A flicker of surprise crossed Shi Yue's eyes. "Fifth-Order Spirit Fire!"
With his protective Spirit Shield raised, ordinary flames wouldn't have this kind of power.
Then again, it made sense. Lotus Old Daoist possessed two Spiritually Connected Magic Treasures; it wasn't surprising that he had Fifth-Order Spirit Fire. Ordinary flames would only waste time.
It might have worked against other cultivators, but Shi Yue possessed the Mysterious Yuan Dry Ice Fan and naturally had nothing to fear.
The Mysterious Yuan Dry Ice Fan in his hand gave off a startling chill. With a light wave, a howl rose, and a vast expanse of White Cold Air swept forth.
The hundreds of incoming Blood-colored Rockets were frozen solid one after another.
Shi Yue swung the Mysterious Yuan Dry Ice Fan, releasing wave after wave of White Cold Air until the hundreds of Blood-colored Rockets were completely frozen.
He raised a hand. A small, azure-blue cauldron flew out and instantly grew larger, spraying a vast expanse of blue light that collected the frozen Blood-colored Rockets.
He formed another Hand Seal, and the Blue Cauldron quickly shrank before flying back into his sleeve and disappearing.
"Brat Shi, how much longer are you going to drag this out? Hurry up and break the formation so we can escape!" Xiaoyaozi's voice was languid.
"I know what to do. Over these past three days, I've figured out this treasure's weakness. I have a sixty percent chance of escaping."
Shi Yue opened his mouth, and the Fentian Sword Pellet and Taixu Sword Pellet shot out. After blurring, they transformed into a translucent red flying sword and a green flying sword that shimmered with azure light, both radiating astonishing spiritual energy.
He rapidly formed Hand Seals. The Tai Xu Sword and Fentian Sword quickly intertwined, countless runes appearing