Miao Fa Immortal Venerable's expression suddenly changed upon seeing this. However, when she saw the shrinking green light, her brow twitched, and a hint of uncontrollable joy flashed in her eyes.

"It's... the掌天瓶 (Palm Sky Bottle)!" she exclaimed inwardly, her figure suddenly accelerating as she rushed downwards.

But in the next instant, a golden ring separated from the green light, and thirty strands of Time Crystal Silk peeled off, turning into a cloud of crystalline powder that flew into the green light.

The green light suddenly solidified, rapidly shrinking and transforming into an emerald green bottle, which, along with the golden ring, flew into the crystal wall vortex and disappeared.

"No..." Witnessing the treasure that the sect had been painstakingly searching for slip away before her eyes, Miao Fa Immortal Venerable could no longer restrain herself, and cried out hysterically.

Chi Meng also withdrew the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover with a grim expression, wanting to examine the crystal wall up close.

But before they could approach, the crystal wall had already gradually faded, eventually disappearing into the air. The last remaining traces of time law fluctuations also vanished without a trace.

Seeing this, Miao Fa Immortal Venerable's anger reached its peak, and she glared at Chi Meng with eyes burning with fury.

If it weren't for this woman's interference, she would have already returned to the sect with Han Li and the Palm Sky Bottle. This would have been the greatest achievement that all the elders and disciples of their Nine Yuan Temple had attained in nearly ten million years, but it had all been ruined by her.

"The target is gone, there's no point in us fighting anymore, let's not engage in meaningless struggles..." Chi Meng said with a slight frown upon seeing her appearance.

Before she could finish speaking, a rain of bone-chilling ice arrows had already descended upon her, and the surrounding world was instantly frozen.

"I tried to reason with you, but you wouldn't listen. Did you really think I was a pushover?" Chi Meng was already arrogant, and seeing this, her anger flared up. With a flick of her hand seals, she actually proactively charged towards Miao Fa Immortal Venerable.

This part of the world was once again plunged into chaos.

Lan Yan and Miao Fa Immortal Venerable's maidservant were waiting tens of thousands of miles away, and upon seeing the earth-shattering commotion, they didn't dare to get even half a step closer.

"I wonder how Fellow Daoist Han is..."

As soon as this thought arose in Lan Yan's mind, she felt somewhat guilty towards the sect, and could only sigh inwardly.

...

On the other side, Han Li's figure had already appeared on that desolate wasteland.

Beneath him, a vast and mighty river flowed from the end of the horizon, stretching for millions of miles without end.

Within the river, countless water droplet orbs flowed with the current, dense and endless.

Just as Han Li was anxious, he saw two beams of light, one gold and one green, flying out from the void towards him.

Within the golden light, a round golden ring rotated incessantly. As it approached, it transformed directly into a golden ring and slipped onto Han Li's finger.

The green light landed in Han Li's hand, transforming into the emerald green bottle.

"Boy, what are you waiting for? Bring the Palm Sky Bottle here. Your time law power will be consumed quickly. Quickly choose a Water Droplet of Time and pass through it," the Bottle Spirit reminded.

Han Li was unprepared and was actually hesitant at this moment, unsure of where to traverse to.

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly remembered that he always felt that he didn't fully comprehend some aspects of the Great Five Elements Illusory World Art, and his continuous closed-door cultivation had failed to break through, leaving him puzzled.

Now that he could traverse physically, why not go to the True Words Sect again and seek guidance from Patriarch Mi Luo?

"Senior Bottle Spirit, can you take me back to the True Words Sect before its destruction?" Han Li asked immediately.

"That's certainly possible, but the Palm Sky Bottle needs the power of time law to support the traversal, which will require the consumption of Time Crystal Silk," the Bottle Spirit said directly.

"Still need Crystal Silk?"

Upon hearing this, Han Li immediately felt his heart bleeding. The thirty strands of Time Crystal Silk earlier had already made him ache, and now he still had to consume Crystal Silk?

"That depends on how long you want to travel back in time. The further back you go, the more time law power is needed. To return to the True Words Sect before its destruction, it will probably require consuming at least twenty strands of Time Crystal Silk," the Bottle Spirit said.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Li gritted his teeth and said, "Go!"

"Wait..." the Bottle Spirit said.

As soon as its voice fell, a crystalline light flashed on the golden ring on Han Li's hand, and twenty strands of Time Crystal Silk separated from it, flew onto the Palm Sky Bottle, and dissolved into it, turning into a cloud of crystalline powder.

A flash of light appeared on the Palm Sky Bottle, and ripples of green light continuously rippled from the bottle's body.

After a while, a water droplet orb emitting a faint light floated out of the river on the winding river and floated towards Han Li.

"This is it," the Bottle Spirit said.

With a thought, Han Li sent a strand of divine sense onto the water droplet, trying to see the image on the water droplet clearly.

But then, the water droplet orb suddenly shone brightly, emitting a huge devouring force from within. With a "whoosh," it pulled the entire Han Li into it.

Han Li only felt dizzy and his vision turned black, and he completely lost consciousness.

...

After an unknown amount of time, Han Li suddenly opened his eyes and found himself standing in an ordinary room.

The room was small, with two small windows. The furnishings were simple, with a pine wood table and chairs placed near the window, with a teapot and water cup on top. The other half of the room had three beds, with the quilts neatly folded.

Hanging on the wall opposite the beds was a banner with a portrait of a large-eared monk, who was Patriarch Mi Luo.

Han Li looked around. This seemed to be a room shared by several disciples of the True Words Sect. There was no danger, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

A blurry golden ring hovered above his head, covered with dense time dao patterns, still numbering over one thousand six hundred.

The Palm Sky Bottle was currently suspended in the center of the golden ring, but the Bottle Spirit was nowhere to be seen. Perhaps affected by the golden ring, the Palm Sky Bottle looked blurry.

Seeing this scene, Han Li's eyebrows twitched, and then he pushed the door open and walked out.

Outside was a small courtyard, and there were many similar courtyards next to it, numbering in the hundreds.

These courtyards were built on a huge white mountain peak. Next to the courtyard complex were rows of white jade palaces, stretching to the end of the field of vision. In the air, there were floating mountain peaks, also lined with palace buildings.

Han Li was not unfamiliar with this place. He had come here once during his soul traversal. It was the location of the True Words Sect.

However, the last time he came, the Heavenly Court was attacking the True Words Sect, and this place was full of smoke and devastation. Now, it was clean and tidy, like a heavenly palace, showing the grandeur of a major sect.

In the air, True Words Sect disciples in white robes flew by one after another, looking extremely prosperous.

Han Li hurriedly formed a hand seal, and a flash of spiritual light passed over his body, instantly turning him into nothingness, so as not to be seen and cause trouble.

After pondering slightly, he took a risk and spread his divine sense, spreading it to the surrounding area.

After a moment, Han Li's face lit up with joy. His figure took to the air and flew towards the top of the white giant peak, while using the Myriad Apertures Emptiness Technique to conceal his aura.

A few breaths later, he landed in front of a white two-story pavilion at the top of the peak.

Next to the pavilion stood a cyan-black stone tablet with the three large characters "藏功阁 (Scripture Depository)" written on it.

The place was deserted with few people. There was only an old white-haired man sitting cross-legged in front of the pavilion gate with his eyes closed, appearing to be the guard of this place.

This person's cultivation was extraordinary, having reached the mid-stage of the Grand Luo realm.

Han Li landed silently. The white-haired old man seemed to sense something, and suddenly opened his eyes, looking around with a puzzled expression.

However, Han Li's Myriad Apertures Emptiness Technique was truly profound. The invisibility technique he was currently using was also a mystical technique he had learned before, which also incorporated some of the mysteries of the "Law Words Heaven and Earth." Therefore, although the two were close at hand, the white-haired old man could not sense him for a while.

Han Li smiled slightly, and with a point of his hand seals, several crystal clear chains shot out from his fingertips and shot towards the white-haired old man's head.

The chains immediately manifested as they left Han Li's body.

The white-haired old man's expression changed, and a white light rose from his body, about to jump up.

At the same time, he flipped his hand and sacrificed a white token, and the restrictions on the Scripture Depository behind him also fluctuated.

However, the crystal chains were too fast. Before the old man could stand up, they had already plunged into his forehead.

The white-haired old man's movements suddenly froze, maintaining a strange posture of half standing and half sitting.

Han Li instantly subdued the white-haired old man, carefully sensed the surrounding movements, and nothing unusual happened. Obviously, no one had noticed the situation here, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He did not undo the invisibility technique, but directly took the white token from the white-haired old man's hand. With a slight sense of spiritual power, he immediately understood its role. He walked to the front of the pavilion and activated the token in his hand with a hand seal.

A white light shot out from the token and entered the pavilion gate.

A layer of white, crystalline light curtain appeared on the door, with countless talismanic imprints flashing on it.

Han Li activated the token again with a hand seal, and another white light shot out from it, entering the white light curtain.

The talismanic imprints on the light curtain quickly faded, and then the white light curtain also disappeared without a trace. With a creak, the pavilion gate slowly opened.

A smile appeared on Han Li's face. He was about to step inside, but suddenly stopped, raised his hand, and pointed at the white-haired old man standing stiffly to the side.

Five slender black lights shot out from his fingertips and entered the old man's body.

The white-haired old man's dull expression immediately relaxed a lot. Although there was still a sense of woodenness, it was not much different from ordinary people, and his body also regained its mobility, and he sat down cross-legged.

This was a puppet secret technique that Han Li had learned from Crab Daoren in the Jilin Void Realm. Compared with the real puppet law, it was naturally far inferior, but it was more than enough to control the white-haired old man controlled by the divine sense prison, so as to prevent this person from standing here and being seen.

After doing these things, Han Li tidied up his clothes, walked into the pavilion, and closed the door again.

And the white light on the pavilion door flashed for a while, again submerging the door.