A louder rumble than before erupted, countless golden rays burst open on the stone pedestal.
But Han Li's face slightly changed; after retracting his long sword, the stone pedestal appeared once again, intact.
The exceedingly sharp Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword could not damage this object in the slightest.
Han Li's eyes flashed, his sleeve shook toward the stone pedestal, and suddenly a silver fireball flew out.
With a light crack, the silver flame enveloped the stone pedestal, accompanied by a crackling sound of fiery sparks.
But the stone pedestal lay there quietly, showing no signs of any change.
However, Han Li swept his spiritual sense across the surface of the stone pedestal, and a hint of joy appeared on his face.
He no longer went anywhere else and directly sat cross-legged beside the stone pedestal, forming hand seals, and indeed began to refine this object with continuous Spirit Devourer Heavenly Fire.