"Get back here, all of you!"

Feng Qingshui bellowed in fury, extending a large hand.

The void around Han Li and the others flickered, and countless blue crystalline threads materialized, entangling their bodies and pulling them outward.

But at that moment, the nearby void trembled again, and streaks of dark red light permeated from within.

From the depths of the void, a dark red circular shadow, as large as a mountain, silently emerged. This wheel had six pitch-black holes arranged in a hexagonal pattern, embedded within it.

Each hole swirled with pitch-black light, forming a vortex that rotated slowly.

As soon as the giant wheel appeared, it spun rapidly, and an indescribable force emanated from the void.

The blue crystalline threads encasing Han Li and the others shattered to pieces, and they regained their freedom, flying towards the space channel along with the Roda lute.

Just then, Di Hun's eyes suddenly rolled back, and she fell into a coma.

Countless black Qi spewed out from every pore on her body. Within the black Qi, countless human and beast faces vaguely appeared, all flying towards the dark red wheel and disappearing into it.

Di Hun's aura rapidly weakened at a visible rate, and her body gradually became transparent.

Seeing this, Han Li quickly grabbed Di Hun's body and stored her and the Crab Daoist into the Flower Branch Space.

As soon as he finished, everything went dark, and he was sucked into the space channel.

In the instant he flew into the space channel, he heard Yin Chengquan's furious roar, and two completely different Law powers enveloped him simultaneously.

Then, all sound behind him ceased abruptly, as if the space channel had closed. Although the two Law powers were also cut off, a considerable amount still entered the space channel with them.

Han Li felt his body sink, and he was instantly swept up by the two Law powers. His speed suddenly became extremely slow, and even the Immortal Spiritual Power and Divine Sense within him became sluggish.

In a daze, he saw the Roda lute emitting circles of silver light. Under the pull of the silver light, the gray and blue Law powers acting upon him were immediately attracted to it, instantly relieving the pressure on him.

He steadied himself and looked forward.

The silver lute was suspended in the air ahead, with streaks of blue and gray light swirling around it.

Several silver light threads flowed from the lute's strings, tying around the waists of Han Li and Shi Chuankong like ribbons, dragging them toward the void ahead.

Han Li felt a throbbing headache and aching all over, but he could still clearly sense the powerful spatial forces squeezing in from all directions. Even lifting an arm felt like pressing against a mountain, making it impossible to move.

Shi Chuankong was not far from him and seemed to be in the same predicament, his face filled with pain.

Han Li gritted his teeth, and purple light shone in his eyes as he looked into the depths of the channel. He saw only a void, where a powerful spatial tearing force seemed to be attracting the silver lute, also pulling the two of them forward.

Although doubts arose in his mind, he secretly rejoiced. If he had remained in the Cleansing Pool, with Liu Qi struggling to protect himself, he would not have been able to escape from Yin Chengquan and another Dao Ancestor.

But then, a change occurred in the silver lute ahead.

The blue and gray streams of light attached to it seemed to be swirling faster and faster!

"Not good!" Han Li's heart sank, and a bad feeling arose.

But now, he was unable to take any action.

In less than a dozen breaths, the gray and blue streams of light rotated faster and faster, then suddenly contracted and exploded.

Waves of blue and gray light rolled in all directions, intertwining with the surrounding silver light.

The surrounding channel was instantly distorted by a violent force, beginning to twist and deform. Countless silver light spots drifted in all directions.

Twisting forces brushed past Han Li, causing the spatial forces to squeeze even harder. The forces gathered again at the front, ultimately acting on the silver lute.

Shi Chuankong obviously realized something was wrong, but like Han Li, he was like two small boats swaying in the vast ocean, passively accepting and unable to take any action.

After a dozen breaths, a faint cracking sound rang out abruptly!

Then, the silver lute flying ahead suddenly trembled violently and could no longer maintain a steady forward trajectory. After a period of chaotic flight, it shuddered and began to roll violently in the void.

Han Li and Shi Chuankong were torn by it, and their figures also tumbled violently in the void. They felt dizzy and confused, and the surrounding scenes became incredibly chaotic. They were oppressed by powerful spatial forces, and their consciousness began to fade.

...

After an unknown period, a line of light appeared in the dim world.

A silver light shot out from where the light brightened, revealing its true form, transforming back into a silver lute, and falling from the high sky.

Following closely behind, two figures also flew out from it, falling towards the ground.

These two were none other than Han Li and Shi Chuankong.

After the chaotic turbulence in the space channel, although neither of them had fainted, their Divine Senses were somewhat muddled. After adapting for a moment, their vision gradually became clear.

Han Li looked at the void ahead and felt that the sky was somewhat gloomy. The wind howled in his ears, and his body was rapidly falling towards the ground above a cyan-black mountain range.

He quickly circulated his Immortal Spiritual Power to stabilize his body and hovered in the air.

Looking around, he saw Shi Chuankong not far away, also falling towards a mountain peak below.

At this moment, Shi Chuankong also seemed to have just awakened. After a brief confusion in his eyes, his body flashed with light. After stabilizing his body, he flew dozens of feet in one breath and snatched the silver lute back into his hands.

Holding the Roda lute, he examined it with great affection. The silver light on the lute had dimmed significantly, and there was a clear crack on the head of the lute, splitting the carved runes in half.

Han Li opened his mouth, intending to call out to him, when his whole body suddenly stiffened.

Popping sounds like bursting beans came from within his body, and the Immortal Apertures on his body lit up one after another. Strands of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi began to emerge in the surrounding world. At first, they fluttered like goose feathers, then connected into large patches of catkins, gathering around him.

At this time, Shi Chuankong also noticed the movement here and turned to look over.

His brow arched, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He said, "Daoist Li, what is this...?"

"I should have broken through earlier in the Cleansing Pool, but there was no Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi in the Gray Realm to open up the Immortal Apertures. Now that I'm back, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi is pouring in, and I'm about to break through." Han Li smiled wryly and said.

Shi Chuankong glanced down at the mountain range below, seeing thick miasma and dense white fog, his brow furrowed.

"But here..." He just opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Han Li.

Han Li said, "There is no longer any Fiend Decline obstruction in my body. I'm afraid I can't suppress it. There's no time to choose a secluded place. Please help me, Daoist Shi, and protect me together with the Crab Daoist."

After saying that, Han Li's body flashed with light, and he flew towards a valley below.

Before his figure landed, a silver light gate lit up in the air, and the figure of the Crab Daoist emerged, diving into the valley with him.

"Boom!"

A silver lightning pillar as thick as a water tank lit up from Han Li's body and blasted into the valley, causing a series of violent roars and echoes. The valley trembled violently, electric light spread everywhere, and smoke and dust billowed.

In the chaos, various roars and cries sounded, and countless tall and ferocious beasts rushed out of the valley, their momentum as vast as a river flood. Flocks of birds and crows scattered and flew out, densely covering the sky.

In the valley, where the lightning struck, the vegetation within a hundred miles turned to ashes, standing out in the dense cyan-black mountain forest.

Han Li sat cross-legged in that open area, with a dense vortex of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi swirling around him, filled with shimmering light, looking very strange.

Outside that open area, the Crab Daoist, holding the "Thunder Slayer" and "Sky Severing" battle knives in his left and right hands, hovered three feet above the ground, patrolling and guarding like a celestial general.

Shi Chuankong slowly withdrew his gaze from Han Li and the Crab Daoist, looking far into the distance at the undulating peaks and the thick, low-hanging dark clouds in the sky. His brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his expression became more and more solemn.

"I say, Daoist Li, you really know how to pick a place. If you knew where this is..." He smiled wryly, then flew down and landed outside the open area.

Seeing Shi Chuankong flying closer, the Crab Daoist stopped patrolling and looked at him from afar, his eyes clearly showing a hint of vigilance.

"You and I, one in the south and one in the north, prepare for defense. We'll be busy later." Shi Chuankong shouted loudly.

The Crab Daoist heard this, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Just then, roars and strange cries came continuously from the depths of the valley and outside the valley. The entire valley floor trembled, and small stones bounced from the vibrations.

"Here they come." Shi Chuankong shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sounds of trees breaking in the depths of the valley's cyan-black forest grew louder. One hundred-zhang-tall ancient trees broke one after another, being thrown up and falling in all directions, with wood chips and debris flying everywhere.

A huge black ape, a hundred-zhang-long cyan python, and a huge cyan-purple spider advanced side by side, rushing out of the collapsed forest, heading straight for Han Li.

The black giant ape's eyes were blood red, and it had no fur. Its skin was like steel and rock, full of edges and corners, and it shimmered with a black luster. Its huge arms grabbed an ancient tree and a boulder, smashing them towards Shi Chuankong.

The cyan python opened its mouth wide, and colorful poisonous smoke poured out, covering the sky and the earth. It was mixed with densely packed cyan snakes and countless eight-legged spiders, creeping along the ground, rustling.

Behind them, thick fog surged, with huge beast figures rising and falling, their tracks appearing and disappearing.