Han Li remained in his meditative state for a full two months.
On a certain day when those two months had passed and he finally opened his eyes again, not only had the lingering hidden danger in his body been completely eliminated, but his Magical Power and vitality had both recovered to their peak condition.
Only now did Han Li truly relax.
Even if Yuan Sha and those other Demon Ancestors came knocking at his door once more, he was confident he now had the strength to face them in battle.
After waking, Han Li pondered for a moment, then flipped one hand over. A white wooden box and a blue jade bottle materialized simultaneously.
A flash of golden light escaped his fingers, and the white wooden box was immediately enveloped in a layer of golden luminescence. It rose of its own accord into midair, where it hovered in perfect stillness.
Han Li's gaze settled on the remaining blue jade bottle, and a hint of excitement surfaced on his face.
"Chaos Yin-Yang Qi — I've long heard of this treasure's reputation, but I never imagined I would truly obtain it one day. If I can refine this substance, advancing to the late stage of the Fusion stage should pose no great difficulty," Han Li murmured to himself in a low voice. Then he flicked one finger against the bottle's stopper.
With a muffled thud, the stopper popped free on its own.
A humming sound resonated from within the bottle, and a sphere of blue light shot out from its mouth. After a single flicker, it rocketed upward at tremendous speed.
Han Li's expression darkened. One arm blurred as he made a grasping motion toward the void, and an invisible torrent of immense force instantly enveloped the entire cavern.
His five fingers, radiating light, pulled back sharply.
A hissing sound rang out as the blue light shuddered and was forcibly dragged back, landing in the center of his palm.
Han Li let out a soft breath. Supporting the light with one hand, he narrowed his eyes and studied the object in his palm with careful attention.
Within the flickering blue radiance, one black and one white mote of light, each no larger than a bean, blinked erratically back and forth.
A blue gleam flashed through Han Li's pupils as he channeled all the Magical Power in his body into his eyes. The two motes of light, which had been somewhat blurred, instantly became crystal clear in his vision.
But the very instant he saw them clearly, his body lurched, a look of blank bewilderment seized his face, and he froze in place, utterly motionless.
A full quarter-hour passed before a flicker of struggle finally appeared on Han Li's features. He suddenly bit down hard, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and only then did his body jerk as he toppled backward.
"Truly terrifying Chaos Yin-Yang Qi… Truly fearsome reincarnation illusions — exactly as dreadful as the legends claim. Had I not suddenly awakened at the very last moment, I would likely have been trapped forever within the illusory world born of the Chaos Yin-Yang Qi, never even realizing it." Han Li stirred, settling himself back into a cross-legged position, his face still pale with lingering fright as he gasped out a few sentences.
The instant he had used his Myriad Eyes Spirit Vision to glimpse the Chaos Yin-Yang Qi clearly, the primordial power contained within it had drawn him in, plunging him headlong into countless illusory worlds of every size — and he had been unable to free himself.
Had he not had the foresight to first cultivate within his body a strand of true energy set to erupt on its own after a set period, forcibly jolting himself awake, his body would have rotted and his soul extinguished right here, sitting until the day of his final passing.
Though Han Li had received quite a fright, no further doubt remained in his mind about the object in his hand.
Only the legendary Chaos Yin-Yang Qi could wield such horrifying power — there could be nothing false about it. All he needed now was the secret technique for refining this spiritual substance, and the late stage of the Fusion realm would be well within reach.
Even a man as perpetually calm as Han Li could not entirely suppress a flicker of excitement stirring in the depths of his heart.
Before that, however, he still needed to deal with those two old devils inside the Soul Suppression Tower.
With this thought in mind, he suddenly tapped one finger toward the blue-green sphere of light in his palm.
After a low peal of thunder, a flash of golden light sparked at his fingertip. A slender arc of lightning sprang forth, vanished in an instant as it plunged into the sphere, then curled back as swiftly as it had come.
The black and white motes of light within the blue-green sphere remained perfectly calm, as though nothing had happened at all.
But a look of satisfaction appeared on Han Li's face. With a single-pointing gesture toward the blue jade bottle, a plume of white radiance surged from its mouth and swept the sphere of light inside.
With a flick of his sleeve, the jade bottle was stowed away.
Only then did Han Li turn his gaze to the wooden box hovering in the void. He opened his mouth and spat out a string of round beads, pressed one palm against the crown of his head, and slowly closed his eyes…
After a short while, in a certain mysterious space, the air rippled and Han Li's spiritual projection flickered into existence high in the sky.
He swept his gaze in every direction, and his brows furrowed slightly.
The void all around was a vast expanse of white. Countless snowflakes drifted downward. This place had become a world of glaciers!