He turned to Xie Qisha and Li Tianying. "Old Seven Killings, old Tianying, if you two don't step in, you'll lose this fine disciple of yours. You know how powerful a stacked formation is. He won't last long."
Li Tianying stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the screen of light. "Wait a little longer," he said, his voice utterly calm.
Xie Qisha said nothing either. He merely watched the screen in silence.
His gaze settled on Li Bufan, and a complicated look flashed through his eyes. This disciple was stronger than he had imagined.
At last, the giant sword shattered the five-colored spiritual light and bore down on Li Bufan. The starlight sword smashed through layer after layer of light, driving straight toward the crown of his head.
Before the sword reached him, its Sword Qi did. It sliced across his skin, leaving bloody cuts all over his body.
At that moment, Li Bufan recalled the golden light.
He unleashed every last trump card. Great Sun Golden Yang Flame—go!
A dazzling light surged from within him. Golden flames swirled around his body, radiating blistering heat.
The light shone like the sun, illuminating the entire formation.
Inside the Fire Element Flag, the phantom of flame watched and sighed. "I still underestimated that brat. He even refined the Great Sun Golden Yang Flame." His voice held both surprise and admiration.
Heartburning Fire—go! A purple flame hovered beside Li Bufan, its deep violet glow strangely bewitching.
Amid the radiance of the Great Sun Golden Yang Flame, it burned quietly like a silent guardian.
Hundred Rivers Return to Sea—refine!
He forcibly drew in vital energy once more. Energy from heaven and earth surged in from every direction, forming a vast vortex above his head.
Then he had the Heartburning