An empty main hall hangs still. Above the main hall, a black warrior puppet stands erect.

Outside the main hall, there are ninety-nine golden steps. On the steps, red divine patterns flash, as if they are alive.

Scattered on the steps were long swords, spears, and swords.

In the middle of the main hall is a large floating green-gray cauldron.

Deep in the hall, at the top of the throne, there is a colorful feather fan.

At this time, Zhou Sheng, Jiuling and others were fighting in the square in front of the steps.

Every time the four powerful golden immortals exchanged blows, the surrounding black beams of light vibrated.

Han Muye moved and landed on the golden stone steps, reaching out to hold a golden long sword.

The sword is three feet long, and the blade is full of brilliance, giving off a halo that is not found in the fairy world's weapon refining heritage.

As the sword energy poured into him, pictures flashed in Han Muye's mind.

The standard sword in the God Realm comes from the Luoyuan God Realm in the Zhoutian God Realm and is refined by Wanbingfang.

This sword is the standard sword of the Chongtian Guard in the Dangyuan Sect of the Luoyuan God Realm, which controls the sect's law enforcement power.

This sword once had the power of a spiritual treasure, but was later broken.

A picture emerged in Han Muye's mind.

"I see."

Holding the hilt of the sword tightly, Han Muye turned his head and looked towards the main hall, with a hint of fear and happiness in his eyes.

"The Great Elder of Dangyuan Sect, Immortal Lord Mingyuan."

With a whisper, he stepped back.

Although Immortal Lord Cangyun plotted against Immortal Lord Mingyuan and caused him to fall here, this powerful man from the God Realm also made some arrangements at the last moment.

Such as this.

For example, the big cauldron and the feather fan.

The largest layout among them is the Xiangtian Immortal Demon King and the demon clan under his command.

If he hadn't seen these memories, Han Muye would have set foot in the hall immediately.

Now, he chooses to retreat.

"boom--"

Behind him, an illusory figure appeared and slapped him on the head.

It is a clone of the Nine Spirit Demon King.

Now that Han Muye is here, it is impossible for him to escape unscathed.

What's more, Han Muye also has a treasure in his hand, a good thing that Jiuling and Xiu She don't want to let go.

"Buzz——"

Han Muye raised his hand and stabbed out with his sword, pressing against the palm of the shadow.

This sword blocked the attack of a clone of a powerful Golden Immortal.

This sword is beyond the power of an immortal!

"Buzz——"

The sword flashed, and Han Muye stood still.

His appearance suddenly changed the already anxious battle situation.

Whether it was the Nine Spirit Demon King or Zhou Sheng, they all dispersed, flew down the stone steps, picked up a few treasures, and rushed into the main hall.

The real treasure is in the main hall.

This is not the time to fight, the real thing is to get more treasures.

"Buzz——"

The moment the Nine Spirit Demon King stepped into the hall, all the black-armored puppets in the hall opened their eyes.

The bloody divine light suddenly covered the body of the Nine Spirit Demon King.

The Snake Demon King, Zhou Sheng and Chen Zhulong who were following him were all shrouded in divine light and surrounded by black-armored puppets.

Han Muye fell outside the hall and did not come forward, but stared straight ahead.

The secret he saw in that long sword made him extremely cautious at this time.

He did not want to easily step into the layout of a powerful Immortal Lord.

Turning his head to look at the stone steps below, a deep spiritual light flashed in his eyes.

"Bang——"

The black-armored puppet struck, but the Snake Demon King blocked it with the golden hammer in his palm, and then retreated continuously.

"Such strength!" The Snake Demon King whispered.

He is of Ba Snake blood, and he can easily block even a mountain of ten thousand feet falling.

At this time, when the puppet struck, he actually felt weak.

"Hmph." The Nine Spirit Demon King transformed into nine figures, passed directly through the surroundings of the black-armored puppets, and flew towards the throne at the top of the hall.

On the throne, there is a colorful feather fan.

The Xiangtian Fairy Demon King can rise up and become the strongest demon king in the Bitter Immortal Realm by mastering a black and white fan.

This multicolored fan is obviously more magical than the black and white fan.

Watching the Nine Spirit Demon King go to grab the five-color fan, Xiu She's expression changed, he took a step forward, and hit it hard with the golden hammer in his palm.

"boom--"

The black-armored puppet standing in front of him shattered.

The Snake Demon King rushed out, followed behind the Nine Spirit Demon King, and headed upward.

Zhou Sheng and Chen Zhulong looked at each other and were about to catch up, but they were shocked and turned to look at Han Muye at the door.

Han Muye shook his head slightly.

Hesitation flashed across their faces, but they still moved back.

But at this moment, the Nine Spirit Demon King and the Snake Demon King in front suddenly stopped.

The large gray and black cauldron in front of them shone with golden light, covering them.

"The Divine Light of Ten Thousand Refinements!"

Zhou Sheng's face turned pale and he let out a low voice.

"This is Xiangtian Immortal Demon King's method of becoming famous. Why are you here?" Chen Zhulong also had a look of surprise on his face and spoke in a low voice.

The cauldron vibrated, and golden light flashed on it.

The Nine Spirit Demon King and the Snake Demon King roared loudly, with fear on their faces.

But they couldn't escape the suppression of that golden divine light.

"Hmph, even you dare to betray me." A voice sounded from the top of the hall.

A figure wearing a light golden robe landed in front of the throne, raised his hand, and held the colorful feather fan.

"Zhoutian Yunjing Fan, haha, I have been waiting for this treasure for a hundred thousand years."

The figure in the light golden robe took out a black and white feather fan with his other hand, turned his head, and looked at Han Muye with a smile, who was outside the hall but did not enter.

"Boy, I have to thank you."

"If you hadn't opened this place, how would I have been able to get in?"

He has a thin face, eagle eyes and long eyebrows, and there are endless stars flashing in his eyes.

Both Zhou Sheng and Chen Zhulong's expressions changed dramatically, and they shouted in a low voice: "Xiangtian Fairy Demon King!"

Fear flashed across the faces of the two demon kings, Jiuling and Xiu She.

The Xiangtian Immortal Demon King in front gave a long laugh, ignored Jiuling and Xiu She, raised his hand, and merged the two feather fans into one.

"Buzz——"

The original five-color feather fan merged with the black and white feather fan, turning into a seven-color fan.

The seven-color fan rushed to the top of the hall, directly condensing into hundreds of meters of colorful light.

"boom--"

The light shines downward, echoing the golden light on the blue-gray cauldron.

The energy and blood of the two demon kings, Jiuling and Xiu She, were drained away and turned into two phantoms.

The bloodline of ancient mythical beasts is directly deprived!
To be continued...