Boom!
Lin Xuan seemed to hear the terrifying sound of flames being ignited a second time. The vast sheets of azure-blue fire that came tumbling down actually turned a ghastly green.
The ghastly green flames grew several times hotter, burning away patches of space until holes filled the sky.
As the ghastly green flames fell into the prison, their extreme heat scorched the small starry sky around Lin Xuan. The stars warped, their light flickering wildly, as though they might shatter at any moment.
"Hold on!"
The male formation cultivator's eyes were filled with resolve. He poured out his power as if it cost nothing; his scholar's robes billowed, his topknot burst apart, and his black hair danced wildly.
"Interesting. You can actually withstand two extremes."
In the heavens, the Four Great Demon God Guards glanced sideways, their eyes brimming with mockery.
Their massive bodies blocked out the light of the sky, dimming the land where Lin Xuan and the others stood as an apocalyptic atmosphere spread.
"Lin Xuan... I'll give you a chance to live. Swear a great oath and become a mount of our Demon Race, never to betray us, and you may live today."
"Oh, right. After swearing the oath, remember to pick up your blade and strike at those beside you. Show us the means with which you instantly killed a Celestial Immortal."
The words of the Four Great Demon God Guards made the four formation cultivators of the Sun and Moon Divine Dynasty's expressions shift slightly, and they could not help looking at Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan's expression remained calm. He paid no heed to the gazes of the four formation cultivators, merely looking toward the heavens as he slowly said, "Why don't you help me break this battle formation? Demon mouths do nothing but