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The gale above the canyon carried the stench of blood. Zhou Hanshan's red cloak was already soaked with dark red blood, which had congealed into hard scabs that fluttered in the wind.

His eyes were wide open, his bloodshot pupils staring intently at the crowd below the canyon. His chest heaved violently, and the hair on his forehead stood on end in anger, like a raging lion.

"You cowards! You filthy, despicable creatures!" Zhou Hanshan roared hoarsely from the edge of the cliff, his voice causing rocks to fall from the ground. "Do you really think your little schemes and tricks can destroy my Holy Fire Sect? You're wrong!"

He suddenly raised his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force: "The sacred fire altar I brought this time far exceeds your imagination! No matter how many schemes and tricks you have, they will ultimately become our food!"

As Zhou Hanshan spoke, he pointed to the air again.

The next moment, the sacred fire altar that was suspended in mid-air had a loud "boom". The blood-red flames rolled wildly, like boiling magma. A terrifying power burst out from the flames, causing the air below to tremble slightly.

Meanwhile, the remaining two hundred or so Holy Fire Sect disciples below were like berserk fighter jets that had been fully fueled, their bodies enveloped in a blood-red aura, as they frantically bombarded the Nine Li Trapping Immortal Formation in the canyon with a series of booming sounds.

The array's light barrier vibrated and cracked like a spider web as it was struck. The cultivators below felt a chill run down their spines and a deep-seated despair.

Everyone instinctively looked at Chen Yang, only to find that he had already disappeared.

Someone hurriedly looked at Hu Hai, but Hu Hai was already blind and was groping around aimlessly toward the source of the sound, so he was unreliable.

"This is bad! These people from the Holy Fire Cult are truly extraordinary; their Holy Fire Altar is enormous!" An elder beside Hu Hai trembled, his voice filled with barely suppressed panic. "I've heard before that the larger the Holy Fire Cult's Holy Fire Altar, the higher its level! This Holy Fire Altar is far larger than any I've ever seen or heard of before!"

"Has the Holy Fire Cult gone mad? Why would they invest so much manpower and set up such a large Holy Fire altar in this rift?" Another cultivator asked, his face pale and his voice trembling.

"We're doomed this time! Even though they're only two hundred strong and exhausted, as long as the sacred flame doesn't go out, they could easily overwhelm us!"

"Attention everyone!" The elder beside Hu Hai quickly issued the order, his tone urgent yet calm. "Once the Nine Li Trapping Immortal Formation is broken, some of you will escape first. I will lead some elders to cover the rear, and the rest will immediately seek help from the White Pine Sect cultivators!"

Just then, a loud "Boom! Crack!" was heard, and the Nine Li Trapping Immortal Array above the canyon instantly cracked open with a huge gap, and the light screen scattered like shattered glass.

Then, under the blessing of the sacred flame, the more than two hundred disciples of the Holy Flame Sect, like hungry wolves with bloodshot eyes, leaped into the canyon with a "whoosh".

The group immediately launched a counterattack, but they soon discovered that these Holy Fire Cult disciples were utterly fearless.

Unless their heads are smashed open, they can recover quickly in a very short time, no matter where they are injured.

Moreover, the spiritual energy within them was inexhaustible, as if it would never run dry. Most importantly, they were not afraid of death at all and were fearless of nothing! One by one, like super warriors, they charged forward under the blessing of the holy fire, extremely brave and ruthless.

Among the many disciples of the Tianhai Sect in the canyon, some were fighting desperately, while others were already terrified and howling like ghosts, frantically flying out of the valley, creating a chaotic scene.

Amidst the chaos of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, Chen Yang, leading five sword saint puppets, had already silently reached the edge of the Sacred Fire Altar.

The sacred fire altar floated slowly in the air, with a Holy Fire Cult elder standing in each of the four corners below. The four of them had a deep and focused aura, forming a defensive formation to protect the altar.

Chen Yang's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly swung his hand.

The five sword saint puppets instantly transformed into five streaks of light, shooting towards the four elders with a "whoosh." The intense sword energy tore through the air, and wherever it passed, even the surrounding sand and stones were shredded into dust.

The four elders suddenly opened their eyes, their gazes flashing with a sharp light. One of them roared, "How dare you! You're courting death!"

Before the words were even finished, the four of them leaped into the air simultaneously, their powerful spiritual energy carrying a terrifying pressure, and instantly engaged in a chaotic battle with the five sword saint puppets.

The clanging of metal against metal and the whooshing sound of sword energy cutting through the air intertwined, creating waves of air.

Just then, Chen Yang's figure flickered, and like a ghost, he appeared next to the Sacred Flame Altar in a flash.

Without hesitation, he slammed his palm, imbued with powerful spiritual energy, directly onto the sacred fire altar.

The next moment, the sacred fire altar immediately burst forth with eerie blood-red flames, which seemed to have a life of their own and burned fiercely along Chen Yang's arm!

Chen Yang was startled. He hadn't expected the flames to be so powerful and impossible to extinguish. Like a leech, once it touched his skin, it burned his skin and meridians, and even burned away his spiritual energy!

Just as Chen Yang was filled with shock, the system panel suddenly emitted a soft "ding":

[Ding! A contaminated fragment of a celestial artifact has been detected. Do you wish to purify the fragment by consuming 1.8 million spirit stones?]

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, as long as he touched the Sacred Fire Altar, the system would determine that he had obtained the fragment of the immortal artifact!

He dared not hesitate for a moment, and immediately murmured in his heart, "Yes!"

[Ding! 1.8 million spirit stones consumed; 9% of the Immortal Artifact fragments have been purified!]

The next moment, the sacred fire on the sacred fire altar went out with a "whoosh" as if it had been doused with ice water, and the sacred fire altar also turned into a stream of light and "hummed" as it entered Chen Yang's storage ring.

This happened so fast that the surrounding Holy Fire Cult disciples hadn't even had time to react before the Holy Fire Altar vanished without a trace.

In particular, the four Holy Fire Cult elders who were fighting were responsible for guarding the Holy Fire Altar and were now struggling to deal with the attacks of the five Sword Saint puppets.

These five sword saint puppets were indeed formidable. The four of them were already stretched thin and only managed to gain the upper hand thanks to the power of the Holy Fire Altar.

Suddenly, the sacred fire altar disappeared, and the four of them instantly lost their source of power, their spiritual energy receding like a tide!

The next moment, five sharp sword energies attacked instantly, and with a few "swish swish swish" sounds, they were directly cut into eight pieces! Originally, with the blessing of the holy fire, they were still able to barely resist these sword energies, but now their spiritual power was exhausted and they were powerless to resist. With a "boom", the four corpses fell to the ground, and blood stained the ground red.

Before they died, they looked at the five sword saint puppets in terror, then suddenly turned their heads to look in the direction where the Holy Fire Altar had been. There stood a young-looking cultivator, none other than Chen Yang.

At this moment, Zhou Hanshan finally realized what was happening!

He looked up and saw the sacred fire altar had vanished. His eyes widened in fury, and he roared, his gaze bloodshot, "You little brat! Where did you put the sacred fire altar? You're asking for death!"