Fierce Battle with the Flame Spirit Clan

The few alien invasions that Pengcheng had suffered in the past were mostly by the Starry Sky Beast Clan—wolves, tigers, and the like. Although fierce, they could be resolved by a few martial artists working together.

[Scan Initiated: Life Energy Level 6.3, First Life Evolution]

[Note: Run! You will die!]

The Equipment Slot automatically began scanning the distant Flame Spirit Clan, instantly yielding basic information.

Life Energy Level 6.3—the highest Life Energy Level Xu Ziming had encountered since he began cultivating, and this monster was his enemy.

Xu Ziming gripped Jinghong in his hand almost subconsciously. He had to win this battle; the monster was already at his doorstep, making retreat impossible.

The moment it saw Xu Ziming raise his sword, a hint of human-like mockery appeared on the Flame Spirit Clan member's face, as if tormenting the weak brought it joy.

"Boom!"

The Flame Spirit Clan member was incredibly swift, charging out the moment it sensed Xu Ziming raising his sword and leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

The speed was too fast. Xu Ziming, who had always relied on his own speed to suppress others, could not track the Flame Spirit Clan member's movements at all.

He only felt a wave of intense heat coming from afar, scorching enough to feel as if his flesh were being roasted.

I absolutely cannot dodge this!

Xu Ziming gritted his teeth, relying entirely on his body's instincts. He swung Jinghong horizontally in a distorted posture toward the most searing spot in the area.

Since the Flame Spirit Clan member's body was composed of flames, the point of highest temperature in the air had to be the direction of its attack.

Veins bulged on Xu Ziming's face from the exertion, and Jinghong let out a series of sharp rings in the air.

He hit it! A solid sensation came from the point of impact, but it wasn't the Flame Spirit Clan member.

He had missed!

The Flame Spirit Clan member hadn't attacked from that direction; what Xu Ziming had sliced through was merely a scorching fireball.

The true body had already teleported to a position Xu Ziming could never reach.

In an instant, a temperature of nearly five hundred degrees radiated from his side, and a heart-wrenching pain flared from a spot on his body.

The Flame Spirit Clan member was also stunned, as its five-hundred-degree body heat hadn't pierced straight through Xu Ziming, but had instead been halted on the surface.

"Go to hell!"

Equipped with Iron Skin, Xu Ziming's body could withstand temperatures of over a thousand degrees. As long as he could endure the pain, such heat could not hinder his offense.

In the split second the Flame Spirit Clan member was stunned, he had already pivoted, now facing the creature he couldn't reach just moments ago.

A heaven-shaking sword light flashed, and thick smoke rose from the ground. He had struck!

In Xu Ziming's vision, the Flame Spirit Clan member's body split in two and dissipated into the air.

"That easy?" Xu Ziming gasped for air, his hand pressed against the scorched spot on his waist.

From his perspective, the Flame Spirit Clan member had indeed vanished, as if its body had been obliterated by his strike.

"Thud." A sound came from his shoulder. The thousand-degree heat instantly melted his clothes, and thick smoke erupted from his entire head.

"Human, your sword is weak. It cannot hurt me."

"Ahhh!"

The thousand-degree heat was on the verge of incinerating Xu Ziming's consciousness. Under such temperatures, even his enhanced Iron Skin was useless.

Soon, the smell of cooked meat wafted from his shoulder.

I'm going to die!

Just as the Equipment Slot had warned, a heavy sense of impending death enveloped his mind under the heat that blurred his consciousness.

The Equipment Slot panel suddenly appeared, and the [Qilin Body] entry glowed, flashing in Xu Ziming's mind.

Right, there was still the Qilin Body.

"There's still a chance. Qilin Body, activate!"

Xu Ziming shouted, the pain of his burning body making it impossible for him to control his voice.

"Bang!"

An aura from the ancient past erupted from him, the immense pressure blowing the Flame Spirit Clan member away.

The next moment, scales sprouted across his body, and two dragon horns grew from his head. His entire body expanded, shredding his remaining clothes to pieces.

Only his underwear remained.

His originally black eyes gradually took on a mystical hue, as if...

He was the incarnation of a Qilin!

"What is this?!" The fallen Flame Spirit Clan member's eyes were filled with shock, an inexplicable sense of danger flooding its heart.

"Impossible. He isn't even a martial artist; how could he give me a false sense of danger? This getup must be another human trick."

Thinking this, its initially terrified face instantly calmed, even revealing a hint of sarcasm.

"What are you pretending..."

Before the words could even leave its mouth, Xu Ziming was already standing before it, his eyes radiating a detached, god-like divinity.

His scale-covered hand clamped instantly onto the skull of the Flame Spirit Clan, the creature's body radiating temperatures of over a thousand degrees.

However, the effect of the Qilin Body was fire immunity; all flames were rendered useless against him, and at this moment, he was the very incarnation of fire.

Extreme force surged from Xu Ziming's wrist. The reason the sword techniques had failed to wound the Flame Spirit Clan earlier was precisely because its body had turned into flames the moment it was struck.

Yet now, it was completely unable to control that innate ability, as if all the surrounding flames had abandoned their original master.

"How is this possible?"

Only now did terror finally appear on the face of the Flame Spirit Clan, and as it thrashed violently, a massive surge of power erupted from within its body.

Xu Ziming's hand, still gripping its head, began to shake; although he was immune to fire, his physique at a Life Energy Level of 3.4 could not compare to a true ascended life form, even if his strength were doubled.

"Ah!"

The Flame Spirit Clan tore itself free, snapping off its own Demon-like horns in the process, and finally escaped Xu Ziming's grasp.

"Run!"

This human was too perverse; it absolutely could not remain entangled with him. It had to seize a hostage.

Thinking this, its gaze immediately swept the surroundings, and it happened to spot signs of life in a wonton shop not far away.

"Found you!"

"Alien?" The owner of the wonton shop also saw the Demon-like monster lunging toward him from afar. Adrenaline surged through his body, and he began to brandish the iron ladle in his hand.

Just then, with a "whoosh," a silver-white light flew in from the distance. The Jinghong Sword, like an arrow released from a longbow, instantly pierced the body of the Flame Spirit Clan.

"Ah!!!"

The terrifying impact instantly sheared off a chunk of its shoulder, passing straight through its flesh and embedding itself in the ground before it.

Bricks and stones shattered with a crunching sound, and the creature's body tumbled uncontrollably across the ground.

"Alien trash, if you can't win, you resort to harming the innocent?"

Xu Ziming's voice descended from the sky.