900 feet...

800 feet...

700 feet...

Under the pressure exerted by the gray light emanating from the Integrated Five Extremes Mountain, the golden ripples being released by the Mantra Treasured Axis were constantly being compressed, while the pillar of white light began to steadily accelerate.

At this rate, it wasn't going to take much longer before the pillar of white light broke through the shackles of time to reach Han Li.

Large droplets of sweat began to bead up on Han Li's forehead, and he could clearly sense the sharp pain in his soul being exacerbated as the white light approached him.

His expression had darkened significantly, and he was constantly injecting more immortal spiritual power into his Mantra Treasured Axis, but that was only slightly slowing down the rate at which the golden ripples were being compressed.

A pleased look appeared in the silver-robed young man's eyes upon seeing this, and he opened his mouth to release a ball of black light, within which countless black runes were dancing incessantly.

He quickly made a hand seal, and the ball of black light split up into two parts, one of which fused into the giant inkstone, while the other vanished into the Integrated Five Extremes ...