“It seems my intuition was correct. This trip was indeed worth my personal visit." Yue Qing sized up Han Li, his gaze then sweeping over Jin Tong and Xiaobai, feeling even more pleasantly surprised.

Others might be able to see through Jin Tong's identity but not recognize Xiaobai's true form, but Yue Qing quickly discovered the anomaly.

Perhaps Xiaobai was the real big fish in his eyes.

The white light released from the silver round mirror contained a strong spatial law power. Han Li and the others felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them, and they were unable to move for a moment.

"That person's cultivation level is much stronger than expected. We cannot fight him head-on. I'll find a way to break the restriction later. Jin Tong, you take Xiaobai and escape separately from me. That late-stage Grand Luo guy will definitely chase me. If you have a chance to escape, return to the Wildlands and wait for me at Eight Desolation Mountain." Han Li scanned his surroundings and transmitted his voice to Jin Tong and Xiaobai.

"Uncle, I want to be with you. These people can't beat us," Jin Tong replied hurriedly.

"Boss, I want to go with you too," Xiaobai also called out quickly.

"One of the conditions Senior Bai Ze set for allowing you to follow me was that I guarantee your safety. If something happens to you, wouldn't I be breaking my promise?" Han Li emphasized, transmitting his voice.

"But..."

Xiaobai wanted to say something, but Han Li continued, "Don't worry, as long as you escape, I will definitely find a way to get away."

With that, Han Li closed his eyes, and the Great Five Elements Illusory World Art immediately began to operate silently within him.

However, just as a ripple of spiritual power stirred on his body, Yue Qing, the newly appointed Palace Master of the Golden Source Immortal Palace, chuckled:

"Heh, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin."

In the next instant, the silver round mirror trembled suddenly, and a "boom" of thunder sounded.

The ring-shaped runes on the silver mirror suddenly changed, and a lightning rune appeared, followed by several arm-thick purple lightning bolts that poured out and struck Han Li and the others.

"Zzzt"

Around the purple lightning, countless tiny electric arcs jumped and shot, filling almost the entire beam of light, leaving Han Li and the others nowhere to hide.

Just then, Jin Tong suddenly flew up, his arms shaking, and two cicada-wing-thin crystal lights lit up behind him. They were two transparent wings formed by his own law power, propping up above the three of them.

Most of the lightning was blocked by these seemingly thin wings, creating a dazzling golden-purple light. The remaining electricity that leaked through was no longer a threat.

What no one noticed was that Han Li's figure disappeared from the spot almost instantly.

By the time Yue Qing noticed it first, Han Li's figure had already arrived below the silver round mirror, holding a Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword in one hand, the sword body wrapped in golden lightning, slashing towards the mirror surface.

But almost at the same time, the runes on the silver mirror changed again, emitting a blue light, from which came a dense water attribute law power.

Han Li's sword struck the mirror surface, as if hitting a vast ocean. Although it stirred up monstrous waves, its force was still dissipated by the surging aftermath.

However, this sword was, after all, wielded with full force. The mirror was turbulent with water, and the mirror body shook violently. Moreover, powerful shockwaves emanated from it, impacting the ten patrolling Immortal Envoys around it.

Most of the ten were in the early stage of Grand Yi, with a solid foundation of cultivation, but they were still shaken by the impact of this force, staggering and unable to stand firmly.

However, with ten against one, and with the aid of the treasure mirror, they still had a considerable advantage, and ultimately blocked Han Li's thunderous blow.

But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, a dazzling golden electric light burst from Han Li's sword, and clusters of golden lightning orbs, more powerful than the previous purple lightning, continuously bombarded the silver round mirror.

Streams of thick golden lightning, like dragons, shot out from the mirror, turning into lightning whips that swept in all directions.

The ten patrolling Immortal Envoys had no time to dodge and were struck by the lightning, screaming and falling away.

With no one to control it, the silver treasure mirror trembled and lost its light, falling down.

Han Li couldn't even bother to catch the treasure. He shouted in his heart, "Now! Go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he soared into the sky, heading straight for the highest point of the firmament. Jin Tong and Xiaobai, their escape lights connected, also flew away in another direction.

However, just as the escape lights lit up on them, a figure appeared in the high sky, raising a foot and stomping down heavily.

"Where do you think you're going?" Accompanied by a deafening roar, Yue Qing, who had already appeared in the firmament, stomped heavily on the void with his black boots.

"Boom!"

A earth-shattering sound rang out, and the entire void shook violently.

Han Li felt a powerful pressure descending from the sky, forcing him to fall back down, crashing back onto Jade Teapot Peak.

Like an earthquake, the entire Jade Teapot Peak shook three times.

The local cultivators and Teapot Mountain disciples who were gathered hundreds of feet away were even more affected by the aftermath, falling from the sky like dumplings.

The Teapot Mountain Ancestor, being quite sensible, had already retreated thousands of feet away with the Palace Master of Chu Yu Immortal Palace. At this moment, he could barely stand firm, but his eyes twitched as he looked at the smoke-filled Jade Teapot Peak, clearly heartbroken.

A great hall on the top of Jade Teapot Peak had been completely destroyed. Han Li stood on the ruins, which were billowing with smoke, and looked up to see that Jin Tong and Xiaobai had also been stopped by the two Supervisor Immortal Envoys. None of the three had managed to escape.

At this moment, Yue Qing's figure descended from the sky and landed not far in front of Han Li.

He did not use any supernatural powers, but merely landed on the ground, causing the entire Jade Teapot Peak to tremble violently again.

This scene, as it fell into Han Li's eyes, made his heart tighten.

"Your Mystic Cultivation physique is quite good," Yue Qing said, sizing Han Li up and down.

"Senior is too kind," Han Li said calmly.

"I wonder if it can withstand being tossed around?" Yue Qing sneered and stomped his foot again.

The entire Jade Teapot Peak shook violently, and a layer of loess-colored dust rippled out. As it rolled and spread, a hazy yellow spiritual domain enveloped half of Teapot Mountain.

Han Li, who was in it, immediately felt that the surrounding void was covered by a thick earth attribute law power. The dust that fell on him instantly became extremely heavy, causing his feet to sink, directly breaking through the bricks and sinking into the ground.

"Alas, immortals fight, mortals suffer... Forget it, let's go!"

Seeing this, the Teapot Mountain Ancestor sighed. Knowing that the ancestral foundation could not be preserved this time, he hurriedly led his elders and disciples out of the sect. The people of Chu Yu Immortal Palace also followed closely behind, withdrawing from the Teapot Mountain area.

In an instant, within the entire Teapot Mountain area, only Han Li and the others from Golden Source Immortal Palace were left.

At this moment, the ten patrolling Immortal Envoys had already retreated thousands of miles away, no longer participating in the battle, but completely handing over the battlefield to Yue Qing and the two Supervisor Immortal Envoys.

Han Li's gaze shifted slightly, glancing at the other battlefield, and found that Jin Tong was fighting with the old man named Wu Hui. The two were evenly matched, and it was impossible to tell who would win for the time being, while Xiaobai was fighting with the woman with great difficulty.

Although his cultivation had greatly improved, after all, the power was inherited through bloodlines. He had too little practical combat experience, and could only unleash six-tenths of his power, which was too disadvantageous.

"Boy, fighting with me, you still have time to worry about others?" At this moment, a mocking laughter sounded.

Han Li knew something was wrong. A golden halo lit up on his body, turning into a layer of time spiritual domain, instantly enveloping the entire Jade Teapot Peak.

However, before his time spiritual domain could take effect, a figure had already flashed almost teleporting, directly behind him, raising a palm and pressing it on his shoulder.

Han Li suddenly felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and he groaned. His bones crackled like popping beans, but his knees still insisted on standing upright, not kneeling down.

However, his entire body sank again, and half of his body was buried in the ground.

At the same time, a circle of yellow halo suddenly lit up under his body. Sand and dust rose inside, and a strong suction force was emitted from it, dragging him towards the ground.

Han Li's heart tightened, and he roared. The Heavenly Fiend Suppressing Prison Art operated with all its strength within his body, and the Mystic Apertures lit up one after another, with starlight radiating directly from the ground.

With a shake of his arms, a powerful force burst out, shaking violently.

The earth covered by the yellow light shattered, and Han Li rushed out of it. He turned the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword in his hand and slashed towards Yue Qing behind him, countless golden electric lights turning into a net that enveloped him.

The latter saw this and smiled contemptuously, bending a finger and flicking it casually in the void.

A yellow energy immediately rose into the sky, crashing into the golden electric net and directly tearing it apart.

Then, with a casual wave of his hand, a blue light flashed in his palm, and a wide greatsword appeared. The sword body was engraved with golden runes, from which came a thick sword qi like a majestic mountain.

He turned his wrist, raised his arm, and the wide greatsword drew an arc in the air, whistling down towards Han Li's head.

For some reason, when Yue Qing's greatsword fell, there was a powerful and suffocating spatial pressure in the surrounding space, like a landslide and tsunami, enveloping and imprisoning Han Li in place.

Han Li only felt the surrounding air tighten, his whole body weighing tens of thousands of pounds, unable to dodge at all, and could only resist it head-on.

In an instant, he changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding it with both hands, holding the sword horizontally over his head. The Heavenly Fiend Suppressing Prison Art and the True Spirit bloodline operated at the same time within his body. His figure had just soared, and before he could transform into the three-headed, six-armed demon form, the wide greatsword had already fallen like Mount Tai.