Facing various magic attacks, the Demon Clan cultivators were utterly fearless, each displaying their divine skills to respond.

However, compared to the flashy and varied attack methods of the Human Clan, the Demon Clan was much simpler and more direct, relying purely on physical combat.

Almost all Demon Clan cultivators were naturally born body cultivators, each having a powerful physique. Most magic attacks could only momentarily slow them down but could not harm their lives at all.

As a result, the Demon Clan army soon reached the treasure hunting team's formation.

The treasure hunting team had anticipated this situation long ago. As the Demon Clan army charged close, various magic treasures flew out, transforming into streaks of rainbow-like treasures and crashed towards the Demon Clan.

Within the Demon Clan's ranks, nearly a hundred of the Armadillo Clan with the best defenses revealed their true bodies, transforming into demon bodies several to a dozen feet tall, curling into balls at the forefront.

Streaks of treasure light struck the Armadillo Demon Clan's bodies, with a series of deafening collision sounds resounding.

The scale armor of these Armadillo Demon Clan was exceptionally sturdy, rendering the magic treasures almost ineffective, with most being repelled.

The Armadillo Demon Clan's bodies radiated a dense red light, rolling forward like a rumbling chariot, crashing directly into the treasure hunting team.

The formation of the treasure hunting team was breached, torn into a large gap.

Other demon clans followed behind the Armadillo Clan, killing their way through the breach, and the original formation battle instantly descended into a tangled melee.

The treasure hunting team had superior numbers, yet they couldn't seize the upper hand.

Master Tantai, Long Hou, and Jin Chen, upon seeing this, were about to make a move.

"Everyone, our purpose here is to find the Heavenly Fire, not to fight these demon clans," Sima Changqin suddenly spoke.

"Are we leaving now? What about the others?" Jin Chen said somewhat reluctantly.

He had brought many cultivators from White Emperor City and couldn't possibly take them all. In these exceedingly fiery toxin-laden grounds, the demons of Wanyao Country, mostly of the fire attribute, had not only unfazed combat power but rather enhanced, whereas most of the treasure hunting team's combat power had diminished, except for a few cultivators who practiced fire attribute techniques.

Once the Dharma Phase cultivators — the backbone and significant force — and Returning to Void cultivators withdrew from the battlefield, the remaining cultivators were likely doomed.

Sima Changqin did not speak, transforming into a streak of light and darting downward.

"Those who achieve great things cannot afford to be soft-hearted," Long Hou said disdainfully.

With that, he was the first to abandon the rest of his team, taking only Long Yinkong, transforming into a long rainbow, chasing in the direction of Sima Changqin.

Master Tantai and Wang Fulong saw this and followed with the cultivators from their respective sects.

"Young City Lord, these people came voluntarily. Their life and death are their choices, no need to bother," said an old man in black beside Jin Chen.

This person, with a face as red as dates and short beard, exuded a vast aura, was also a Dharma Phase cultivator.

The old man in black, named Gu Chuanting, was the right-hand man of White Emperor City Lord Jin Mu, dispatched to assist Jin Chen this time.

Jin Chen nodded painfully, leading some White Emperor City cultivators to leave the battlefield and gave chase.

"Stop them!"

Unexpectedly, the Flame Wolf King didn't continue to pursue the remaining treasure hunting team but instead roared to direct the group of demons to block Sima Changqin and others.

Hundreds of Fire Wolf Clan members blocked the front, their eyes turning crimson as they doubled in height, their bodies becoming more werewolf-like. They exhaled scorching breaths through their nostrils, veins resembling lava began to surface on their bodies, each inflated with power, charging fiercely forward.

Dozens of figures also emerged from the Fire Bee Clan, soaring a hundred feet into the air.

Their abdomens bulged, constantly flashing firelight, and their stingers, laden with intense fire poison, shot down like a fiery meteor shower with rapid speed.

Nearly a hundred demons surged forth from the Fire Lizard Clan, opening wide mouths to unleash thick tongues of fire, weaving into a massive fiery net.

Apart from the Armadillo Demon Clan entrenched deep within the formation, all three remaining demon clans exerted full force to block Sima Changqin and others.

Sima Changqin did not halt, flying directly into the demon ranks ahead.

Somehow, six mysterious figures clad in black armor had appeared beside him, including Wu Li and Tie Xuan.

Sima Changqin didn't even need to strike. The demons blocking his way were swiftly slain by those few in black armor.

Occasionally, Sima Changqin would make a move. A mere casual wave would create harp string-like traces of light in the void, slicing through surrounding demon bodies.

His movements were light, his demeanor unrestrained, and while he killed with a wave of his hand, not a trace of blood stained him.

Xi Ying, Long Yuhuan, and Gan Wenqing, along with a few other female cultivators, followed behind him, not needing to lift a finger.

Master Tantai, Long Hou, and others weren't idle, each making their moves.

The strength of these demon clans was formidable, but they couldn't stop the presence of numerous Dharma Phase cultivators, and their formation was easily broken through.

The Flame Wolf King's face turned ashen. Transforming into a red light, he blocked the front, tearing apart several Returning to Void cultivators with a wave of his hand, including an elder in the late Returning Void stage who was a Heavenly Dragon Hall cultivator.

"Get out of the way!" Long Hou's eyes flashed with a cold light, raising a golden baton with a coiled golden dragon on its body, and with a whoosh, smashed it toward the Flame Wolf King.

A force almost suffocating descended from the sky. Before it had truly landed, the nearby space was already distorted and deformed, even producing creaking sounds out of thin air, as if about to be crushed.

The Flame Wolf King did not dare to be careless. His overwhelming demonic power exploded, reaching the Sixth Rank Upper Stage as he extended an arm forward.

This arm suddenly grew several times thicker, with dense crimson fur sprouting on his skin, each muscle bulging high, seemingly containing endless strength as he fiercely grabbed at the Coiling Dragon Giant Stick.

With a deafening clang, a tumultuous airwave erupted from the collision.

Long Hou's figure shook violently, retreating several steps before regaining his footing, suffering a minor loss.

Beside him, Master Tantai raised his hand and made a grasping motion in the void, grabbing a silver duster in his hand, which he then waved forward.

In an instant, the silver threads on the duster seemed to come alive, shooting forward, wrapping around the Flame Wolf King's body.

The Flame Wolf King didn't mind, as golden-red flames ignited on his body, counter-wrapping the silver threads of the duster.

These Red Gold Demon Fires were extremely hot, distorting the nearby void.

However, those silver threads, made of some unknown material, showed no signs of damage under the roasting of the Red Gold Demon Fire.

Master Tantai flicked his wrist, and the silver threads of the duster instantly tightened, ripping dozens of deep, bone-revealing wounds into the Flame Wolf King's body.

Before the Flame Wolf King could react, a broad golden shadow flashed, which was Long Hou's Coiling Dragon Giant Stick.

With a loud bang, the Flame Wolf King was struck and sent flying into the distant magma.

With no barrier ahead, the group immediately flew into the magma, quickly plunging downward, soon reaching the bottom of the magma near the spatial treasure.

The spatial treasure, originally blended with the void, now, for some reason, emitted a dazzling silver light, appearing very conspicuous in the magma, like a giant silver vortex, rumbling as it spun.

Yuan Ming strained to activate the Transformation Stone Talisman to avoid being discovered while scrutinizing Sima Changqin and the others.

Beside Sima Changqin at this moment were only six Black Armor figures, along with Xi Ying, Long Yuhuan, Gan Wenqing, and a few other female cultivators.

Next to Master Tantai were his disciples, namely He Xiuwen, Yang Fan, and Nan Shangfeng.

As for Long Hou, he only brought Long Yinkong.

On Wang Fulong's side, there was Wei Ling, Wulu, a clone of Yuan Ming, and another Returning to Void Stage elder from the Sunset Sect.

Jin Chen was the last to arrive, with several Returning to Void cultivators from White Emperor City accompanying him, as well as the black-clothed Dharma Phase Stage elder, Gu Chuanting.

The pressure at the depth of the magma was astounding, and intensely hot. Apart from the Flame Wolf King, not many of the Demon Clan army above could plunge to this depth, allowing the group to slightly relax.

Sima Changqin's gaze swept over everyone, seemingly counting their number, quickly settling on Yuan Ming's clone.

Yuan Ming's clone had an indifferent look, gazing idly around as if he was not here for a treasure hunt, but a leisurely outing.

"Fellow Daoist Wan seems quite leisurely," Sima Changqin said.

"I am weak in strength and low in status, so I might as well take it easy. I'll follow Lord Qinmo's commands in everything," Yuan Ming's clone said with a smile.

"Is that so…" Sima Changqin said, noncommittally.

"If Lord Qinmo is unsatisfied, I can pave the way first," Yuan Ming's clone said as he proceeded to fly towards the silver vortex first.

Others were taken aback at this.

But Yuan Ming's clone stopped after just two steps.

Because in front of them, golden ripples suddenly appeared within the silver vortex, like a resplendent glow, and four figures emerged from it one after another.

The one leading stood over two meters tall, his body covered with a layer of dense black short hair, resembling a towering iron tower or a giant bear standing upright. His face had a long scar, his eyes gleamed with a fierce light, and a sinister smile was faintly visible at the corners of his slightly protruding mouth.

Beside the bear demon was a female demon, slightly shorter, yet over a meter tall, wearing a long purple dress. She was quite beautiful in appearance, with a pair of broad purple wings that occasionally emitted a flash of electricity.

Beside the female demon was an old man with shriveled skin, yet robust in physique, covered in tangled hair and grayish all over, appearing to be a tree demon.

The last person was a green-robed man with an extraordinarily large mouth extending to his ears, his skin deathly pale without a trace of color, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura.

One solid, extraordinary demon aura after another surged skyward from the four demons, forming an indescribable terrifying pressure. They had all reached the Sixth Rank, far beyond the silver giant bird Yuan Ming had slain earlier, equivalent to the Flame Wolf King as Sixth Rank Upper Stage Great Demons.

"The Black Bear King, Electric Roc King, Giant Tree King, Green Snake King, and the Flame Wolf King just now—are the Five Great Demon Kings of Ten Thousand Demon Country coming out in force?" Jin Chen glanced over each one, his expression greatly changed.

Master Tantai, Long Hou, Wang Fulong, and others' faces also turned extremely grave, involuntarily looking at Sima Changqin.

Sima Changqin's expression was calm, with no trace of panic, offering slight reassurance to the others.

The Returning to Void cultivators present all had pale faces, not daring to make a sound.

After the four demon kings appeared, they did not speak, seemingly waiting for someone.

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