Right at this moment, a burst of thunderous rumbling suddenly rang out in the sky.

Han Li looked up to find a single white cloud with a golden lining in the air above the sea of swords.

Atop the cloud sat a massive white stone altar that was octagonal in shape with eight giant golden pillars around it, each of which was several hundred feet tall. There were extremely life-like coiling golden dragons engraved onto the pillars, presenting a breathtaking sight to behold.

Han Li was just about to fly up to the cloud for a closer inspection when another burst of rumbling suddenly rang out from the altar, following which a flash of red light shot out of the cloud.

Immediately thereafter, a ball of crimson flames abruptly surged out of the center of the cloud, and the entire cloud instantly took on a bright crimson hue, as if it had been set alight.

At the same time, a sea of crimson flames had also appeared beneath the white stone altar, illuminating the entire sky a bright red color.

With the cloud scattered, Han Li spotted a thin and stocky middle-aged man standing on the floating altar, and it was none other than Xiong Shan.

At this moment,...