Prisoner Beneath the Steps

The violet flames streaked across the sky, startling the hemp-clad young man. He had never noticed anyone lying in ambush nearby!

The leaping yin flames made no sound, yet they scorched the heaven-and-earth vital energy, even using that vital energy as firewood. The more they burned, the fiercer they grew, blotting out the sky as they lunged straight for his head!

This person had to be a Celestial being expert!

Yet that deduction only horrified the hemp-clad young man further. One number one on the Heavenly Rankings was already bad enough—how could there be another Celestial being expert?!

Moreover, the yin flames filling the sky blocked spiritual perception. He could not determine where the other party was at all. Under normal circumstances, he could simply turn and flee through the air rather than clash head-on.

But this time was different. A Half-Step Terrestrial Immortal was pressing close behind him, leaving him no room to maneuver.

Once Shen Yi finished dealing with the Seven Kill Swordsman, he would turn around and deal with him. Every second counted; there was no time for delay.

Thoughts flashed through the hemp-clad young man's mind.

He immediately made up his mind to force his way through the field of yin flames. His palms moved, and boundless vital energy gathered in an instant, wrapping him up like a silkworm cocoon. Without slowing, he charged straight into the boundless sea of violet fire.

The hemp-clad young man's expression turned solemn.

Just as he had expected,

these violet yin flames dancing everywhere were indeed terrifying. The moment he broke into the sea of fire, they began burning away the heaven-and-earth vital energy wrapped around him from every direction. In just a single breath, more than half had been incinerated, and the flames rapidly spread toward his protective true