Han Li did not immediately collect the two tufts of Celestial Ice Flame; instead, he tilted his head and fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, a brilliant light flashed in his eyes. He glanced over his shoulder at the Five Sons Demon and then at the two tufts of Celestial Ice Flame below. He seemed to realize something and burst out laughing.
The laughter echoed through the cave, buzzing non-stop.
"Excellent! It seems this trip was indeed not in vain!" Han Li's laughter ceased as he murmured to himself.
He beckoned with both hands towards the void below, and the two tufts of Celestial Ice Flame were lifted by an invisible force, arriving in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Amidst the rumblings of thunder, Han Li released countless thin golden arcs, restraining both tufts of Celestial Ice Flame into golden thread balls and storing them in the Profound Ice Box.
