This red-brown demonic flame was astonishingly powerful. Even Qin Fengming, who had stopped some distance away, could not help feeling a chill in his heart. His eyes immediately filled with solemnity.
"Brat who doesn't know whether he lives or dies, I'll let you savor the agony of blazing flames burning your body."
Venerable Brown Tiger was no ignorant man. Having cultivated for nearly four thousand years, ever since he had entered the Immortal Venerable realm, he had never encountered anyone who dared behave so presumptuously before him.
The young man before him was definitely no fool. If he dared act this way, he must have powerful backing.
Although strength and cultivation reigned supreme in the Cultivation World, there had been more than a few cases of ships capsizing in the gutter. Thus, after careful consideration, Venerable Brown Tiger directly brought out the secret technique that he relied on most as his trump card.
As his voice faded, Venerable Brown Tiger swept out a hand, and a red-brown fireball shot forth.
But puzzlingly, the red-brown demonic flame did not fly toward Qin Fengming. Instead, it shot into the air.
"Bang!~~" A dull bang rang out. High in the air, more than a hundred zhang above them, the red-brown fireball—only the size of a fist—suddenly exploded on the spot.
A dazzling cluster of red-brown flames, like a blooming flower, appeared high in the sky.
Seeing this scene unfold before him, Qin Fengming narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression suddenly turned solemn.
Venerable Brown Tiger's bizarre demonic-flame secret technique attack truly left him baffled. Yet the harder it was to fathom, the more terrifying this strike from the other party clearly was.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!~~" A burst of urgent rending sounds suddenly rang through the air.
Under the shroud of his spiritual