At the same time Xuan Jian and the others were sizing up the humanoid demonic flame,
the demonic flame turned its featureless head back and forth, seemingly observing Xuan Jian and the others as well.
Clearly, this was the artifact spirit of Origin Fiery Demon Peak, which had never once revealed itself until now.
Yet none of Xuan Jian's group understood why, at such a critical moment, the artifact spirit of Origin Fiery Demon Peak was not considering how to escape, but was instead staring at them.
Just as Xuan Jian was about to ask, the sharp, explosive cry of swords in the void beyond the peak suddenly grew incomparably grand.
A cold silver-white sword light drew near from afar, carrying the bearing of a banished sword immortal descending from beyond the heavens.
Standing alone beyond the world, it looked down upon everything before it.
At this sight, Xuan Jian and the others shuddered, their faces filled with terror.
"It's here. Is there no escaping?"
Their hopes of escape had already been slim, and now this strike from a Void Refining Stage existence was right at hand. How could they possibly survive?
As they stood at a loss, even plunged into utter despair, the artifact spirit of Origin Fiery Demon Peak evidently understood the urgency of the situation as well.
Its sweeping motion abruptly halted, and it locked firmly onto Xuan Jian.
Before Xuan Jian could react, the artifact spirit wreathed in demonic flames pounced at him and directly possessed his body.
The other few were so startled that they retreated several steps, but they soon came to their senses.
"Origin Fiery Demon Peak would not harm us. Could this be acknowledging a master? Does it want to join forces with its master and fight for one last chance at