Han Li’s expression changed upon hearing the voice.

Before he could react, a dazzling light erupted from the crystal wall, revealing a massive vortex that began to spin with a thunderous rumble.

A deafening boom!

An immense suction force suddenly emanated from the vortex, engulfing Han Li’s body.

This force was incomparably stronger than the previous transits, and he felt himself being pulled upward.

However, the suction force abruptly vanished.

He felt a sharp pain in his mind, and without any resistance, his spirit was sucked into the vortex. Darkness enveloped him, and he lost consciousness.

After an unknown period, Han Li’s consciousness slowly awakened. He looked around and let out a soft "Eh?"

He was now in a hazy gray space, with a dark red wasteland stretching beneath him to the horizon.

The wasteland was barren, with only endless sand and rocks as far as the eye could see.

Above the wasteland, a silvery, crystalline river flowed horizontally across the sky, emitting muffled thunder-like sounds.

Upon closer inspection, the river was not flowing with water, but with droplets of light.

Han Li looked around, a look of surprise on his face, but he did not move immediately.

This spirit transit seemed different from the previous ones.

The surrounding environment was filled with a mysterious aura.

He recalled the eye that had appeared on the Palm Heaven Bottle before the transit, as well as the vague voice.

He recognized the eye; it belonged to the Palm Heaven Bottle's spirit.

As for the voice, it was most likely the bottle spirit's as well.

What did the bottle spirit mean? Its words seemed to carry a hint of anticipation and a warning.

Han Li thought about it for a moment but couldn't come up with any answers. He also didn't see the bottle spirit around, so he shook his head, put the thought aside, and stopped dwelling on it.

As he shook his head, he suddenly noticed another problem.

He didn't seem to be possessing anyone at the moment, but was instead suspended in mid-air as a mass of spirit.

"This..." His mind raced, and countless thoughts flashed through his head.

All of this must have been caused by the golden ring he had previously created using three strands of the Law of Time. That thing seemed to have triggered a deeper change in the Palm Heaven Bottle.

After figuring this out, Han Li calmed himself and looked around.

There was only endless wasteland around him, nothing worth investigating.

He quickly retracted his gaze, moved his body, and flew towards the river in the sky, soon reaching its vicinity.

Closer now, he could see the river even more clearly.

The river flowed from the far end of his vision and disappeared into the horizon on the other side, without an end in sight. Countless droplets of light surged in the river, densely packed and endless, an unknown number of them.

These light spheres varied in size, with the larger ones as big as millstones and the smaller ones shaped like rice grains.

Regardless of their size, each light sphere flickered with images, like a revolving lantern, but the spheres were flowing too fast to see clearly.

The entire river emitted an unspeakable mysterious aura, vast and mighty, carrying the torrent of light spheres as it flowed onward.

Han Li was shocked by the scene in the river, and it took him a while to recover. He carefully approached the river again, looking at a large droplet that was flowing past.

He could vaguely see a scene of a yellow desert on this droplet, changing rapidly and difficult to see clearly.

Han Li hesitated slightly and sent a strand of divine sense onto the droplet, trying to see the image clearly.

But at that moment, the droplet seemed to be stimulated and suddenly emitted a dazzling light, as well as a tremendous swallowing force.

With a "whoosh," Han Li's entire spirit was swallowed into the droplet without any resistance.

Darkness enveloped him again, and he lost consciousness. After an unknown period, he slowly regained consciousness.

"... This man's strength is truly terrifying. Even with our five Star Envoys joining forces, three of us were still killed," a panting voice entered Han Li's consciousness, with a hint of lingering fear.

"This man has cultivated the Divine Refining Technique to the peak of the fifth level, so he is naturally extraordinary. Fellow Daoist Gu and Fellow Daoist Lin tried to seize the credit and rushed up without any precautions, which was extremely foolish. However, thanks to those three idiots restraining this man, we were able to capture his son and give him cause for concern," another sharp voice said, sounding a little weak, but chuckling coldly.

"Fellow Daoist Gu and the others were killed, and we suffered heavy losses on this trip. Will the Lord blame us?" the first voice asked with some concern.

"No, the task we Surveillance Immortal Envoys perform is a dangerous one. What's the fear of a few deaths? As long as we brothers deliver the head of this Lu Renjia to the Lord, we will definitely be richly rewarded," the sharp voice said smugly.

Han Li was shocked when he heard the conversation between the two, and he immediately restrained the fluctuations of his spirit.

After stabilizing his spirit, he quietly sensed the surrounding situation.

He was now possessing a corpse, just like the previous times.

The corpse was a middle-aged man in black robes, with disheveled hair and a long, thin face, like a jackal. Even though he was dead, he still gave off a fierce feeling.

He was now lying in a yellow desert, with countless large pits scattered around on the ground, some as large as tens of miles.

Streams of thick smoke poured out of some of the large pits, emitting a sulfurous smell of underground magma.

Clearly, there had been an extremely fierce battle here not long ago.

Two men in golden armor stood nearby, with the insignia of the Heavenly Court on their armor.

One was a tall old man with sword-like eyebrows and a high nose, with a cold and stern expression.

The other was a short, fat young man with a round head and face, completely bald.

Both of them looked a little pale, especially the short, fat young man, who had a trail of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his golden armor was somewhat tattered.

Further away on the ground, there were three more corpses in golden armor.

Han Li only glanced at the outside before immediately retracting his divine sense and diving deeper into the corpse's brain.

Although he only took a glance, he sensed the aura of the tall old man and the short, fat young man.

Both of these men were Taiyi Realm cultivators, and their cultivation was far above Gongshu Jiu's. They were at least in the middle stage of the Taiyi Realm, or perhaps even the late stage.

Han Li knew from the conversation that these two were Surveillance Immortal Envoys of the Heavenly Court. If they discovered that there was another spirit in this corpse, they would definitely kill him immediately.

His spirit had traveled here because of the Palm Heaven Bottle. He didn't know what the consequences would be if he was killed here, but he imagined it wouldn't be a good thing.

Just as Han Li's spirit was diving deeper into the black-robed man's mind, a sudden change occurred.

A huge heat flow suddenly surged from the black-robed man's mind and merged into his spirit.

This heat flow was an extremely pure and powerful force of divine sense, and Han Li's spirit immediately swelled up as if it were being inflated.

The immense divine sense also carried fragments of memories, which belonged to the black-robed man, and they quickly merged into Han Li's mind.

Perhaps because Han Li had experienced several transits, his spirit was already accustomed to this. Although the black-robed man's memories were constantly merging, he didn't feel much pain and easily embraced them.

Han Li's spirit easily accommodated these memory fragments, but the force of divine sense was too great. Only a small part of it merged into Han Li's spirit before stopping.

The remaining force of divine sense surrounded the spirit, forming a crystal-clear white cloud that was rapidly rotating along an extremely mysterious trajectory.

Han Li was overjoyed. This force of divine sense was extremely powerful, far surpassing his own, and the way this divine sense operated was exactly the realm of the fifth level of the Divine Refining Technique.

In recent years, he had also been working hard to cultivate the fifth level of the Divine Refining Technique.

But the fifth level of the Divine Refining Technique was unusually obscure and difficult, far beyond his expectations.

He had been cultivating hard for hundreds of years, but his progress was still not great.

Now, feeling the operation of this force of divine sense, many difficulties in his past cultivation suddenly became clear, giving him a feeling of enlightenment.

However, Han Li couldn't bother to carefully comprehend these things at the moment.

He suddenly opened his eyes and abruptly raised his hand to chop out.

A dazzling black light shot out from his palm, which was a pitch-black flying sword.

The black light emitted by the flying sword suddenly brightened and then disappeared without a trace.

Immediately afterward, countless black sword lights silently emerged out of thin air, transforming into a huge sword mountain that pressed down on the tall old man and the short, fat young man.

The changes in the black-robed man's mind were quite significant and could not be concealed from the two people next to him.

Sure enough, the tall old man and the short, fat young man were now looking at the corpse on the ground with shocked faces, and they hurriedly retreated.

However, neither of them noticed that a ray of crystalline light shot out from Han Li's brow and disappeared into the void.

"You're not dead yet? Impossible!" the tall old man shouted in disbelief, and his hand suddenly grabbed down towards Han Li.

Countless blue ripples poured out of his palm, instantly condensing into a huge blue Flood Dragon phantom that pounced on the black sword mountain.

The huge body of the blue Flood Dragon coiled around the black sword mountain.

A strange cold force suddenly erupted from the Flood Dragon phantom, and ice crystals appeared in the nearby void, instantly freezing the entire void.

A blue light flashed on the black sword mountain, and it also stopped abruptly, frozen in place, with a thick layer of blue ice crystals on its surface.

A hint of fear flashed in the eyes of the short, fat young man, but he also shouted loudly and waved his arm.

A clear cry sounded, and two red lights shot out from his sleeves, which were two red Wu Hooks.

The Wu Hooks were three feet long and shone with red flames, vaguely condensing into red flame flowers, emitting a terrifyingly hot aura.

The two Wu Hooks trembled and transformed into two red shooting stars, making a turn and slashing towards Han Li.

Han Li slammed his hand on the ground, and his body flew out like a piece of light paper, then twisted strangely, transforming into a black shadow that shot past the two shooting stars in the nick of time.

"Seal!" A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly formed a hand seal with both hands.

The void behind the tall old man flashed, and several crystalline chains flew out of thin air and disappeared into his head.

A look of horror appeared on the old man's face, and he raised his hands, about to do something.

But the next moment, the light in his eyes suddenly faded away, revealing a blank look. His flying body also stopped, as if he were a stone statue standing there.

The distance between the two sides was too close at the moment, and Han Li had launched a sudden sneak attack. The tall old man, a dignified Taiyi Realm great cultivator, didn't have time to display his strength before he was imprisoned by the Divine Sense Cage.