"These servants… they all seem to be puppets." Han Li watched for a moment, his brows furrowing in surprise.

"Indeed, they are all puppets," Daoist Hu Yan said, nodding after careful observation.

As the two spoke, golden light coalesced in the void above, and a thick golden cloud slowly formed. The pill tribulation, which had shown signs of manifesting earlier, had been delayed for quite some time, and now finally appeared in this secret realm.

Han Li followed the center of the golden cloud with his gaze, looking down to see a magnificent, dome-shaped golden palace standing atop the highest peak of the suspended land.

On the square outside the golden palace, two figures radiated a deep blue light, surrounded by azure flower shadows, and were striking the golden palace door with various rays of light.

"Luo Qinghai is already breaking the palace's restrictions. Let's hurry over there as well," Han Li said in a low voice.

"Alright," Daoist Hu Yan replied.

Before he could finish speaking, the void twisted a hundred feet away from the side of the mountain, and two figures flashed out, none other than Feng Tiandu and Qi Tianxiao.

Feng Tiandu, with a face as withered and lifeless as a zombie, glanced at Han Li, then looked towards the dome-shaped golden palace. He let out a low growl and rushed towards the square with Qi Tianxiao.

"What's going on… How did they find this place? Could it be that one of them also possesses the Void Spirit Eyes?" Luo Qinghai asked, full of doubt, as he turned to look at the approaching Feng Tiandu and Qi Tianxiao.

"Great Palace Master, the restriction is about to be broken. What should we do now…" Nan Kemeng asked, her hands forming a magic seal.

"Never mind, let's get into the golden palace first!" Luo Qinghai shouted in a low voice, slamming his hands heavily onto the golden palace door.

A silver-veined, azure leaf shot out from his palm and attached itself to the palace door.

The door immediately glowed with intense blue light. The leaf then dissolved like melting snow, disappearing into the golden door, leaving behind only strands of silver patterns intertwined into a complex rune that spread across the door.

Silver cracks appeared along the rune's path on the golden door, and then, with a crisp sound, the door shattered, falling to the ground with a "crashing" sound.

As Luo Qinghai and Nan Kemeng were about to rush into the palace, Feng Tiandu's voice came from behind:

"Fellow Daoist Luo, we've all worked together to break through the restrictions to get here. You wouldn't be thinking of enjoying the fruits of our labor alone, would you?"

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Feng is mistaken. I just happened to arrive here a little earlier. You see, time is of the essence, so I'm just opening the palace door for everyone so you can all save some effort," Luo Qinghai said with a chuckle, stopping in his tracks.

At this moment, Han Li and Daoist Hu Yan also flew down from the sky and landed outside the palace door.

Luo Qinghai and Feng Tiandu glanced at Han Li and Daoist Hu Yan, one with a smile and the other with a neutral expression, their expressions differing.

Before anyone could say anything, the sound of rushing wind filled the air above, and four beams of light flashed past one after another. It was the two Golden Immortals from the Nanli Tribe and Ouyang Kuishan, who had also flown down from both sides.

"Hmph…" The old woman with white hair and a crane-like appearance, landed, using her golden staff as a support and snorted coldly.

Ouyang Kuishan nodded almost imperceptibly to Daoist Hu Yan. They were able to enter this place because Daoist Hu Yan had contacted them with a secret technique, informing them of the entrance location.

In a short time, the various groups that had parted ways at the entrance had reunited.

Just then, the golden clouds above churned violently, and in just a few breaths, they had completely covered the sky above everyone's heads, casting a golden light that illuminated everyone's faces.

The vast and powerful fluctuations emanating from the golden clouds also caused all the Golden Immortals present to feel a palpitation in their hearts.

The rolling golden clouds caused the entire sky to be filled with golden light, as if it had completely merged into one, giving a very oppressive and heavy feeling, as if the entire sky was tilting downwards.

Then, a series of booming sounds came from within the clouds. Amidst the rising winds and surging clouds, a huge golden vortex suddenly appeared in the center, swirling and roaring like a storm.

A dazzling silver light slowly emerged from the center of the vortex, solidifying into a huge silver droplet, with electric currents swirling around it, constantly emitting "buzzing" sounds.

With the formation of this silver droplet, an extremely terrifying spiritual force descended, enveloping the entire dome-shaped golden palace.

Han Li's gaze swept across the golden palace, and he saw dense runes intricately carved on its pillars, eaves, window frames, and lintels, now shimmering with dim light like stars at night.

On the floor inside the palace, circles upon circles of circular patterns were densely engraved, guarding the giant emerald-like cauldron in the center like layers of guards.

The cauldron was over seven feet tall, almost equal to an adult male, with two ears and three legs, a common style for alchemy furnaces.

However, its material looked like jade but was not actually jade or stone. Flames were clearly rising inside, but no heat could be felt outside, demonstrating the strict containment of the fire's power.

In addition, nine translucent white chimeras coiled among the dense spiritual patterns on the furnace's body, heads down and tails up, their mouths roaring, lifelike, all pointing to a statue of a three-legged golden crow with its head raised and wings spread, poised for flight, on the top of the furnace lid.

Han Li narrowed his eyes, and blue light flashed within them. He saw that within the golden crow statue, a white, blazing light seemed to be lit, and strands of white light flowed from its three feet, which gripped the furnace lid, into the cauldron.

"Ding-dong."

A soft sound came from the void. The golden vortex in the sky suddenly brightened, and the huge silver droplet fell from the sky, crashing onto the top of the golden palace with a "thud."

Like a silver vase shattered, water splashed everywhere!

A blinding silver light suddenly burst forth, and countless silver electric currents erupted wildly, engulfing the entire golden palace in a deafening roar.

Upon seeing this, Han Li and the others' expressions changed, and they all flew backward, avoiding the blast.

The golden palace seemed to have been crushed by mountains, sinking with a rumbling sound, as if it had sunk into the ground.

But immediately afterward, the runes covering the entire palace lit up, and the golden light rolled back like a tide, surging towards the sky and intertwining with the silver electric currents.

The entire dome-shaped golden palace was like a blazing golden sun, emitting boundless light in that instant.

At the same time, the roof inside the palace was filled with brilliant golden light, spreading from the center towards the eaves like a tide, constantly unloading the terrifying power from outside.

Even so, a silver beam of light still shot down from the center of the roof, striking the alchemy furnace.

A muffled sound was heard.

The runes engraved on the floor inside the palace lit up circle after circle, and layers of golden light rose from the ground, merging the strands of golden light into the cauldron.

The nine chimeras on the furnace's body shone with golden light in their eyes, and wisps of white flames spewed out from their mouths, converging from all directions, colliding with the silver beam of light, and stalemating.

Han Li watched this scene from outside the palace, full of admiration in his heart.

He thought, Immortal Monarch Minghan is really something. He created this Taiyi Palace, and with the operation of a group of puppets, it can autonomously plant and harvest herbs, breed materials, and then refine elixirs, continuing to this day.

Most incredibly, this dome-shaped golden palace can actually withstand pill tribulations. This is truly unbelievable. Could it be that, as the old Daoist boasted, he really is an unparalleled genius?

Before leaving the secret time realm, Han Li had completely sealed the residual soul of the old Daoist, who called himself "Immortal Monarch Minghan," in the Soul Nurturing Furnace, isolating him from all contact with the outside world. Now, he was hesitating whether to open the restriction and communicate with the old Daoist.

"The pill tribulation is about to end. Be prepared…" Just as Han Li was hesitating, Daoist Hu Yan suddenly reminded him.

Sure enough, the silver electric light on the top of the palace gradually dissipated after struggling for dozens of breaths.

Faint smoke rose from the golden palace, and a slight burning smell filled the air, but the entire palace seemed to have been washed, becoming even more radiant than before the pill tribulation.

"Go."

Someone shouted, and the figures of everyone outside the palace flashed and appeared inside.

The silver beam of light inside the palace had also dissipated, but the golden circles on the floor had not disappeared, still surrounding the cauldron layer upon layer.

Han Li scanned the interior of the palace and saw rows of gray stone statues, each as tall as a normal person, holding various weapons. Although they were motionless, waves of spiritual force emanated from them, obviously all puppets.

Behind the cauldron, there was a platform slightly higher than the ground, upon which was placed a wide golden chair, carved with dragons and phoenixes, which looked very imposing.

On the golden chair, sat a middle-aged man wearing a dark green Daoist robe.

His hands were resting on the sides of the chair, his eyes were slightly closed, his legs were crossed, and his body was leaning slightly back on the back of the chair. His appearance was a bit absurd, which, matched with his handsome face with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, looked somewhat incongruous.

When everyone saw this person, they were all shocked. The aura on everyone's body suddenly soared for an instant, but then quickly retracted.

They were surprised to find that the middle-aged man did not have any signs of life, as if he were just a corpse.

But to say that he was completely a corpse was not quite accurate. His chest was still rising and falling slightly, as if he was breathing, making him actually a living corpse.

Just as they were uncertain, a small patch of five-colored clouds rose from the top of the cauldron. The chimera directly facing the palace door suddenly burst out with silver light from its mouth, from which flew a silver pill the size of a dragon's eye.

With the appearance of this pill, an extremely rich medicinal fragrance immediately filled the entire palace.

"Taiyi Pill…"

Everyone's eyes burned with desire, and they all stared intently at the pill.

"Everyone, don't rush. The golden circle is a magic array that protects the cauldron. Don't rashly break in, be careful not to trigger the mechanism and destroy this furnace of pills," Luo Qinghai suddenly shouted loudly.

"The pill has been completed, it doesn't matter if the cauldron is destroyed," the white-haired old woman of the Nanli Tribe shouted in a low voice and was about to step forward.

A blue water curtain suddenly rose under her feet, blocking her.

"Are we going to fight? Hehe, it's just the right time…" the dark-skinned old man smiled, his teeth bared.

Han Li and Daoist Hu Yan exchanged a glance, and the immortal spiritual power in their bodies circulated as they prepared to act.

The atmosphere inside the palace suddenly became tense.