After the old man finished speaking, he retracted his gaze, seemingly losing interest, and turned to leave the city wall, intending to depart.

Taking a step away, he suddenly remembered something. He moved his lips and transmitted a message to Qingdian, "That human can live or die as fate dictates, but the Sky Fox clan member must not be harmed."

Having received a definite answer, the old man finally left completely.

Having received the old man's tacit approval, Qingdian's face revealed a sinister smile, and a cold glint flashed on his two protruding fangs.

"Awoo!"

He suddenly opened his mouth and let out a roar.

A red light spread out from his gaping mouth, transforming into a huge blood-red vortex, from which emanated an incredibly powerful suction force, enveloping Han Li.

Han Li had already sensed something amiss, so he reversed the Mantra Treasure Wheel in his body in advance. Before being restrained by that force, he blurred and instantly vanished from his spot.

However, the moment he moved, he suddenly felt a numbness in his shoulder. The area previously injured by the magma gave rise to an indescribable, strange power, seemingly echoing the suction force from Qingdian's mouth.

No matter where he moved, that power followed him like a shadow, accompanied by the blood-red vortex.

And as time passed, the suction force grew stronger and stronger, and the speed of the blood-colored vortex increased accordingly.

Finally, the power surged to a point where Han Li could no longer resist it even with the power of the Law of Time. In a flash, he was torn away and fell into the blood-colored vortex, disappearing in a swirl.

"Brother!" Liu Le'er exclaimed, but it was too late.

She glared at Qingdian, who returned a smirk, looking completely unconcerned.

The surrounding crowd erupted in noise, with many sighing, but no one dared to say anything more.

Sangtu and Yunbao's faces were already pale white as they stared blankly at the direction where Han Li disappeared, exchanging glances.

Under the crowd's astonished gaze, Liu Le'er seemed to calm her anger and walked step by step towards Qingdian.

…

At this moment, Han Li entered a bizarre void, suspended in mid-air, surrounded by a foul, fishy smell.

In front of him hung a magma waterfall, and below him rolled a lake of magma, constantly bubbling and bursting.

Han Li wrinkled his nose and looked around, but the surrounding space was not very large, with dark red walls on all sides, covered with flowing scarlet magma, rising and falling like living things.

While he was puzzled, his eyes turned to a dark purple color, and he looked around.

With this scan, he discovered that under the irregular walls, there were channels distributed, with strands of immortal spiritual power flowing inside.

"Strange… Could this be the interior space of that beast? Could I have been swallowed by this thing…" After investigating with the Nine Nether Devil Eyes, Han Li couldn't help but think to himself, touching his nose and muttering.

Just as he was wondering, the surrounding dark red walls suddenly began to wriggle violently and squeeze toward the center, constantly shrinking the surrounding space.

The magma waterfall above also suddenly became turbulent, and a scorching heat rushed down on Han Li's head.

Han Li's heart tightened. He waved his hands left and right, a burst of green light flashed, and thirty-six Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords shot out, their bodies flashing with light, splitting into countless azure sword lights, and shooting in all directions.

For a time, sword energy crisscrossed and sword light overflowed in this narrow space.

However, despite the sharpness of the sword light, the surrounding walls were unmoved and could not be broken at all.

As the walls continued to shrink and squeeze, the range of Han Li's movements became smaller and smaller, and the dense sword light around him could not be deployed, disappearing one after another.

The magma waterfall above finally fell on him.

Han Li felt a weight of a thousand jun crashing down on him, his body suddenly fell, and he fell into the magma lake below. He was submerged in the scorching magma, and his whole body was unbearably painful.

He knew that if the surrounding space was completely closed, he would definitely be sealed in this magma lake. Even if his life was not in danger in the short term, he could not guarantee that there would be no changes over time.

While thinking, he saw him wave one hand to the sky, and the thirty-six Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords merged into one. The sword came out like a dragon, suddenly flew out of the lake, and created a passage under the squeezing of the four walls.

Han Li's figure was as fast as lightning, flying out closely behind. In the other hand, he held the Profound Heaven Gourd, with a swirling green light at the mouth of the gourd, directly collecting the falling magma waterfall above his head.

Without the obstruction of that waterfall, although the atmosphere ahead was still scorching, it could no longer stop Han Li's progress.

After rushing out for about a hundred zhang, Han Li finally rushed out of the squeezed walls, and then his figure rose and fell a few times, arriving at a domed open space.

In front of the open space, the magma waterfall hung down from it, flowing down along the way.

Han Li shook his body and, with the momentum of the Profound Heaven Gourd, passed through the magma waterfall in one go. He found that the area behind was even more spacious, with only two white stone pillars standing in front, from which seemed to be transmitted bursts of sealing power.

"Hehe, I finally found the way…" Han Li was overjoyed, and put away the Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords and the Profound Heaven Gourd.

He fixed his gaze on the two snow-white stone pillars, touching his chin, and carefully looked at them.

…

At the same time, at the city gate outside, Liu Le'er was pointing at Qingdian with one finger, questioning:

"Where did you take my brother? Why can't I sense his aura?"

"That kid has already entered my abdominal space. It won't take long for him to be melted by the primal fire magma. Naturally, you can't sense his aura. Little sister, why don't you recognize me as your brother? Haha!" Qingdian looked at Liu Le'er, who was less than half his height, and laughed loudly.

"Pity, truly pity…"

Hearing this, Liu Le'er was not only not panicked, but instead breathed a sigh of relief and said.

Qingdian thought that Liu Le'er was talking about Han Li, but seeing her expression change like this, he was suddenly a little puzzled.

"You dare swallow Stone Brother into your stomach, just wait and regret it… No, you should say, it's too late for you to regret it… Pity…" Liu Le'er suddenly showed a touch of sympathy and said.

Hearing this, Qingdian panicked and felt something was wrong.

In the next instant, a roar came from his mouth, followed by a flash of dark light.

Then, he saw his figure lunge forward, staggering, almost falling down. His mouth sprayed blood wildly, and an outwardly protruding fang broke from the root, whistling out like a curved blade, directly nailed into the city wall.

"Whoosh!"

As soon as the black light left Qingdian's mouth, it quickly grew larger. As the light converged, a three-headed, six-armed demon god figure appeared from it.

His true spirit bloodline was stimulated to the extreme, causing many surrounding onlookers to have an impulse to worship him from the bottom of their hearts.

"I knew you would be fine." Seeing Han Li like this, Liu Le'er smiled, although a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Han Li nodded slightly to Liu Le'er and looked towards Qingdian on the other side.

"No…"

The corners of Qingdian's mouth were stained with blood, looking at the broken tooth on the wall, he was so angry that he was about to lose his mind.

These two fangs had been refined by him with countless rare treasures for countless years, and were equivalent to a sixth-grade immortal artifact. They were important for him to seal his internal space. Now that one of them had been broken by Han Li, it was equivalent to opening the door from now on. It would cost a lot to repair, how could he not be furious?

"Boy, I want you to die…" Qingdian roared, his body shining brightly with red light, and his body began to expand rapidly, soon exceeding the city wall.

The dark red lines on his body began to spread in all directions, his pupils completely turned blood red, and wisps of pink mist began to overflow from his whole body, looking like he was about to reveal his Qing Ape body.

Seeing this, Han Li also no longer suppressed his own aura. The true spirit bloodline and the Heavenly Fiend Suppressing Prison Skill were fully activated, and his figure also began to skyrocket, not inferior to Qingdian at all.

Seeing this, the surrounding crowd knew that these two were planning to fight to the death, and they retreated to farther places.

At this time, a figure crossed the city and descended from the sky, landing on Qingdian's shoulder.

Qingdian was stepped on by this person, and his figure suddenly became shorter, and then he slapped towards his shoulder.

As a result, when he saw the person's face clearly, he immediately sobered up, forcibly stopped his palm, and his figure began to shrink rapidly, quickly returning to its original shape.

Han Li glanced at him and found that the person standing on Qingdian's shoulder was actually a tall and handsome young man. He was wearing a white robe and his snow-white hair was tied high with a bejeweled jade crown, looking graceful and extraordinary.

"Fellow Daoist Han, long time no see…" The man took the initiative to greet him.

Han Li did not know this person, but after investigating the other party's aura, a look of realization appeared on his face.

This person was none other than Li Qima, who had been imprisoned in the Tower of Time.

Seeing him appear, the surrounding people's expressions changed drastically, and they clasped their fists to salute him, even Qingdian and Liu Le'er were no exception, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.

Thinking of that Feather Transformation Scale, Han Li immediately guessed Li Qima's identity. His eyes flickered slightly, and his figure also began to shrink rapidly, until it returned to its original shape.

Qingdian had calmed down a bit at this moment. Seeing that Li Qima seemed to know Han Li, he did not dare to act rashly, but stood silently aside, his face full of hesitation.