Fire Lotus Forms

In an instant, the two sides began clashing, and the violent fluctuations of Dou Qi drew another wave of attention.

"What's going on? The Ancestor is about to be refined!" An elder whose lower body was buried beneath the rubble struggled to raise his head, staring in disbelief at the suddenly erupting central battlefield. "How does anyone still dare to face the Spirit Clan head-on?"

Some of the Pill Tower's experts had originally chosen to hide temporarily under the Spirit Clan's suppression. Now, seeing the fierce battle here, they took the initiative to join in as well. Among them were Elder Su Huo of the Soul Skill Pavilion, Dan Chen's magical beast, the Fire-Headed Owl, and Elder Haika, who was in charge of forging.

Accompanied by a piercing eagle cry that tore through the night sky, the enormous Fire-Headed Owl spread its wings blazing with orange-red flames and dove from above like a burning meteor. All those flames it had consumed over the years had not been for nothing.

"Protect the Ancestor! Protect Xiao Yan!"

"Fight these bastards to the death!"

"For the Pill Tower, fight!"

Although the Spirit Clan had already subdued most of their core experts during the earlier operation, there were always some who had slipped through the net. As Xiao Yan's actions became far too conspicuous, they all consciously joined this battlefield.

The Pill Tower, this colossal force that had stood in the Central Plains for thousands of years, once again unleashed an unimaginable tenacity. The Pill Tower might not be as strong as the Spirit Clan, but it was certainly not so weak that it would crumble at a single blow.

A trace of barely perceptible shock and gravity flashed through Ling Fengzhui's eyes. Judging by the strength of the attacks he had unleashed, everyone