Beiyang Dao had no Golden Core Cultivators, but the Li family patriarch was a genuine Foundation Establishment Mid Stage cultivator. Dealing with combat power at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage was practically as easy as turning over his hand.
Chen Sanshi had to leave Great Marsh Market as quickly as possible, or the consequences would be unthinkable.
"Roar—" The Puppet Tiger roared as it pounced forward.
Changsun Miao flipped his right hand, and a square jade seal abruptly appeared in his palm. Several crimson flood dragons were engraved upon its surface. Empowered by his spell, they transformed from lifeless carvings into living creatures and spewed eerie green flames ahead.
In an instant, the flames swallowed the puppet whole.
Within the fire were countless ghosts and wandering souls. With ferocious faces, they lunged forward and bit down in a mad frenzy.
The power of this bizarre flame was at least Tier 2.
Anyone with insight would recognize this seal as the Yanluo Seal, a replica forged after the magical treasure known as the "Netherworld Seal." Its flames contained a strange poison and carried an eerie chill, their might no weaker than any Tier 2 fire vein.
Even among treasures of the entire Foundation Establishment Realm, it ranked among the finest.
How could the merely Tier 1 Puppet Tiger withstand it? It did not last even a breath before collapsing with a crack, then turning to ashes.
Breaking through the obstruction, the Yanluo Netherfire swept onward with a multitude of ghost soldiers in tow. Everywhere it passed—
The bamboo forest became scorched earth.
Sky River Swordplay, Nine-Foot Milky Way!
The Xuan Yuan Sword in Chen Sanshi's hand cleaved downward, as though it had sliced a gash in the Sky Curtain.
The Milky Way came pouring down, flowing backward into the thick earth.