacock drew in the golden arc on its body and folded its wings, it resumed its human form and replied calmly to the woman. At that moment, the golden little figure and the plump, round-bodied giant badger also swiftly arrived back beside Han and his companion. Without further delay, Han and his companion immediately took their respective spiritual beasts and ascended into the air. Now, without needing to search, it was clearly visible that the fleeing Buddha-Bone King had already reached the summit of the central mountain, channeling his golden halo into an endless surge of magical flames, which he was now pressing down forcefully upon the luminous screen below. The two layers of luminous screens sustained only a few moments before being suddenly pierced and extinguished by the golden flame. The Buddha-ossified King's body shimmered with a flash of dark light, then silently descended toward the lower mountain peak. Wen Xin Feng and Han Li immediately activated their light-forms, transforming into two streaks of brilliant light and rushing forward. After a few swift movements, they both appeared atop the central mountain peak. As they glanced downward, both were struck dumb. There was no sign of battle on the mountain peak—instead, a well-groomed middle-aged man sat facing Bi Ying in a meditative posture, both of them seated cross-legged. Between them stood a pristine, jade-like stone table, upon which rested a square chessboard gleaming like golden bronze. The chess pieces on the board were of contrasting black and white. Bi Ying and the middle-aged man gazed silently at the board, as though the game had reached a crucial moment. The Buddha-ossified King stood straight behind the middle-aged man, appearing calm and composed. Han Li and Wen Xin Feng were both surprised, yet as seasoned travelers through countless trials, they exchanged a glance and calmly descended from the sky, taking a few steps toward Bi Ying. The Phagocytic Golden Insect King and the Flying Fox vanished in a flash, disappearing into the sleeves of the two. The middle-aged man, manifesting as a Turnwheel King, lifted his head toward Han Li, his pupils flashing with blood-like light before he asked slowly, his voice unusually grave. "The Foul Sovereign King was indeed defeated by me. Does your lord intend to avenge him?" Han Li remained completely composed, responding with steady calm. "Hmph. Since he was defeated in a one-on-one duel, it means he himself was outmatched—his death was his own doing, not mine." The middle-aged man replied calmly. "Master Turnwheel, since Han has defeated the Foul Sovereign King, he has clearly won this round. And Master Buddha, having voluntarily fled from his own mountain peak, has naturally lost. Do you have any objections?" Bi Ying gently placed a chess piece on the board and smiled slightly. "Since they are of no use, the first two games shall be counted as victories for you. Yet, since these two masters have come before my throne alongside the Buddha Master, I cannot allow them to leave easily and disrupt the other battles." "Let these three remain here until the other two peaks have also decided their victors." After a slight gaze from the Wheel King, he said softly. "Let these three remain here... Yes, I can represent them and agree to that." After a brief pause, Bi Ying truly nodded and accepted without hesitation.