Only to see not far below Leng Yan Old Ancestor, the pockmarked old man's rolling lightning dissipated, revealing a tattered body.

However, this tattered body was made up of several pieces of dark red wood, faintly resembling the wreckage of a puppet. Each piece of wood was engraved with mysterious patterns.

And not far from the puppet's wreckage, stood a person, none other than the pockmarked old man, with no injuries at all, except for a slightly pale complexion.

Leng Yan Old Ancestor and Xiong Shan's expressions changed upon seeing this.

"Substitute Puppet!" Han Li said slowly, glancing at the dark red puppet's wreckage.

The pockmarked old man took out a pill and swallowed it, his pale complexion quickly recovering.

"I didn't expect there to be such restrictions here, but it doesn't matter, there are plenty of ways to kill people without directly attacking." He sneered.

After saying this, the pockmarked old man took a step, slowly advancing one step at a time.

Leng Yan Old Ancestor shuddered and hurriedly raised his foot, wanting to continue climbing the steps.

Just as he raised one foot, his face suddenly flushed red, triggering his injuries. He spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed again, weakened.

Leng Yan Old Ancestor's face revealed a miserable expression, his gaze suddenly falling on Han Li not far away, a glimmer of hope rising in his eyes as he transmitted a cry for help: "Fellow Daoist Han, save me!"

Han Li frowned and did not move.

Carrying Lu Yuqing was already quite strenuous. If he added Leng Yan Old Ancestor, even if he tried his best, he wouldn't necessarily be able to reach the top smoothly.

Seeing Han Li's expression, the hope in Leng Yan Old Ancestor's eyes dimmed instantly, but the next moment, his eyebrows rose as if he remembered something.

"Fellow Daoist Han, would you like to obtain the latter half of the Great Zhou Stellar Origin Technique?" Leng Yan Old Ancestor's urgent voice sounded in Han Li's mind.

"You possess the latter half of the Great Zhou Stellar Origin Technique?" Han Li's expression shifted. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked via voice transmission.

"I don't, but if you can save my life now, I can take you to retrieve it," Leng Yan Old Ancestor said.

"Are you saying that the latter half of the technique is within this Youhan Palace?" Han Li raised an eyebrow, immediately understanding.

"Exactly. Actually, the stone tablet recording the first half of the Great Zhou Stellar Origin Technique was obtained when I accidentally touched a restriction during my last visit to this Youhan Palace. I came here this time for the latter half of the technique. That place is extremely hidden. Without my guidance, you would never be able to find the location of the latter half of the technique," Leng Yan Old Ancestor said immediately.

Hearing this, Han Li did not answer immediately, a pensive look on his face, considering the truthfulness of Leng Yan Old Ancestor's words.

From the previous conversation between Leng Yan Old Ancestor and Xiong Shan, both of them had gained many benefits when the Immortal Mansion opened last time. Leng Yan Old Ancestor had also told him before that the Great Zhou Stellar Origin Technique was obtained from a secret realm. If it was this Youhan Palace, it would be reasonable.

Moreover, when breaking the restrictions outside the Immortal Mansion, the blue stone tablet that recorded the first half of the technique resonated with the restrictions here, indicating that there must be some connection between the two.

Judging from these circumstances, there was a seventy or eighty percent chance that Leng Yan Old Ancestor's words were true.

At that moment, the pockmarked old man had already climbed more than a dozen steps, not far from Leng Yan Old Ancestor.

"Fellow Daoist Han, do you suspect that I am lying in order to save my life? I am willing to swear with a Heart Devil Oath that not a single word is false, or may I be invaded by the Heart Devil and die in eternal doom!" Seeing the pockmarked old man approaching, Leng Yan Old Ancestor revealed a look of terror in his eyes and hurriedly transmitted his voice again, swearing with a Heart Devil Oath.

"Alright, I will believe you this time." Hearing Leng Yan Old Ancestor's oath, Han Li felt a sense of relief and nodded.

"Wait for me here." He placed Lu Yuqing on the steps beneath him and walked towards Leng Yan Old Ancestor.

Lu Yuqing had been closing her eyes to relax, but only to avoid adding to Han Li's burden.

She had already opened her eyes and seen the series of changes that had just taken place, nodding her head and standing obediently on the steps.

Walking upwards was extremely difficult, but walking downwards was very easy.

Han Li flashed, taking a few steps to reach Leng Yan Old Ancestor's side. He bent down and picked him up, immediately turning back.

Seeing this, the pockmarked old man was furious.

However, he was still some distance away from Han Li and the others, beyond his reach. Moreover, he did not dare to launch another attack, and could only watch helplessly as Han Li rescued Leng Yan Old Ancestor.

Xiong Shan continued to climb upwards, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes as he sensed Han Li's actions.

Carrying one person might be possible with his tyrannical physical body, but carrying two people was simply a death wish. He didn't believe that a mere True Immortal realm cultivator could achieve this.

Holding Leng Yan Old Ancestor, Han Li quickly returned to the previous steps and picked up Lu Yuqing as well.

Holding both of them, his shoulders immediately drooped, shaking slightly.

Seeing this, Leng Yan Old Ancestor and Lu Yuqing's expressions changed slightly.

Han Li took a deep breath and chanted, another layer of dazzling purple-gold light appearing on his body.

Several clear cries and roars came from the purple-gold light. Then, several different phantoms, such as dragons, colorful phoenixes, qingluans, and thunderbirds, appeared before flashing and merging into his body.

Han Li's body instantly grew several times larger, and layers of purple-gold scales appeared on his body. His shoulders and ribs blurred, and two more hideous heads and four purple-gold arms grew out.

His body immediately stabilized. His four new arms hugged Leng Yan Old Ancestor and Lu Yuqing, and he strode forward, his speed not slowing down at all.

Seeing this scene, the pockmarked old man's face revealed an unbelievable expression.

Xiong Shan also sensed something, pausing his climb and turning his head to look, a hint of shock appearing in his eyes.

He took a deep look at Han Li before retracting his gaze and continuing to climb to the top.

"Fellow Daoist Han's physical body is so powerful. I am truly impressed!" A hint of joy flashed in Leng Yan Old Ancestor's eyes as he praised.

"Spare me the flattery. However, Fellow Daoist Leng Yan, I have something to ask." Han Li said casually, not stopping his feet.

Leng Yan Old Ancestor's face revealed a hint of embarrassment as he said, "Fellow Daoist Han, please."

"That person behind us, you just called him Xue Han. We all participated in the Holy Puppet Gate incident back then. Is this pockmarked old man the same Xue Han from back then?" Han Li asked via voice transmission, a flash of light in his eyes.

Leng Yan Old Ancestor's expression changed, and he did not speak for a moment. After a moment of silence, he nodded.

Hearing this, a strange light flashed in Han Li's eyes as he asked again via voice transmission, "In that case, are the identities of those other Ghost Crying Sect cultivators also fake?"

"Fellow Daoist Han, it's best not to ask too much about these matters. Knowing too much won't do you any good," Leng Yan Old Ancestor transmitted, seemingly with deep meaning.

"That's true. I was just curious for a moment." Han Li raised an eyebrow and smiled, no longer asking.

Lu Yuqing looked at the two people beside her, her beautiful eyes flashing slightly, and said nothing.

During the conversation, Han Li advanced quite a bit.

At that moment, he was only thirty or forty steps away from the end of the steps.

Xue Han was far behind, looking over with a fierce expression, while Xiong Shan was steadily walking ahead, about to reach the end.

Han Li looked at the steps ahead, his expression serious.

The remaining steps were the most difficult to pass. He didn't dare to be careless and mobilized every bit of his physical strength.

Han Li's body flashed with two-colored light as he advanced steadily, one step at a time.

After walking more than a dozen steps, Han Li's figure suddenly became extremely slow. He had to rest in place after almost every step before taking another one.

Xiong Shan's situation was the same as his, one step at a time.

The strength of the gravity here had reached a terrifying level, and the air was making slight trembling sounds.

A slight look of exhaustion appeared on Han Li's face, and the two-colored light on his body flickered.

Seeing Han Li's situation, Lu Yuqing and Leng Yan Old Ancestor couldn't help but reveal worried expressions.

"Fellow Daoist Han, why don't you put one of us down first and take one of us to the top first, then return to take the other one?" Leng Yan Old Ancestor suggested.

"That would be too much of a waste of time. Don't worry, I can still hold on." Han Li glanced at Xiong Shan, who was only five steps ahead of him and resting, and said casually.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took another step, ascending one level.

The steps shook slightly, making a low rumbling sound.

Xiong Shan glanced back with the corner of his eye, his eye twitched, and he immediately took another step.

At that moment, Han Li's body was trembling slightly. He narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and adjusted his physical strength as quickly as possible before taking another step.

The summit was already within reach. Reaching the summit earlier meant having a chance to find treasures sooner.

The two of them did not give way and sprinted with all their might.

The gravity restrictions on the last dozen steps were too strong, and it took the two of them a full quarter of an hour to traverse them.

Han Li stepped onto the summit, and the surrounding gravity instantly disappeared without a trace, his whole body feeling extremely relaxed.

With a "swoosh," his figure shot upwards for more than ten zhang.

Han Li's body flashed with light before stopping, landing on the ground.

Although he had climbed with all his might, he was carrying two people after all, having to bear the equivalent of three times the gravity. He was still one step behind Xiong Shan.

He let out a long breath and looked back down, Xue Han standing at the fiftieth or sixtieth step, looking over with a fierce expression.

Han Li grinned at him, put down Leng Yan Old Ancestor and the other, waved his hand to dispel the transformation, and looked ahead.

Reaching the top of the mountain, directly in front of him stood a purple gate tower that was dozens of zhang tall. Golden dragons were coiled around the pillars on both sides, with the dragon heads protruding from under the eaves, each holding a golden dragon pearl in its mouth.

At the position of the plaque on the gate tower, there were no words written, only a picture of a thousand-mile ice field. The brushwork was rough, but very vivid.

On either side of the gate, there were sections of purple high walls that extended out, winding and invisible to the end. It was unknown where they led.

Han Li looked at the purple gate tower and high walls, finding that they were ordinary buildings with no restriction fluctuations on them. The dragon pearls held in the dragons' mouths were not immortal treasures, but ordinary dead objects.

Only the picture of the thousand-mile ice field was a bit special. The scene it depicted looked familiar to Han Li.

It seemed... to be the vast ice field he had passed through when flying here.