Chapter 1100: Secretly Crossing the Chencang

With that, Qimozi formed a hand seal with both hands, and the power of time laws within him surged out, transforming into a giant golden hand that grabbed toward the altar. The cluster of golden flames was then drawn into his hand.

"It really is a good thing..." Feeling the power of time laws contained within the golden flames, Qimozi rejoiced inwardly. He clasped his hands together and put it away.

After the golden flames left the altar, the already fractured altar could no longer hold and completely collapsed.

A large black hole appeared on the ground, from which demonic energy surged. Dozens of grotesque demons of various shapes rushed out from underground, screeching wildly as they emerged.

Leading them was a bizarre demon ten zhang tall, with huge curved horns on its head and a face like a goat. Its form was almost human, with two white fleshy wings on its back, but its arms, covered in sharp bones and blood-red, looked rather conspicuous.

The blood-handed demon's gaze fell on Qimozi and the others. Sensing Qimozi's powerful aura, a flicker of hesitation crossed its eyes, but the long-suppressed anger and bloodlust soon made its decision.

"You've all been suppressed for too long. These two eyesores will be your blood meal as you regain freedom. Tear them apart!" The blood-handed demon sneered and shouted.

Its voice was hoarse and unpleasant, causing Xiong Shan to frown and rub his ears.

Hearing this, the demons were overjoyed and, with various screeches, swarmed toward Qimozi and the others.

Seeing this, Qimozi frowned slightly, showing disgust.

He then raised his hand and waved, and a patch of golden flames shot out from his palm, forming a golden flame barrier above them.

The few demons charging at the front couldn't dodge and crashed directly into the barrier.

Immediately, cries of agony rang out. Those demons seemed to have their life force drained, their bodies rapidly shriveling until they turned into ashes and scattered.

The remaining demons, terrified, quickly retreated.

Enraged, the blood-handed demon suddenly thrust out a hand, its palm glowing with blood light and expanding rapidly.

In just a few breaths, its hand had grown to several thousand zhang, like a dark cloud covering the sky and pressing down. Within its palm, a bloody aura surged, and fierce power swelled.

The many demons beneath its palm turned bloodshot in the eyes, their auras surging, temporarily forgetting fear and pouncing again on the two below.

Xiong Shan, standing behind Qimozi and far from the blood hand, felt his heartbeat accelerate rapidly. Horrifying images of seas of blood and mountains of corpses seemed to flash in his mind, and a faint, ferocious aura began to grow in his heart.

"Guard your consciousness!" Qimozi shouted. Xiong Shan, as if struck by lightning, instantly snapped awake.

He quickly formed a hand seal, restrained his divine sense, and guarded his consciousness.

After the warning, Qimozi paid no further attention. He stepped forward and raised a palm to strike upward. Golden light surged from his palm, rolling like a sea of clouds, and collided with the blood hand with a thunderous roar.

The blood-handed demon's form shook violently, and its hand rapidly shrank back.

"Blood Hand, I am not your enemy. Stop attacking, or I will be forced to kill you all." Qimozi frowned and shouted.

"You know me? Who are you?" The blood-handed demon's expression changed, a hint of wariness in its eyes.

"Look at this." Qimozi didn't answer but casually tossed out an object.

The blood-handed demon focused its gaze, raised a hand, and caught the object. It was a snow-white bone token shaped like a withered bone hand, engraved with a fierce ghost pattern.

"This is Second Brother's hand-bone waist token..." The blood-handed demon narrowed its eyes and said slowly.

"He and Bronze Lion have already escaped. My purpose in coming here is to rescue you." Qimozi said.

"You still haven't answered my question. Who are you?" The blood-handed demon frowned.

"A wise man wouldn't ask so many questions. They are waiting for you..." Qimozi snorted.

With that, he called to Xiong Shan, and their forms blurred and vanished from the spot.

The blood-handed demon looked at the hand-bone waist token, its gaze darkening as it fell into thought.

After a moment, it gave an order and led all the demons into the sky, flying off into the distance.

Only when the ruined square fell completely silent did a figure arrive belatedly—it was Wen Zhong.

He glanced at the mess of the Fire Yuan Palace hall and the destroyed altar, cursed a few times with a grim expression, and then began repairing the altar.

...

After leaving Fire Yuan Palace, Han Li continued flying upward.

After flying for a while, seeing that Qimozi and the others were not pursuing, he slowed his遁光, turned his hand, and took out the white orb.

The flames on the orb's surface had completely disappeared, leaving only a faint white glow, with none of the previous blazing power.

Seeing this, Han Li was not alarmed but instead pleased.

Ordinary immortal artifacts, even without activation, would have surging spiritual power and spreading law power.

The reason this white fire orb behaved like this was that all its flame power and law power were completely internalized. Unless activated, it showed nothing externally; only when truly activated would its power manifest.

The more an immortal artifact behaved like this, the higher its grade and the more its power could be expected.

Speaking of which, among the many immortal artifacts he currently possessed, only the Vial of the Heaven and Earth and the golden disc had reached this level.

Han Li silently運轉功法, steadied his mind, and spat out a mouthful of green light that merged into the white fire orb. At the same time, he formed hand seals, and streams of spell seals shot into the orb.

With a soft "whoosh,"

a cluster of white flames appeared on the white orb, rolling and leaping. A terrifying high temperature emerged, scorching the void within dozens of zhang, causing it to tremble. The void near the orb even showed twisted black lines.

The scorching heat was mixed with powerful fluctuations of fire laws, rumbling outward.

In just the blink of an eye, the white mist within dozens of li was completely evaporated and vanished.

Before activating the orb, Han Li had already taken precautions. Golden light blazed on his body, and the power of time laws instantly covered his entire body, isolating the fire laws outside.

With the fire laws removed, the terrifying heat from the orb could no longer harm him much. He secretly運轉 the "Heavenly Fiend Prison Suppression Art" to withstand the scorching force.

At that moment, a crisp chirp sounded, followed by a flash of silver light. The Essence Flame Firebird flew out from Han Li's sleeve and landed on his shoulder.

The firebird's eyes were fixed on the white fire orb, showing an anthropomorphic greed.

As soon as the Essence Flame Firebird flew out, it absorbed most of the surging heat.

Han Li relaxed a little and formed hand seals faster. A mental connection gradually formed between him and the white fire orb, and the white flames on the orb blazed brighter.

"Go!" He rejoiced inwardly and guided with a hand seal.

The flames on the white fire orb flared up, and a long white tongue of fire shot out from the orb, wrapping around a nearby protruding solitary peak.

This solitary peak was about two to three hundred zhang high and thirty to fifty zhang in diameter, entirely bronze-colored, emitting a rich metallic energy fluctuation.

On the seventh level of the Age Tower, the天地元氣 was extremely dense. Over countless years, many ordinary trees and vegetation on this towering peak had become fine spiritual materials, and some basic rocks had turned into fine ores.

This solitary peak was no exception; it had entirely turned into a massive piece of metallic ore, seemingly Dark Copper Stone.

The quality of this ore was insufficient for refining immortal artifacts, but it was extremely hard and durable, often used by many to build fortresses and secret chambers that could last for a hundred thousand years.

The white tongue of fire touched the bronze solitary peak and silently passed through it without any hindrance.

The upper half of the solitary peak tilted and then crashed down, colliding with the lower mountain wall with thunderous roars. The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror, as if cut by some divine weapon.

Seeing this, Han Li was delighted again, but then sighed and shook his head.

The power of this white fire orb exceeded his expectations.

However, the cultivation technique he practiced was not fire-attributed, and he had not practiced any fire-attributed secret arts. Activating this white fire orb was very difficult, and he could not unleash its true power.

"Zhi zhi..." The Essence Flame Firebird chirped and sent Han Li a thought that it wanted the white orb.

"Don't worry. Since I don't practice fire-attributed techniques, I can't unleash its power. This white fire orb is definitely for you, but its power is immense. Use it cautiously." Han Li glanced at the firebird, formed a hand seal, and waved.

The white fire orb trembled and then flew toward the Essence Flame Firebird.

Overjoyed, the firebird spat out a stream of silver flames, wrapped around the orb, and swallowed it in one gulp.

With the orb inside, the flames on the Essence Flame Firebird immediately blazed up. Besides the silver flames, colorful seven-colored flames appeared—the power of the Seven-Colored Fire Cinnabar.

Although the Essence Flame Firebird had the ability to absorb and refine many flames, it had not yet fully refined the Seven-Colored Fire Cinnabar.

Seven or eight kinds of flames interwove and flickered on the firebird's body, violently clashing with each other, producing thunderous roars. The firebird's body began to bulge unevenly, with bumps appearing as if it might explode.

Seeing this, Han Li's expression changed slightly. He quickly stopped his遁光, waved his hand to emit a stream of golden light that enveloped the Essence Flame Firebird, and released his divine sense to check on its condition.