Han Li watched Shi Pokong and the others leave, carefully scanned the vicinity with his divine sense, and only turned back to the main hall after confirming there was nothing amiss.

Inside the hall, Ti Hun was lying on her side on the jade bed in the pool, her already small body curled into a ball, her brow furrowed, her face full of pain.

Han Li's mind stirred, and he immediately focused his divine sense to examine her.

After a moment, his expression eased, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Ti Hun was still in a deep sleep, the aura around her had undergone a considerable change.

Especially in her dantian, that wisp of unstable source power was like a bright light in a dark room. Although the flame was still weak, it gave people a sense of warmth.

"Swish..." A sound of splashing water came from behind the stone bed.

Han Li shifted his gaze and saw the figure of the High Priest slowly standing up from the pool. Wisps of grayish-white smoke emanated from his body, which had a smell like burnt flesh.

When he saw Han Li's face, his expression changed involuntarily, and he couldn't help but ask:

"Your face..."

The High Priest heard this, raised his hand to stroke his cheek, smiled bitterly, and said, "Using the power of reincarnation law to presumptuously predict the future, how could I not pay a price?"

His neck upwards, connecting to his cheeks, was covered with burnt scars, filled with pus that looked like magma, still constantly surging, and overflowing with a fishy, hot aura.

"Then what about the scars on your body?" Han Li frowned and asked.

"Every time I peer into the secrets of heaven, these scars like heavenly punishment will appear. Taking any spiritual pills or immortal medicines is useless. At first, they are just festering sores and scars, then they will scab into goiters. Over time, they have turned me into this half-human, half-ghost appearance," the High Priest said with a bitter smile, his voice hoarse.

As he spoke, he scooped up a handful of pool water and poured it on the scars on his face, stirring up a cloud of white smoke.

Hearing this, Han Li understood that the High Priest had been unwilling to treat Ti Hun not only because of the First Prince but also because of this consideration.

It could be said that when this kind of heavenly punishment reached a certain level, even with high cultivation, one might not be able to escape the fate of falling, and judging from the current situation, the person in front of him was very close to this critical value.

"Han owes the High Priest this matter. If there is anything you need, as long as it is within my power, the High Priest can ask," Han Li said after pondering for a moment.

"There is nothing I ask for at the moment, but if there is a chance in the future, I will still need Fellow Daoist Han to help me with a favor," the High Priest said as he walked out of the pool.

"In the future... what kind of favor?" Han Li frowned and asked.

"The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed," the High Priest shook his head and said.

Han Li's eyes narrowed, and just as he was about to ask again, Ti Hun suddenly groaned, as if she was about to wake up.

"Ti Hun..." Han Li quickly called out softly.

However, Ti Hun only shrank her body again and did not really wake up.

"Her source power was lost for too long, causing her divine sense power to be greatly depleted. If you hadn't used other means to help her secure her soul, she would have already dissipated, leaving only a shell. So you don't need to worry too much, she just needs some time to nurture her soul, and she will wake up on her own in a few days," the High Priest explained.

Hearing this, Han Li was relieved. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "You helped me this time, how will you explain it to the Third Prince afterwards?"

"With those two as examples, I was naturally coerced by you and had no choice but to help you. If Fellow Daoist Han still feels it's not safe enough, you can take action again and beat them to look even more miserable," the High Priest glanced at the two still unconscious by the hall door and said with a smile.

"It would be good if the Third Prince was really that easy to fool..." Han Li smiled and continued.

"So what? As the Holy Clan's High Priest, he won't go too far. Moreover, he came in person just now and didn't seem to gain any advantage, so what qualifications does he have to blame me?" the High Priest said in a hoarse voice.

"There's some truth to that," Han Li nodded.

Afterwards, he took Ti Hun back to the Flower Branch Cave to settle her down, staying by her side the whole time.

Until dawn the next day, Ti Hun had not woken up, but the aura around her had recovered somewhat. Han Li felt a little more at ease, bid farewell to the High Priest, left the main hall, and headed towards the Demon Palace.

However, he had not been gone long when he saw Shi Pokong and a dozen others waiting outside the plaza.

Han Li glanced over and found that in addition to the old man Qu who had appeared last night, there were three cultivators in the Taiyi Late Stage, and seven or eight in the Taiyi Middle and Early Stages.

"Is the Third Prince putting on such a big show to scare Li?" Han Li said with a calm expression, smiling.

"Fellow Daoist Li is mistaken. When you came to our Holy Clan, you came as a guest of honor. Now that you are leaving, we must naturally treat you with courtesy," Shi Pokong said with a smile, fanning a folding fan.

"If that's the case, then Li won't be polite."

Han Li smiled freely, his figure suddenly flashed, and he passed the crowd, directly reaching their front.

Seeing this, Shi Pokong's eyes sank slightly. He snapped the folding fan shut and took the lead to follow, while the others kept a slight distance from him, trailing not far behind.

"Fellow Daoist Li, if I said that I regret not choosing to befriend you back then, would it be too late?" Shi Pokong caught up with Han Li, walking side by side with him, and asked.

"I wonder what the Third Prince is referring to when he says 'back then'? When I first arrived in Nightfall City, or when I was about to enter the Accumulation Scale Void Realm?" Han Li asked with a smile.

"Is there a difference?" Shi Pokong asked.

"Actually, there's no difference. As long as it's before you gave me the Violent Sky Realm Talisman, it's not too late. Unfortunately... the Third Prince, you don't have the method to reverse time, so there's no need to regret it," Han Li shook his head.

"That's a real pity..." Shi Pokong sighed.

Hearing this, Han Li hesitated, rarely moved by his emotions, and sighed, "Why did things come to this between you?"

Shi Pokong naturally knew that Han Li was referring to him and Shi Chuan Kong, but some of the secrets involved were ultimately not to be revealed to outsiders, so he just sighed deeply again, saying nothing, but a hint of loneliness appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Han Li said nothing more and just continued to walk forward.

The group flew through the air until they reached a plaza in the Southern Garden of the Demon Palace, and then they flew down.

Han Li glanced over and saw a strange cone-shaped building that looked like a spire but didn't show any levels of the tower.

The tower was covered with circles of ring-shaped patterns, interconnected with each other, forming a series of extremely complex talisman nets that extended all the way to the ground.

The tower was only about a hundred zhang high, but the base occupied a third of it. The outer periphery was inlaid with a circle of diamond-shaped transparent crystals, refracting the sunlight and emitting patches of dazzling light, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Could this tower be the legendary Void Crossing Tower?" Han Li asked, frowning slightly after watching for a moment.

"If Fellow Daoist Li wants to return directly to the Immortal World, ordinary teleportation formations are simply impossible. Only by tearing through the void through this Void Crossing Tower can you directly cross the boundary and return," Shi Pokong nodded.

"Can I return to the Northern Cold Immortal Domain through this tower?" Han Li raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Cross-boundary teleportation is already extremely difficult, and the resources consumed are enormous. Moreover, tearing through the void for teleportation can only reach the closest place in the adjacent realm," Shi Pokong said with a chuckle.

"Where is that?" Han Li asked.

"The Gold Source Immortal Domain," Shi Pokong glanced at him and said.

"Where in the Gold Source Immortal Domain?" Han Li frowned upon hearing this.

Although Han Li had not yet set foot in this immortal domain, he could not say that he was unfamiliar with it. After all, both the Nine Yuan Temple and the Hundred Refinements Mountain's main gates were located in this immortal domain, and Jin Tong was likely still there.

"There are several receiving formations in the Gold Source Immortal Domain, such as the Nine Yuan Temple and the Shouyang Mountain, but they all require sect tokens to teleport to. If you don't have these, you can only rely on luck, so you may be randomly teleported to any place in the Gold Source Immortal Domain," Shi Pokong laughed.

"Let's go," Han Li said crisply after pondering for a moment.

With that, he took the lead and walked into the Void Crossing Tower.

Shi Pokong frowned as he watched his back and followed.

Walking into the tower, Han Li saw that the ground was covered with talisman array patterns. Several snow-white stone pillars stood in the center, also engraved with various strange patterns.

Each of the four walls of the tower was inlaid with diamond-shaped transparent crystals, and the dense prism surfaces reflected layers of overlapping shadows.

Among the snow-white stone pillars was a ten-zhang-square platform, on which was carved a relief of a Luo Hou True Spirit, lifelike.

Even though the entire formation was not yet in operation, there seemed to be layers of floating light flowing on it, like ripples in the water under the sun, rippling across the entire platform, emanating waves of intense spatial fluctuations.

"Fellow Daoist Li, I hope that we will not meet again in this Holy Region after today's farewell," Shi Pokong suddenly said.

"Third Prince, rest assured, Li has always been a man of his word," Han Li said with an uncommitted smile.

"That's good, please enter the formation," Shi Pokong nodded and said.

Han Li scanned the formation with his divine sense again and found that the details were no different from what the High Priest had described to him meticulously the night before. Only then did he nod and walk up.

"Fellow Daoist Li, rest assured, this Void Crossing Tower is extremely precious. I would never dare to tamper with it. Once this tower is damaged, it would be no different from destroying half of the Holy Clan's imperial city," Shi Pokong said with a smile.

Han Li said nothing more, just looked at Shi Pokong, signaling him to activate the formation.

The latter did not say much, but directly waved his hand.

Several Demon Clan elders behind him immediately dispersed, came to the surroundings of the formation, sat down cross-legged, and began to urge the Void Crossing Tower, each closing their eyes and forming hand seals.

Accompanied by a buzzing sound like a beehive, the entire ground inside the tower trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a silver light lit up on the high platform in the center of the tower, covering Han Li's entire body, and the various talismans on the ground also bloomed with dazzling light.

All the diamond-shaped crystals on the entire tower shone brightly, and countless light spots were refracted, intertwined with each other, turning into an extremely dazzling light, making it impossible to look directly at it even with squinted eyes.

Han Li was located where all the light converged, and his entire body was submerged in light, making it impossible to see his figure clearly. Strands of increasingly strong spatial power began to converge towards the center, and the momentum climbed to its peak.

Just as the formation was about to activate, Han Li suddenly heard Shi Pokong's voice in his ear:

"Farewell, Fellow Daoist Han."