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I was indescribably grateful to Mo Lan, but just as she had said, a delicate balance had now formed among the Nine Heavens Immortals. If we could escape, we had to flee; if we could not, we would immediately be plunged into a fate worse than countless tribulations. I looked at Xijun, who was engaged in spell combat with Fu Youzhi, and said, "Xijun, let's leave first. It'll be easier for them to get away afterward, without so many concerns!"
Xijun was currently suppressing Fu Youzhi. She glanced at Shiyun Xian, who was fighting two against one, and Mo Lan, who was battling her own father, then nodded. With a sweep of her sleeve, she sent a huge fireball hurtling toward Fu Youzhi. This Samadhi True Fireball swept up the other party's flames with devouring force. Fu Youzhi did not dare resist it head-on and could only desperately guide the devouring fireball, afraid that his own Samadhi True Fire would be swallowed by Xijun.
At the same time, the battle between Mo Lan and Mo Haixin began as well. Father and daughter adopted completely different methods of attack. Mo Haixin wielded two short clubs, their entire blue bodies wreathed in faint blue flames. When he swung them, blue fire rained across the sky and earth, carrying tremendous might. He charged forward at the very start, intending to beat his own daughter to death with a flurry of blows.
"Sis, you're no longer one of our race. Today, since you dare raise your hand against Dad, I, Mo Lin, dare to kill you! I knew you'd never be fit to lead our Heavenly Phoenix Race!" Although Mo Lan's younger brother was usually a spoiled young master, he did not falter at a crucial moment. He even led a group