Han Li frowned slightly, gazing at the white mist figure that resembled his own outline.

The white mist at the figure's palm swirled gently, extending and solidifying into a long sword.

"What exactly is this?" Han Li wondered, as a blue light ignited in his eyes.

Under the power of his Spirit Eyes, he could see that the white figures were shrouded in mist, each with a ball of light inside their bodies, rhythmically expanding and contracting.

The figure fighting Hu Yan Daoren had a crimson light, the one fighting Luo Qinghai had an azure light, and the one in front of Han Li had a faint golden light.

Aside from that, he could discern nothing else unusual about the white mist figures.

Just as Han Li hesitated whether to summon the Mantra Treasure Wheel to investigate with the Eyes of Truth, a somewhat weak voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

It was Nan Ke Meng.

In fact, her voice resonated in everyone's ears at that moment:

"Senior cultivators, these white mist figures have no physical form. They each contain the power of laws that corresponds to each of you. Above their heads is a white thread invisible to the naked eye, connected to the finger of the Surveillance Envoy. And above their hearts is another thread, connected to the back of your hearts."

Hearing this, Han Li tilted his head slightly, looking toward Gongshujiu's arms.

Sure enough, he saw all five fingers of his left hand twitching almost imperceptibly, like a puppeteer in the mortal world pulling strings.

While carefully wielding his sword against the white mist figure, Han Li surveyed the surrounding battle and was struck to find that the figure fighting Hu Yan Daoren possessed the power of fire, and the one fighting Luo Qinghai possessed the power of the ocean...

His brow furrowed, and he suddenly understood.

"Fellow cultivators, do not waste your energy fighting these white mist figures. They are all reflections of us, created by the Surveillance Envoy through the Laws of Qi. That is why their aura and outline are almost identical to ours, making it difficult for us to defeat them," Han Li warned telepathically.

"After Meng'er's reminder, I realized this, but this thing's power of laws is the same as ours. How can we defeat it?" Luo Qinghai responded.

"Do not waste the power of laws in vain. These reflections are connected to us by channels of mist, and they are stealing the power of laws from us," Han Li continued.

"So that's it! No wonder I felt the power of fire in my body being consumed so quickly? The speed is more than twice as fast as usual," Hu Yan Daoren exclaimed in shock, quickly transmitting his message.

"He wants us to exhaust ourselves. When the power of laws is depleted, it will be our death," Jiao San, transformed into an old woman, also transmitted.

"Since Fellow cultivator Li has discovered the problem, is there a solution?" Fellow cultivator Chi, whose skin had turned dark red, as if bathed in blood, asked.

"These white mist figures have no spiritual consciousness and do not act on their own. They are controlled by the Surveillance Envoy to launch attacks. After all, the essence of this technique relies on his Laws of Qi. We only need to temporarily stop using the power of laws and attack Gongshujiu's true form with all our might, which may break the current situation," Han Li replied thoughtfully.

"Good! Rather than wait for death, let's fight!" Hu Yan Daoren was the first to express his support.

"I agree with what Fellow cultivator Li said." Luo Qinghai turned his gaze toward Nan Ke Meng, and when he saw her nod to him, he immediately said.

Jiao San and Chi Lijiao also expressed their agreement one after another.

Once the five had decided on their plan, they immediately acted. The crimson flames on Hu Yan Daoren's body extinguished, and his figure spun in mid-air, soaring like a tornado, stabbing straight at the white mist figure in front of him.

The flames on that figure also extinguished, and it crashed into Hu Yan Daoren in the same posture.

The two collided in mid-air with a deafening roar.

As Hu Yan Daoren flew backward, he used the force of the recoil to rapidly rush toward Gongshujiu.

Almost at the same time, Luo Qinghai and the others used their own means to break free from the entanglement with the white figures in front of them, soared from different angles, and also went straight to Gongshujiu.

Seeing this, Gongshujiu raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"My Qi Shadow Technique has been discovered? It seems I underestimated you a bit... But, so what?" He sighed softly and said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, his left hand suddenly pulled back, and a strong wind blew in the void.

The white figures were pulled back by a great force, and in almost an instant, they stood in front of Hu Yan Daoren and the others.

"Do you think it will be any different if you don't use the power of laws? You still have no chance of winning..." Gongshujiu said with a playful tone, like a cat toying with a mouse.

But at this moment, golden ripples suddenly rippled in the void behind him, and Han Li's figure suddenly appeared, wielding the Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords in a horizontal sweep, slashing at his waist.

Seeing the azure blade flashing with golden electric arcs about to cut into his waist, Gongshujiu's figure suddenly flashed with white light and disappeared, replaced by the white mist reflection of Han Li.

He had swapped his position with the white mist figure at the last moment.

"Chila!"

The white mist figure was struck by the blade and instantly torn in half in the electric sword energy, then disintegrated.

In the void not far away, Gongshujiu's figure emerged, witnessing this scene, his pupils slightly shrinking, and veins popping on his face, finally truly enraged.

"The Power of Laws of Time... Is your surname Li?" He asked, frowning at Han Li.

Han Li did not answer, but he felt a little regret in his heart for not being able to hit him with one strike.

"I heard that the guy who killed Elder Tao's son, Tao Yu, in Zhulong Dao was surnamed Li and practiced the Time Technique like *True Words Transformation Wheel Scripture*. Could it be you by any chance?" Gongshujiu asked slowly, his tone becoming increasingly cold.

"That's right, I killed that guy." Han Li grinned and admitted generously.

"You can still smile more now, but when I take you back to Elder Tao, you won't be able to smile. His best skill is extracting nascent soul essence to refine nascent soul lamps. By then, you will be lit on the altar of Tao Yu's spiritual seat, and you will burn for at least ten thousand years. That taste... how should I say it? Perhaps, in comparison, you would rather be refined into a Golden Soul Pill." Gongshujiu changed his previous amiable expression, his smile becoming more and more sinister, and he said in a low voice.

"I have tasted the taste of Golden Soul Pill, but I don't know what kind of pill the nascent soul of a Jade Immortal can be refined into? And what will the taste be like?" Han Li said with an unchanged expression and a smile.

After saying that, he took a step forward, waved his long sword, and took the initiative to attack Gongshujiu.

"Arrogant!"

Gongshujiu's face suddenly sank. He moved his left hand fingers, continuing to control the white mist figures to entangle with Hu Yan Daoren and the others, but his right hand grabbed the void, holding a slender long sword as white as jade.

As his long sword swept through, a hazy flow of air seemed to pass through the void, turning into a thin blade comparable to sword energy and slashing toward Han Li.

Han Li's eyes were filled with blue light, able to see the trajectory of these air blades and feel the fluctuations coming from them.

He wielded the long sword in his hand continuously, and layers of azure sword energy, like a protective spirit light, shrouded him, blocking the air sword blades three feet away from him.

Han Li couldn't help but marvel in his heart. The power of laws is divided into strong and weak, and so are the people who use them. The person in front of him can use the Laws of Qi to such a realm, which is really beyond the reach of cultivators at their Golden Immortal level.

Due to being suppressed by Gongshujiu's spiritual domain, Han Li spent a lot of effort to barely break through the layers of air sword blades and narrow the distance with Gongshujiu.

He pinched a sword gesture with one hand, and the long sword danced in mid-air. The sword shadows formed by layers of azure sword energy bloomed like lotus flowers, and then shot at Gongshujiu like a storm.

Gongshujiu frowned slightly, held his sword horizontally in front of him, and twisted his wrist. The sword swept across a fan shape in front of him, and a huge white air wall suddenly appeared in the void.

"Zheng zheng zheng"

Inside the hall, the sound of clashing swords continued.

Azure sword shadows hit the white air wall one after another, piercing three inches into the wall but unable to come out, and were all blocked behind.

"It seems I overestimated you a bit..." Gongshujiu said, seeming disappointed.

Han Li, however, raised the corner of his mouth in a smile and lightly flicked the sword body of the Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords.

There was a loud "boom".

All the azure sword shadows suddenly burst with light and exploded.

A violent wave of air mixed with cyan and white colors suddenly expanded into a huge arc, sweeping in all directions.

Wherever the air wave passed, the void trembled, and the entire hall shook violently.

This domed golden hall was originally centered on the jade emerald furnace, but the furnace was eaten by Jin Tong, and the magic circle inscribed in the hall was almost destroyed. At this moment, under the impact of the huge force, cracks vaguely appeared on the walls.

Gongshujiu was closest to the explosion, and his figure couldn't help but stagger backward under the push of the air wave.

Before he could stand firm, a crimson figure suddenly flashed behind him.

Gongshujiu's mind froze, and his body twisted abruptly in a strange arc. He looked intently and saw that it was Hu Yan Daoren holding a flaming long sword, slashing down at him.

He immediately raised the slender long sword in his right hand and blocked the slashing Hu Yan Daoren.

"Zheng!"

The brilliant red flames and invisible airflow clashed fiercely, sword energy surged, and fire scattered.

Just as the two swords clashed, another change occurred.

The package behind Hu Yan Daoren suddenly shone brightly with red light, and a crimson gourd suddenly flew out, the mouth of the gourd facing obliquely downward, facing Gongshujiu, and stopped above the heads of the two.

The ancient seal characters on the gourd surface flickered, and the whole body was red and transparent, emitting bursts of scorching air.

"This is..." Han Li's heart moved, and he murmured.

Before he could finish speaking, the mouth of the crimson gourd made a soft "po" sound and opened by itself.