The Incarnation of Fiery Truth had not yet condensed a golden body, but its six arms were each forming incantations. Its two distinct faces moved their lips slightly, as if silently chanting something.
A moment later, waves of Sanskrit chants began to echo within the secret chamber.
At the same time, golden light flowed across Han Li's face, and as his skin rippled, golden scales began to emerge on his body.
This was clearly the Sanskrit Saint Devil Arts being pushed to its extreme.
The nine silver discs suspended around him trembled slightly and began to glow dazzlingly, emitting a buzzing sound.
This sound harmonized with the Sanskrit chants echoing in the chamber, seamlessly blending together without any discord. It was as if they originated from the same source.
With two soft pops, a circle of golden halo suddenly appeared behind Han Li and the Incarnation of Fiery Truth.
The halo behind the Incarnation was noticeably larger than the one below it, but in terms of density, it was significantly less substantial than the lower halo.
Han Li let out a low grunt, and his hand seals changed.
The two golden halos spun rapidly, and countless golden runes surged out from their centers, each one dazzling with brilliant golden light.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that these runes were all Golden Seal Script.
As if summoned by the Golden Seal Script, the nine silver discs also underwent a sudden transformation.
Amidst the buzzing sound, fist-sized silver runes rapidly floated out from the discs and soared towards the golden halos.
These silver runes were clearly Silver Inscription Script.
In an instant, golden and silver spirit characters appeared simultaneously within the halos, and their numbers rapidly increased, filling every part of the halos moments later.
Still, a large number of runes continued to emerge, continuously surging into the halos.
Han Li remained motionless, but his previously expressionless face began to show signs of strain, and as the runes in the halos multiplied, this strain became increasingly evident.
After a short while, Han Li's eyes suddenly widened like bells, and he let out a thunderous roar.
Immediately, the nine silver discs simultaneously burst open with a sharp shriek, transforming into clusters of silver light that vanished into thin air.
The golden halo behind Han Li also spun violently, growing progressively blurry and smaller, and the golden and silver runes within it also shrank instantly.
In just a few breaths, thousands of runes had shrunk to the size of grains of rice.
The golden halo itself transformed into a fist-sized, dazzling, and peculiar golden orb of light.
The other golden halo in the air, activated by the Incarnation of Fiery Truth, also slowly descended, transforming into another golden orb of light.
Then, with a flash of light, the colossal Incarnation vanished instantly.
As a result, only the two light orbs remained gently floating beside Han Li.
Han Li's expression was unusually solemn. He lightly tapped each of the orbs with a finger.
With two whooshing sounds, the two golden orbs flashed and disappeared into his glabella.
The next moment, beads of sweat the size of peas appeared on Han Li's forehead. His body swelled by a full circle, and the skin on his limbs began to tremble, as thick, sinuous veins pulsed and protruded beneath his scales.
It was as if something violent was raging within Han Li, causing him immense pain.
A short while later, Han Li's entire head pulsed with spiritual light and was suddenly enveloped by a layer of bizarre purple-gold light, which expanded and contracted erratically.
On his face, golden and silver runes flickered in and out of existence, as if something was trying to escape from within, but was forcibly pulled back.
The sight was incredibly bizarre.
Han Li, however, had closed his eyes at this moment, and his hand seals changed incessantly, like turning wheels, as if he was desperately activating something, causing the golden light on his body to flicker wildly, alternating between dim and bright.
At the same time, an astonishing phenomenon appeared above the mountain peak where the cave mansion was located.
The previously clear, azure sky, which had been cloudless for miles, suddenly became plagued by strong winds.
Then, the entire sky darkened, and vast dark clouds emerged, turning the sky within a hundred miles as black as the bottom of a pot.
The strong winds that had just begun suddenly subsided, followed by a cold current that surged from an unknown source, raging through the clouds.
After a torrent of fist-sized blue hailstones pelted down, feather-like heavy snow poured from the sky.
Moments later, the entire area transformed into a world of ice and snow, glistening everywhere, like a glacial, freezing land.
Before the heavy snow had fully stopped, a hot hurricane swept out from within the clouds.
The incredibly thick dark clouds were instantly dispersed by the wind, and beams of sunlight immediately poured down.
At this point, anyone on the mountain peak, upon seeing the sky, would inevitably be shocked and gasp in disbelief.
It was currently midday, and of the several suns that should have been visible simultaneously, only one remained, still glittering. All the other suns had vanished.
The sole remaining sun faintly appeared golden-yellow, and the azure sky had, at some point, transformed into a pale silver.
The interplay of gold and silver made the entire area seem as if it were in another mysterious world.
However, if someone were to fly hundreds of miles away from Han Li's mountain peak, they would find that the astonishing celestial phenomenon gradually faded. Beyond a hundred miles, where there was a vast, white mist sea, several scorching suns still shone side by side in the sky, and the sky remained as azure as before, with only faint silver light shimmering above the mist sea.
However, the continuous rumbling sounds coming from the same direction startled many cultivators in the vicinity, who were already on alert, causing them to fly out of their cave mansions in surprise.
They either stood atop mountain peaks, or directly activated their treasures to fly high into the sky, all gazing towards the mist sea, their faces filled with doubt and astonishment.
Above a mountain peak merely a dozen miles from the mist sea, over a dozen individuals were suspended thousands of feet in the air, also gazing at the distant mist sea.
A fair-faced man in white robes, appearing to be in his thirties but clearly of much higher status than the others, stood at the forefront, standing on a large white sword.
The other dozen-plus individuals, young and old, stood slightly behind him, their gazes towards the white-robed man filled with great reverence.
"Did this person really only arrive at Ascending Sun Peak three days ago and occupy it?" the white-robed man asked without turning his head, after the peculiar expression on his face subsided.
"Reporting, Ancestor," a white-haired and bearded old man replied respectfully, bowing slightly. "This person indeed descended upon Ascending Sun Peak three days ago and used powerful divine sense to expel all nearby cultivators simultaneously. Your grand-nephew has a friend at the late Nascent Soul stage who was also in this area at the time. It is said that under the force of that divine sense, he couldn't even stand firm, and his entire cultivation base was suppressed on the spot, unable to be circulated in the slightest, which is why he dared not resist and obediently departed."
"Oh, to completely suppress a mere Nascent Soul cultivator from a distance with just divine sense, while difficult, I could barely manage it. But to simultaneously suppress cultivators in over a dozen cave mansions at the same time, that is definitely beyond the capability of a Void Refinement cultivator. Even a cultivator at the Great Accomplishment stage of Void Refinement would find it unlikely," the white-robed man said slowly, his expression somewhat strange.
"Ancestor, do you mean this senior is an Integration Stage existence?" The white-haired elder's face changed dramatically, and he gasped.
The others, hearing this, were also greatly startled, each drawing in a sharp breath.
"Purely based on the strength of the divine sense, it's highly possible. However, it's not impossible that this person is leveraging the power of some rare treasure, or cultivates some exceptionally powerful divine sense secret art," the white-robed man pondered for a moment, then spoke, not entirely certain.
"I see!" The white-haired elder felt a slight relief, as if he found this explanation somewhat acceptable.
"Hmph, this is merely my speculation. Even if this person is not an Integration Stage cultivator, they are certainly a Void Refinement stage existence, and more likely than not, they have reached the Great Accomplishment stage. You must not provoke this person. Towards such high-level existences, our True Spirit Family will only strive to befriend them, never make enemies," the white-robed man's expression darkened, and he instructed coldly.
"How would your grand-nephew dare to offend this senior? If it weren't for Ancestor happening to pass by here, our lineage might even have immediately relocated from this place and sought another family foothold," the white-haired elder, however, gave a wry smile.
"Relocate! There's no need for that. Since this person merely used divine sense to expel others previously, it seems they are simply somewhat overbearing, not truly ruthless. Moreover, looking at the current celestial phenomenon, this person is using this place to cultivate some extraordinary grand divine ability, and doesn't seem to have any other agenda. Since they chose this remote location, they are likely a rogue cultivator without allegiance. If we can recruit them into the family as a guest elder, it would be enough to significantly boost our Gu family's strength. In that case, I shall stay here with you for a while longer and see if I can befriend this person first," the white-robed man's eyes flickered as he said this.
"Ancestor is willing to stay here with your grand-nephew, which is a great honor for our lineage!" The white-haired elder, hearing this, was overjoyed.
His ancestor was a Void Refinement stage early-level existence. During his temporary stay at their cave mansion, any casual guidance he offered would be enough for their lineage's disciples to benefit immensely.
After all, as the clan leader of a branch of the Gu family, he himself was only a late Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
The white-robed man was pleased with the elder's attitude. After a slight nod, his gaze returned to the mist sea in the distance, and he couldn't help but ponder what kind of grand divine ability of the human race could manifest such a celestial phenomenon.
However, the Spirit Refinement Art was a rare secret art from the True Immortal Realm, so even though this individual was a high-level existence of the True Spirit Family, after observing for a long time, he naturally remained completely perplexed.
Fortunately, the celestial phenomenon visible from this location was not yet truly astonishing. Otherwise, if he were at the center of the mist sea, the white-robed man would have long been dumbfounded, and would not have been so calm.
After all, some divine abilities cultivated in the Spirit Realm, while capable of sensing heaven and earth, only caused some disruption to the surrounding heaven and earth vital energy, and could never be as astonishing as the Spirit Refinement Art.
But even the celestial phenomenon before him made the white-robed man hesitant to regard Han Li as an ordinary cultivator, and a strong desire to win him over arose in his heart.
After observing for a while longer, seeing that the distant celestial phenomenon showed no further changes, the white-robed man left one young man on the mountain peak, and ultimately returned to the cave mansion at the foot of the mountain with the others.
Other cultivators in the vicinity who had witnessed the phenomenon, after being awestruck for a long time, also found it impossible to continue monitoring indefinitely, and most returned to their cave mansions with some apprehension.
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