The other party's actions made Lin Xuan visibly start.
Though he did not know the terrifying aspects of the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire, he was not concealing his cultivation at the moment. Knowing full well that Lin Xuan was a terrifying existence at the late Dongxuan Realm, yet still daring to catch the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire barehanded—calling that overconfidence was not excessive in the slightest.
Since he dared to do so, it seemed he had a certain confidence and grasp of his own divine abilities.
Bailing Demon Fire?
Interesting!
Then he would give it a try himself.
Lin Xuan raised his right hand, and his magic power surged like a river bursting its banks, pouring endlessly into the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire.
A soft puchi reached the ear. The Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire spun in place, and at once, clear cries rang out loudly. It actually transformed into dozens of Spirit Birds wrapped entirely in flames.
With a flap of their wings, they pounced viciously toward the front.
Demon Venerable Bailing's pupils shrank slightly, and his hands flew like butterflies weaving through flowers. Following his movements, the Bailing Demon Fire transformed into a beehive.
From within, one poisonous snake after another darted out, heads raised and tongues flicking.
Cold gleams flared over the surfaces of their fangs, and their number was more than twice that of the Spirit Birds.
Then all kinds of spiritual radiance interwove, and the two sides clashed fiercely together.
Yet the moment they made contact, those Magic Snakes fell heavily into the disadvantage. As if they had encountered their natural enemy, they were swallowed one by one into the bellies of the Spirit Birds formed from the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire.
"No... impossible!"
Demon Venerable Bailing's eyes bulged wide, and even his body trembled slightly.