69novels 647. Finally, we met.
647. Finally, we met.
Ling Fengzhui's words were earnest and sincere. For him to so readily lower himself to actively recruit Xiao Yan was truly the highest level of recognition he could offer!
Xiao Yan had just swallowed the pill in his mouth, enduring the dizziness and weakness caused by exhaustion. Upon hearing this, he didn't hesitate for a moment. He raised his head, a weary yet remarkably clear smile appearing on his pale face. In that smile, there was no wavering, only a chilling coldness and a resolute determination to keep everyone at arm's length.
"A true man has principles of what he should and shouldn't do. Even if I were all alone, let alone now that I'm the young master of the Starfall Pavilion, I would still despise the actions of the Spirit Race!"
Ling Fengzhui remained silent for a moment, a genuine and profound regret hidden beneath the ghost mask. The next moment, this regret was replaced by a resolute expression.
"What a pity..."
The temperature in his voice plummeted to freezing, leaving only pure, ruthless intent: "We are ultimately enemies. Therefore, today... I will personally bring your legend to a close!"
As the last word still echoed in the night sky, a dark attribute battle aura far surpassing the previous one erupted from Ling Fengzhui's body!
"Old Xiao, why couldn't you have lied to him first and bought us some time!"
With a surge of fighting spirit, Wei Jiangyuan's body blurred into a blur as he forcefully dragged Xiao Yan up, attempting to rescue him.
"Trying to leave?"
Dozens of dense, almost tangible, jet-black beams of light, carrying a chilling, bone-deep coldness and an eerie power that obscured all soul perception, rose instantly from all directions around Xiao Yan and Wei Jiangyuan like demonic claws bursting from the earth. The beams intertwined and merged in mid-air, transforming into a colossal black cage that sealed them both, along with the surrounding space spanning dozens of feet. The air thickened like a swamp, leaving only a despairing darkness and the suffocating pressure of a semi-saint emanating from Ling Fengzhui!
"Shadow Prison!"
Ling Fengzhui also acted without hesitation. Since Xiao Yan was unwilling to surrender to the Spirit Clan, as his opponent, he would do everything in his power to kill Xiao Yan. This was Ling Fengzhui's deep-rooted respect for his opponent.
Dark energy surged forth from his hands, and five massive, more solid shadow claws, wreathed in a chilling aura that seemed to tear at the soul, slowly took shape in the void, enveloping Xiao Yan and Wei Jiangyuan. The slowly released pressure was enough to destroy the mental defenses of any opponent.
"Old Xiao, if you have a trump card, don't wait, use it now!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan shook his head and gritted his teeth, saying, "Now we have no choice but to fight to the death!"
In fact, Xiao Yan had already prepared to self-destruct if he couldn't withstand Ling Fengzhui's attack, in order to save his soul. Everything else could be ignored for the time being; preserving his life was the priority.
At this critical moment, a distorted silver light appeared without warning in the core of the dark cage, less than three feet in front of Xiao Yan. The light rapidly rotated, stretched, and expanded! Accompanied by the violent distortion of space and a piercing cracking sound, a silver spatial vortex with a diameter of about ten feet was suddenly generated.
"Trying to mess with Xiao Yan? I'll beat you to death!"
A slightly immature voice rang out, and an extremely powerful force was released before Xiao Yan and Wei Jiangyuan. Immediately afterward, a delicate, fair fist, seemingly imbued with the power to split mountains and cleave seas, burst forth violently from the center of the vortex. The fist not only radiated battle qi but also carried a trace of primal dragon might.
Of course, Ling Fengzhui's attack was released with the power of a half-saint, and its powerful force swept away the girl's figure that had just emerged from the silver vortex!
Ling Fengzhui's eyes changed drastically. Someone had forcibly torn apart his Shadow Prison, and this spatial power also gave him a very strange feeling...
However, before he could react...
"drink--!"
A clear yet authoritative shout erupted from the silver spatial rift.
Immediately afterwards, a tall, graceful, crimson figure emerged like a phoenix rising from the ashes! Her beauty was breathtaking, her bearing noble and awe-inspiring, carrying an aura of sacred fire that dared not be profaned. Most striking was the lifelike, burning flame-like pattern on the center of her smooth forehead.
As the woman appeared, a blood-red flaming lotus flower instantly bloomed in mid-air.
Fire dances across the sky!
Like a hot knife cutting through oil, like snow meeting the sun! The thick, viscous shadow battle aura melted violently and painfully before this mysterious and powerful crimson flame. The black pillar of light that formed the cage quickly dimmed and dissolved under the violent onslaught of the Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire.
Seeing this, Ling Fengzhui frowned beneath his ghost mask: "Di Yanwen, why are the Yan Clan members here?"
"Zi Yan, Huo Zhi, what are you doing here?" Xiao Yan looked at the two girls who suddenly appeared in front of him, especially the petite figure who was knocked away but immediately patted her bottom and jumped up. Zi Yan's signature long purple hair and her still slightly immature yet powerful features made him almost think he was hallucinating! He had been searching for Zi Yan and Huo Zhi in Zhongzhou without any news. He never expected that the two of them would suddenly appear at such a critical moment tonight.
Upon hearing this, Zi Yan pouted, "And you're one to talk! The moment we were flung out of that horrible spatial vortex, before we could even catch our breath, we were swallowed whole by that stupid, purplish-black fire loach above us. Huo Zhi and I were only at the Dou Zong level back then, how could we possibly beat it? We were suffocating inside it. It was only thanks to Huo Zhi and me supporting each other that we managed to hold on. We were almost at our wits' end and escape, but then just now, with a loud bang, the sky exploded, shattering that damned starlight shield, and we finally escaped. I was suffocating!"
Xiao Yan looked in the direction Zi Yan was pointing angrily and saw the fire dragon in the sky, which was formed from the Three Thousand Burning Flames that had just broken its seal and was releasing purple-black dragon flames.
Xiao Yan also felt something was strange. How could the legendary Starry Sky Flame, which was supposed to be comparable to the three giants of the Pill Tower, be so weak, with only the aura of a low-star Dou Zun at most?
Unbeknownst to Xiao Yan, Huo Zhi and Zi Yan had been cultivating throughout their time trapped within the Three Thousand Burning Flames. Because of a relationship between Zi Yan and the Three Thousand Burning Flames that even she herself was unaware of, the now-intelligent Three Thousand Burning Flames was terrified, fearing suppression from Zi Yan. It had been constantly absorbing the power of the starry sky to cultivate, but ultimately, it couldn't overcome Zi Yan's bloodline and Huo Zhi's Flame Clan techniques; its power was almost completely drained by the two of them. Even without tonight's events, the two of them would have been freed soon.