The golden ancient sword only let out a clear chime, then was effortlessly pulled up by Xiong Shan's right arm.

Holding the golden ancient sword in one hand, Xiong Shan's tattered body seemed to sway unsteadily, but he finally stabilized himself, the corners of his mouth curling up in a strange smile.

As the golden ancient sword and golden flames left the altar's apex restriction at the same time, the golden-glowing array patterns on the altar instantly dimmed, and the dense flame sword qi in the void shuddered before disappearing completely.

At that moment, Hu San, Jiao San, and Lei Yuce all appeared.

The white light shields around Hu San and Jiao San had vanished, apparently completely destroyed.

The two were now enveloped beneath a dark red circular wheel, their clothes torn, stained with blood, and looking utterly disheveled.

Lei Yuce and his companions fared much better, their golden light arrays remaining intact, though more than half of the golden sword shadows within had been forcibly severed.

Lei Yuce and Wen Zhong were pale as paper, appearing to have suffered a great loss of vitality.

However, when they saw the golden flames in Han Li's hand and the ancient sword pulled out by Xiong Shan, their faces turned even paler, and they were about to say something.

Just then, a muffled "crack" echoed from within the golden altar, as if something had shattered.

Hearing this, Han Li felt a foreboding premonition rise in his heart.

Before he could react, a tremendous roar erupted from within the altar, as if countless people were screaming at the top of their lungs in exultation, filled with endless cheers.

Along with the roar, dazzling black light burst from the crack in the altar, and the entire cavern began to rumble and shake violently, as if the earth were splitting and mountains were collapsing.

The golden altar also shook violently, and several cracks opened in other places, from which bursts of black light erupted.

"Daoist Han, Daoist Xiong, quickly return those items to their original positions! Quickly!" Lei Yuce cried out, his face ashen.

Seeing the scene before him, Han Li was already inwardly alarmed, but when he heard these words, he couldn't help but hesitate.

Xiong Shan, on the other hand, seemed deaf to Lei Yuce's words, swaying as he cradled the golden ancient sword in his arms, simultaneously taking out a blood-red pill and swallowing it.

Han Li looked at the golden flames beside him, bit down slightly, and was about to wave his hand to send the golden flames back.

At that moment, a earth-shattering crash exploded, and the golden altar burst apart, transforming into countless shards of rock that scattered in all directions.

Standing on top of the altar, Xiong Shan was immediately blasted away by this sudden explosion, conveniently flying towards Han Li.

Xiong Shan was in extremely poor condition at the moment, seemingly unable to even fly, allowing the force of the explosion to send his body flying, but his right hand firmly gripped the golden ancient sword, as if determined not to let go.

Seeing this, Han Li waved his hand and sent out a stream of azure light, stopping Xiong Shan and preventing him from crashing into the cave wall behind.

"Thank... you..."

Xiong Shan thanked Han Li, but his expression showed little gratitude, instead revealing some wariness, as he hugged the golden ancient sword tightly, as if afraid that Han Li would try to snatch it.

Han Li frowned slightly, feeling that Xiong Shan's behavior was tinged with madness, somewhat different from his original personality, but he said nothing, turning his head to look towards the altar.

A black light gate had appeared within the shattered altar, with large streams of black light bursting out from within.

Then the light gate flashed wildly a few times, shattering with a bang, followed by a whooshing sound!

Figures shot out from the shattered altar.

"Haha! I'm finally out, finally out!"

"How many tens of thousands of years, finally escaped this sea of suffering!"

"Where is Wen Taisui, I, Mang Qianluo, vow to disembowel him and tear out his heart, or I will never be able to quench this billion-year-old hatred!"

One figure after another appeared within the cave, suspended in mid-air, quickly numbering over a hundred, uttering excited cheers.

Most of these hundred-odd figures were humanoid, but some were half-human and half-beast, or even directly bestial, with black qi rolling around them, which was pure demonic qi. They were all members of the Demon race.

Han Li's expression changed slightly, his eyes flashed, he cast a spell to put away the Mantra Treasure Wheel and Time Severing Flame Realm, and floated back, flying to the vicinity of the cave wall to avoid being surrounded on all sides.

These members of the Demon race were all quite powerful, most of them reaching the Grand Unity Realm, and some of the demons exuded an unusually vast aura, not inferior to him.

Xiong Shan had recovered some of his vitality and hurriedly retreated, standing near Han Li.

A layer of blood light rose on his body, and as the blood light flickered, blood threads appeared on the scars on his body. Entwined together, the wounds healed quickly, and countless blood threads and flesh buds appeared on the broken legs and left arm, growing frantically.

In the blink of an eye, Xiong Shan's body was restored to its original appearance, except that his face was very pale.

At this moment, Lei Yuce and the others also hurriedly floated back. Lei Yuce and his two companions stood together, while Hu San and Jiao San happened to land next to the Lan siblings, and they stood together, their expressions very solemn, while glaring fiercely at Han Li and Xiong Shan.

After venting their excitement, the members of the Demon race looked towards Han Li and the others, their faces showing a hideous grin.

"Hehe, did you guys break the seal?" A tall, burly man stepped out from the crowd, looking at Han Li and the others.

This man's skin was bronze, his cheeks and chin were covered with a mane of lion-like whiskers, and his hair stood on end like iron needles. Coupled with his powerful muscles, he resembled a majestic lion king, looking down on all sides.

Han Li and the others felt a chill in their hearts as they were swept by his gaze.

"Indeed, we are from the Jinyuan Immortal Domain, and we stumbled upon this place. May I ask who you are? Why are you here?" Han Li asked, cupping his fist.

"Is that so? Then thank you very much. As a reward, I allow you to become our blood food, hand over your essence and soul!" The burly man's two eerie lights suddenly lit up, and a ferocious grin appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Before his voice fell, his body swayed and elongated, turning into a snake-like phantom, instantly pouncing in front of Han Li. The black light on his two fist-sized fists surged and slammed down fiercely.

The burly man seemed to understand the fighting habits of the Human race cultivators. His physical body was strong and his speed was extremely fast. In addition, the space here was limited. A close-range assault was more effective than any immortal weapon or secret technique.

Unfortunately, the burly man miscalculated this time. Faced with his sudden attack, Han Li's expression was indifferent. With a sway of his body, he disappeared from the spot out of thin air, then reappeared eighty feet away.

The burly man was stunned, rooted to the spot.

At that moment, a whistling sound arose, like a thunderclap, and a golden sword light, fifty or sixty feet long, descended from the sky, like a startled swan slashing towards the burly man.

Wherever the golden sword rainbow passed, it cut out a neat black line in the void, and the chilling sword intent swept down, instantly engulfing the entire cave space.

The burly man's expression changed, and he grabbed into the void with his right hand, and a black hammer appeared out of thin air.

With a shake of his arm, the black hammer roared and turned into a mass of dark light, smashing towards the golden sword rainbow.

The burly man's black hammer was not comparable to ordinary demon treasures. When his cultivation was first achieved, he traveled in the Demon Domain and happened to encounter a mountain formed of Xuanming Black Iron. He spent a lot of effort to transport it to an underground fire vein.

He used the power of the underground fire veins to burn the mountain. It took him ten thousand years to burn away all the impurities in the Xuanming Black Iron mountain, turning it into a pure Xuanming Divine Iron.

After that, the burly man collected hundreds of top-grade gold-attribute minerals from the Demon Domain and integrated them into the Xuanming Divine Iron, and then used the Demon race's secret techniques to condense and forge it for tens of thousands of years before refining this Xuanming Divine Hammer.

This hammer looks ordinary, but it is extremely heavy. Ordinary Grand Unity Realm cultivators cannot even lift it.

The burly man himself possessed boundless strength. With one hammer strike, he could crush everything.

The sword light and black hammer collided, and with a soft "chi" sound, the black hammer split into two halves, the cut being smooth.

The golden sword light easily cut open the black hammer, and then continued to chop down at the burly man without stopping.

The burly man's expression changed drastically, and he spat out a black round bead.

After leaving his mouth, the black light shattered with a "bang", turning into a black light ball of more than ten feet in size, engulfing the figure of the burly man.

The golden sword light arrived like lightning and struck the black light ball.

"Chi la la!"

The black light ball was once again split in half, and the two halves of the light ball were also crushed by the cold sword intent carried by the golden sword light, turning into countless black light spots and scattering, but the figure of the burly man was nowhere to be seen.

The golden sword light flashed and disappeared, turning into a human form, which was Xiong Shan, still holding the golden ancient sword.

His face was still pale, but his expression was full of excitement, looking at the ancient sword in his hand with joy, and the excitement and fanaticism in his eyes could not be concealed.

It seemed that in his eyes, only this sword was the most important thing at the moment. For this sword, he could disregard everything, even perish.

Black light flashed in the void thousands of feet away, and the burly man's figure flashed out.

His face was slightly pale, as if his vitality was still injured by that sword, but he ignored it and looked at the black hammer that had been split in half, a trace of heartache flashing across his face.

The Xuanming Divine Hammer was damaged to this extent and could no longer be used. Fortunately, the materials were not completely destroyed and could be remelted, but it would take many years.

"Great Desolate Ancient Sword!" The burly man turned to look at the ancient sword in Xiong Shan's hand and said in a cold voice, his tone full of fear.

Xiong Shan easily destroyed the burly man's black hammer with one sword, and the evaluation of the ancient sword in his hand was raised to another level, making him even more high-spirited.

"Haha, you demonic villains, repaying kindness with hatred, take my sword!" After shouting, the Great Desolate Ancient Sword bloomed with dazzling sword light, enveloping his body.

With a flash of golden light, Xiong Shan and the Great Desolate Ancient Sword disappeared at the same time, turning into a hundred-foot-long golden sword light, once again slashing towards the burly man.

The sword light was like a long rainbow passing through the sky, and even burst out with a rolling sonic boom, as if ten thousand horses were galloping, unstoppable!