Firebird Shows Its Might

Five Alchemist Rogue Cultivator the Golden Core stage dared not make the slightest move after being teleported to the secret realm, intimidated by the power of the four Nascent Soul Cultivators.

After the Nascent Soul Cultivator left, the five were discussing their next move when they saw members of the Xing Family and Jing Family attacking.

Jing Lie's words, "a thief who trespassed into the secret realm," infuriated them.

They were clearly "invited" by Xing Liren through all sorts of means.

As expected, when the cunning rabbit dies, the hunting dog is cooked.

The five were not fools; when Xing Yixuan made her move, they scattered and fled in different directions.

Unfortunately, one of the middle-aged male cultivators fled in the direction that was exactly where Song Wen was.

The one who followed the middle-aged male cultivator was Xing Liren.

Coldlight Mirror, ten feet high, hung above Xing Liren's head. He activated the mirror as he pursued the enemy.

Foot-long blue icicles shot out continuously from the Coldlight Mirror.

The sound of icicles piercing the air was incessant, carrying a chilling and ominous aura.

The middle-aged male cultivator was greatly alarmed. He used his movement Movement Method to dodge left and right, trying to avoid the area covered by the ice spikes.

There were simply too many ice spikes to avoid, so he could only run while taking out a shield.

After being activated, the shield emitted a bright yellow light and then split into four, with the four shields rotating continuously around him.

The ice spikes struck the shield, producing a series of impact sounds.

Although it temporarily blocked the onslaught of ice spikes, the yellow light on the shield flickered, clearly indicating that it wouldn't last long.

"Young Master Xing, I Soul Oath that I will never reveal a single word about the secret realm and the Heavenly Spirit Pill to anyone," the middle-aged male cultivator pleaded.

Only the dead can keep a secret.

While on Treasure Peak, the five Rogue Cultivator chose to stand by and watch, which Xing Liren clearly resented.

Even if Rogue Cultivator is willing to submit, he will not give them any chance of survival.

A resolute glint flashed in the middle-aged male cultivator's eyes. He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of Essence Blood.

The Essence Blood transformed into a red light in the air and quickly merged into the shield that was spinning around him.

The shield suddenly shone brightly with yellow light, and its rotation speed increased dramatically, blocking all the ice spikes' attacks.

Seeing this, Xing Liren sneered, as if mocking the other party for fighting like a cornered beast.

He swiftly formed hand seals, and the surrounding Coldlight Mirror emanated a chilling aura that condensed into even denser ice spikes, which rained down on the middle-aged male cultivator.

The middle-aged male cultivator tried his best to defend, but the yellow light on the shield grew dimmer and dimmer, and it was on the verge of collapse.

Song Wen sighed helplessly; he could no longer continue pretending.

The middle-aged male cultivator was too close to him, and scattered ice spikes were shooting towards him.

With a sudden push of his feet, Song Wen's body shot out like an arrow, quickly disappearing into the distance.

"Huh! I didn't expect there to be a mouse hiding there."

A hint of surprise flashed across Xing Liren's face, but it quickly turned into a playful smile, as if a hunter had spotted an interesting prey.

Under his relentless onslaught, the middle-aged male cultivator was quickly defeated and turned into a bloody mess by the dense icicles.

Xing Liren continued his pursuit at full speed, chasing after the direction Song Wen had fled.

The two of them, one after the other, left the square in an instant and disappeared into the ghostly mist without a trace.

Xing Yixuan, who had just dealt with a Rogue Cultivator, happened to witness this scene. She looked around warily and, after confirming that no one else was paying attention to her, she quietly followed them.

Gan Hong caught a glimpse of Xing Yixuan's hurried departure and hesitated slightly.

Immediately, he resolutely turned his head away, pretending that he hadn't seen anything.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm here to help you."

He roared and flew towards the horse-headed man who was chasing the Rogue Cultivator.

As Song Wen watched Xing Liren getting closer and closer, his expression gradually became playful.

With a thought, he unleashed three lightning spears, each over ten feet long, towards Xing Liren behind him.

Xing Liren raised his hand towards the Coldlight Mirror above his head, and a huge ice shield materialized, heading towards the lightning spear.

The lightning spear and the ice shield collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar and blinding lightning.

Shield shattered!

The thunder spears also scattered.

"Snap!"

A thunderclap suddenly echoed high in the sky!

A bolt of lightning the size of a bowl, carrying a faint purple light, pierced through the ghostly mist and struck Xing Liren directly.

Jade Pivot Divine Thunder!

Xing Liren looked at the lightning descending from the sky, his expression becoming more serious.

"This rat does have some strength."

He made hand Method Formula, and a thick ice shield condensed on the Coldlight Mirror.

Lightning struck the ice shield!

Lightning flashed!

Ice shards flew everywhere!

Xing Liren's fleeing figure dipped slightly, and his speed decreased accordingly.

He glanced at Song Wen ahead with a sinister look, then activated the Law Power within his body, pushing his Movement Method to its limit.

His speed suddenly increased, becoming even faster than before.

Soon the two had traveled more than ten miles and arrived at the foot of the high mountain.

Song Wen did not climb the high mountain, but instead fled around the foot of the mountain.

"You wretch, let's see where you can run to!"

Xing Liren had caught up to Song Wen's position, closing the distance to half a mile behind.

The Coldlight Mirror above his head suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light, and an extremely chilling aura spread outwards.

Countless ice spikes surged wildly from the blue light, carrying a chilling killing intent, aiming straight for Song Wen's vital points.

Xing Liren had been preparing for this attack for a long time.

He was absolutely confident that he could kill the rats in front of him in one fell swoop.

A silver firebird suddenly flew out of Song Wen's body.

The silver firebird was only the size of a palm.

It opened its mouth and spewed out a torrent of platinum-gold flames, the terrifying heat seemingly igniting even the surrounding air.

The flames shot into the sky, transforming into a fire dragon over ten feet long, which instantly collided with the ice spikes.

Ice and fire clashed.

The fire dragon and the ice cone collided fiercely in the air, melting each other and sending up plumes of white mist.

"Spiritual fire?"

Xing Liren frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

In the Sea of Disorder, the Supreme Yang Spiritual Fire is rarely seen.

Where did this person get the supreme yang Spirit Flame?

Could the other party be a disciple of some powerful faction?

Although he was surprised and suspicious, his hands moved quickly.

The strongest forces in the Sea of Disorder are none other than the 'Three Lineage and Two Sects', so the Xing Family has nothing to fear from any of them.

Once he kills the opponent, the Spirit Flame will be his for the taking.

The Law Power within Xing Liren surged like a tidal wave, and the Coldlight Mirror emitted an even more dazzling cold light.

"Freeze!" Xing Liren uttered softly.

A vast expanse of icy mist surged from the Coldlight Mirror, like a biting winter wind, sweeping towards the fire dragon.

The icy mist instantly engulfed the fire dragon, and the frigid mist quickly condensed into thick, solid ice, sealing the fire dragon within.

This blocked the dragon's heat wave, preventing it from escaping even slightly.

Xing Liren's lips curled into a bloodthirsty smile, and a large amount of icy mist once again surged from the Coldlight Mirror, attempting to freeze the silver firebird.

The silver firebird flapped its wings and soared into the sky, opening its sharp beak once more to spew forth a continuous stream of ghastly green flames.

The green flames, extremely yin and cold, collided violently with the icy mist in the air.

The moment the two met, the cold air and the yin fire intertwined, and both quickly turned into solid ice.

"There's even a wisp of extremely cold Yin Fire. Just who is this person?" Xing Liren was secretly shocked.