"Hmph! Those Rong Clan cultivators are certainly in high spirits. The battle ahead is in such dire straits, yet they still haven't forgotten this once-in-a-century Sun Swallowing Festival!"
With a thought, over a thousand Feathered Ice Blades appeared behind Leng Xuan at once, immediately forming several rings of blades.
The bodies and severed heads of those decapitated Rong Clan cultivators were now covered in frost.
The instant they touched the ground, they shattered into powder. Not only were their physical bodies destroyed, but their Primordial Spirits could not escape either!
"So this is Primordial Yang Essence? Judging by these Rong Clan cultivators, they seem to be planning to consume it directly."
Luo Hong drew over a wisp of Primordial Yang Essence and played with it between his fingers for a moment before making his guess.
"Sun Swallowing Valley produces Fire Rong Soldiers in abundance because the Rong Clan cultivators here can borrow the power of the formation to obtain a fraction of the Myriad Yang Cauldron's divine abilities. They use vicious beast flesh and blood to refine Primordial Yang Essence, then cultivate several special techniques by consuming it.
Though Sun Swallowing Valley is said to be a land of restrictions, it is actually a great military training camp.
As long as we keep teleporting deeper in like this and instantly wipe out the garrisons at every checkpoint we reach, we can bypass the grand formation and infiltrate the core region of Sun Swallowing Valley.
However, the deeper we go, the stronger the checkpoint garrisons will become.
The last few may very well be guarded by beings at the first or second Holy Clan rank. Fellow Daoist Luo, are you confident you can do what you did just now?"
After glancing at the Primordial Yang Essence in Luo Hong's hand, Leng