With a sweep of the Green Edge Sword in his hand, the Water Dragon immediately changed direction and charged thunderously toward the Fire Cloud.
The Tianlan Bird, however, did not meet the Water Cloud Sword head-on. Instead, after a long cry, it halted in midair, and with a flap of its ten-zhang-long wings, flames filled the sky and fell like raindrops.
They were crimson, faintly tinged with gold.
At first, Lin Xuan did not pay much attention, but when that fiery rain landed on the Water Dragon, white steam instantly billowed up, and the high-grade human-tier spell cast through the Water Cloud Sword was broken with ease.
Gu Feng's face was full of cold mockery. This result had long been within his expectations. The Tianlan Bird resembling the Bi Fang was no coincidence; this demonic beast was a distant relative of that legendary divine bird. Though its bloodline had already become extremely thin, its ability to control fire was still far beyond that of other fire-attribute spirit beasts.
Under the corrosion of the fiery rain, the Water Dragon soon vanished completely. Lin Xuan's expression turned somewhat ugly. With a movement of his divine sense, the six subsidiary swords flew back.
Yet before he could make another move, that fiery rain came pouring down after him.
It was already too late to dodge. A fierce look flashed across Lin Xuan's face, and with a sweep of the Hundred Soul Banner, pitch-black ghost mist surged out wildly, swiftly wrapping around him.
Almost at the same time, the fiery rain arrived, falling into the mist. In the distance, Gu Feng's face was filled with ridicule, but very soon, the smugness on his face vanished without a trace. After those flames fell into the ghost mist, they were actually like a clay ox entering