“If Fellow Daoist Gan trusts me, I can give it a try,” Han Li replied directly without hesitation this time.

Gan Jiuzhen didn't say much, and the hand seals sped up imperceptibly, causing the surrounding flames to intensify suddenly.

Han Li immediately noticed that the fire line connecting the two of them suddenly thickened, and the crimson flames enveloping his entire body surged, becoming more intense. The encroaching coldness around him diminished once more.

His eyes flashed with blue light as he quickly scanned the surrounding crystal walls. His figure suddenly erupted forward, dashing ahead. Thanks to the protection of the crimson flames around him, the pervasive cold air couldn't affect him too much.

He suddenly stopped in front of a certain crystal wall, raised a hand, golden scales rising on his arm, and punched forward into the void.

A loud “Boom!” echoed.

Han Li's fist, wrapped in flames, slammed heavily against the crystal wall.

A violent tremor followed. The entire crystal wall shuddered violently, emitting dazzling white light, but failed to shatter, not even a single crack appearing.

Just then, an unexpected change occurred!

A silver light shot out from the crystal wall and rapidly expanded, instantly engulfing Han Li, freezing him along with the crimson flames around him.

“As expected…”

Looking at Han Li, now an ice sculpture, Gan Jiuzhen's face didn't show much surprise. Instead, she murmured thoughtfully to herself.

This woman seemed to have anticipated this, intentionally using Han Li as cannon fodder to test the coldness of the crystal wall.

However, before she could finish speaking, another "Bang!" resounded.

Golden light erupted from Han Li's body, directly shattering the surrounding ice, and freeing himself.

“Fellow Daoist Liu’s physical strength is so formidable. It seems you cultivate both body and magic. I underestimated you earlier," Gan Jiuzhen said, seemingly slightly surprised, before sincerely praising him.

"If there is a next time, don't blame Liu for turning hostile," Han Li replied coldly.

The woman in the red dress remained calm, nodding slightly, showing no remorse for her actions.

"Once sealed by the融火寒气 (Ronghuo Cold Qi), the dantian's mana will freeze. How could he…" The effeminate man outside the crystal wall frowned, exclaiming in disbelief.

“If I’m not mistaken, this person is probably a Xuan Immortal. Had I known, I wouldn’t have provoked him. But since we've already done it, let's finish it properly. This is a good opportunity to try that move," the bloated, ugly man said, a fierce glint in his eyes.

With that, he moved and floated to the crystal wall, placing a palm on it.

As his palm touched the crystal wall, a dense chanting began from his mouth.

A strange "Buzz" echoed.

A large expanse of azure light shone from the ugly man, like countless azure light wings extending from both sides of his body, looking incredibly dazzling.

Seeing this, Han Li, trapped in the crystal wall formation, felt a surge of unease, and Gan Jiuzhen’s delicate eyebrows also furrowed slightly.

Immediately afterward, the crystal wall shone brightly with silver light, contrasting with the azure light, and began to display circular formation patterns, each the size of a millstone.

"Hurry!"

The bloated, ugly man commanded.

The circular formation patterns shone brightly, and the cold air within the crystal wall solidified, instantly transforming into countless ten-foot-long sharp ice spears, shooting towards Han Li and Gan Jiuzhen like a storm.

“Puff, puff, puff…”

The sound of air being torn apart filled the crystal wall, and hundreds of ice spears instantly arrived before the two of them.

Han Li swung his fists, continuously punching forward, and hundreds of golden fist shadows instantly appeared densely, colliding with the ice spears.

On the other side, Gan Jiuzhen flicked her wrist, and a crimson greatsword instantly appeared in her palm.

With one hand forming a hand seal and the other wielding the sword, countless crimson sword shadows formed a sheet, like a round of crimson sun shining in the sky, from which constantly flew clusters of crimson flames,迎向 (ying xiang) the ice spears.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

Explosions echoed in the air. The golden fist shadows constantly dissipated, and the crimson fireballs constantly exploded. However, the ice spears did not shatter, but were pushed back. After a brief pause in mid-air, they swooped down again.

Han Li continued to pound his fists, deflecting the ice spears while also scanning around with his Bright Sight Spirit Eyes.

He discovered that each of these ice spears seemed to be attached with an extremely fine thread of law, making their solidity and penetrating power far beyond the ordinary. Even if his Xuan Immortal body were directly hit, he would not fare well.

However, what he couldn't understand was why these two, who were only in the True Immortal Realm Initial Stage, could use so many threads of law at once.

Furthermore, the crimson greatsword in Gan Jiuzhen's hand made a trace of surprise flash in his eyes.

After a moment of consideration, a special name, or rather, a special code name flashed in Han Li's mind, "Jiao San."

“This woman… could she be Jiao San?”

He was stunned, seemingly not expecting that the person who led a group of True Immortal Realm cultivators to annihilate Red Moon Island that day was actually a woman.

At the same time, under the continuous urging of the effeminate man, the thickness of the crystal wall continued to increase, and the cold air inside became even denser, the space for Han Li and Gan Jiuzhen’s activities being squeezed smaller and smaller.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, if this continues, we will eventually have nowhere to retreat. If we are not exhausted of mana and impaled by ice spears, we will be frozen by the cold air, our life force extinguished." A trace of solemnity flashed in Gan Jiuzhen's beautiful eyes as she transmitted her voice to Han Li.

“Does Fellow Daoist Gan have any way out?” Han Li asked, his heart stirring.

He naturally knew this. He had already ordered the 精炎火鸟 (Essence Flame Firebird) to guard key points within his body, preventing the invasion of cold air. He hadn't revealed it outwardly, and should be fine in the short term, but if he couldn't break out for a long time, the situation would be quite bad.

“I have a method to break this formation, but I need you to protect me for a moment,” Gan Jiuzhen said.

“Alright,” Han Li replied cleanly.

Realizing that Gan Jiuzhen was likely Jiao San, he already intended to conceal his strength and didn't want to act much more. Hearing this, he was naturally extremely willing.

After speaking, he punched open an ice spear flying towards him, moved, and leaped to Gan Jiuzhen's side. He waved his hands in front of him, and several sounds of air being torn apart rang out in succession.

Nine white flying swords flew out from his sleeves, flashing with light and drawing dazzling white sword shadows in the air.

Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and he made several sword seals with his hands. The white flying swords dancing in the air immediately buzzed, transforming into countless white sword threads, crisscrossing each other to form a white sword net with a radius of only a few dozen feet, enveloping him and Gan Jiuzhen.

Seeing this, Gan Jiuzhen immediately flipped her hand and put away the crimson greatsword, sitting down cross-legged.

She flipped her wrist, and a dark red square jade pendant appeared in her palm. It was covered in ravines and dense scales, seemingly carved with several ferocious alien beasts, and faintly exuded an indescribable primeval aura.

Outside the crystal wall, the bloated, ugly man's eyes flashed coldly. He then slightly opened his lips and transmitted his voice to the effeminate man, who also responded with a secret message after listening.

The hand seals of the two of them changed simultaneously.

The six white snow toads surrounding them continuously howled, their bodies shining brightly, and the frost and snow adhering to their surfaces melted, revealing their shiny, pitch-black crystalline bodies.

At the same time, the bloated, ugly man also shone brightly. The two large hands pressed against the crystal wall became as black as ink, extending out black veins that instantly covered the entire crystal wall.

Seeing this, Han Li felt a surge of alertness. He flicked the wrist of a hand hidden in his sleeve, and several pitch-black 重水纹雷 (Heavy Water Pattern Thunder) emerged.

However, before he could offer them, he suddenly felt stiff all over, and he couldn't move at all.

The dark red jade pendant in Gan Jiuzhen's hand had already lit up with blood-red light, and was clearly at the critical moment of activation, but she was also frozen in place.

“This is the Law of Gravity… No, it’s still the Law of Ice!”

Han Li instantly understood that he was frozen by the suddenly increased power of the law.

His mind raced, and he immediately mobilized the 精炎火鸟 (Essence Flame Firebird) with his spiritual sense, trying to get it to help him regain mobility.

However, wails from the Firebird kept coming from his sea of consciousness. Clearly, its actions were also locked by this force of law, and it couldn't help him at all.

At the same time, the countless ice spears surrounding him had all turned black, and they were stabbing towards Han Li and Gan Jiuzhen with even stronger law fluctuations.

Seeing this, a trace of solemnity flashed in Han Li's eyes.

He might be able to protect himself for a while with his Xuan Immortal body, but Gan Jiuzhen would really be in grave danger.

Once this woman was killed, he would definitely fall into a bitter battle himself, which would ultimately be unwise.

A flash of light flashed in Han Li's eyes, and he didn't hesitate to consume essence blood to urge the Immortal Spiritual Power in his body. Still, only less than one-thousandth of the Immortal Spiritual Power flowed into the hand he had hidden in his sleeve under his mobilization.

Under the urging of this wisp of Immortal Spiritual Power, a 重水纹雷 (Heavy Water Pattern Thunder) suddenly lit up with an electric light and fell from Han Li's sleeve, and its surface shone brightly as it fell.

A loud "Boom!" resounded.

A black scorching sun suddenly lit up less than a foot away from Han Li, reflecting a large expanse of glittering silver light in the center, engulfing Han Li entirely.

Gan Jiuzhen, not far from him, was only a moment slower and was also engulfed by this chaotic black light.

“Rumble…”

A series of continuous thunderous rumbling sounds rang out, and countless black dust surged in all directions, turning into a spherical shock wave, rolling and pressing outward, directly compressing the void to the point of shaking.

Under the heavy pressure of this violent force, the densely packed ice spears finally collapsed and shattered, and the entire space fell into unparalleled chaos.