Frightened into Retreat
A boundless hatred burst forth from the single eye of the Heaven-Burning Eagle.
"Bah!"
The Heaven-Burning Eagle let out a sharp cry, opened its large beak, and burst forth in flames.
The raging flames swept towards Song Wen like a raging torrent.
The instant the Heaven-Burning Eagle regained its clarity, Song Wen suddenly retreated.
At the same time, Blood Sea swept in from above, blocking Song Wen's path.
"Boom!"
Flames soared into the sky.
The torrents of flame relentlessly crashed against the blood orb.
Fire rained down.
Half the sky turned fiery red.
The other half of the sky was a surging Blood Sea.
"Extreme Yin, do not linger in battle, there are still a large number of Demon Race behind us." Zhu Yin's voice suddenly rang out.
At this moment, Purple Cloud's spaceship had been stored away, and Purple Cloud and the others from the Two Forms Sect had all transferred to the Star Raft Divine Ark.
Zhu Yin was seriously injured, so she temporarily handed over control of the Star Raft Divine Ark to Purple Cloud.
The Star Raft Divine Ark is poised to set sail and return to Two Forms Island at any time.
Upon hearing the sound, Song Wen's mind stirred, and the Blood Sea above rapidly contracted towards Song Wen.
A moment later, the Blood Sea shrank into a blood-red sphere with a diameter of more than ten feet, and it continued to shrink.
The torrent of flames slammed into the blood sphere, sending it flying instantly.
Using the force of the flames, the blood sphere moved with lightning speed, covering dozens of miles in the blink of an eye, and crashed into the Star Raft Divine Ark.
Meanwhile, during this period, the blood cell shrank to a size of one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters).
As the blood orb approached, the shield on the Star Raft Divine Ark cracked.
"Bang!"
The blood sphere slammed onto the deck, causing the entire Star Raft Divine Ark to shake violently.
Just as the Star Raft Divine Ark was about to accelerate its escape, a figure suddenly appeared above it.
"Purple Cloud, are you all alright?"
The newcomer wore a light blue robe, had a beautiful and gentle face, and appeared to be a middle-aged woman; she was none other than the Daoist Lan Yin.
"Master!"
Purple Cloud looked up, her voice filled with delight.
"We are unharmed, thanks to the Extreme Yin."
After speaking, she lowered her gaze and looked at the blood sphere beside her.
The blood cells gradually began to disintegrate, revealing Song Wen, who had returned to a normal human form.
Song Wen lay prostrate on the ground, his skin cracked and covered in blood, looking extremely disheveled.
But none of those present dared to underestimate them.
The gazes cast from all directions were filled with deep shock and gratitude.
If it weren't for Song Wen, many of them would have died under the raging flames of the Heaven-Burning Eagle.
'Extreme Yin' actually managed to fight the Heaven-Burning Eagle, which was at the early stage of the fourth rank, to a standstill with his Golden Core Realm, and even severely injured one of the Heaven-Burning Eagle's eyes.
Fighting across a vast realm is simply unheard of.
It's important to understand that the higher one's cultivation level, the greater the difference in strength between different realms.
Especially at the Nascent Soul Realm, there is a huge gap in strength between each minor realm.
With his Golden Core cultivation, Song Wen fought against a fourth-tier Demon Beast, a feat as difficult as ascending to heaven.
The Daoist Lan Yin looked at Song Wen with a hint of amazement.
This was the first time she had ever seen Golden Core cultivator capable of close combat with a fourth-tier Demon Beast.
Lan Yin, the Daoist nun, turned her head and looked at the distant horizon, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
There, the Heaven-Burning Eagle, realizing that the Daoist Lan Yin was not easy to deal with, was fleeing at top speed.
"You beast, how dare you trespass into the territory of my Two Forms Sect! Prepare to die!"
Lan Yin Daoist nun snorted coldly, her hands quickly forming hand seals, and her magical Law Power was instantly mobilized.
She brought her two right fingers together and pointed them forward.
In an instant, a cold glint appeared.
It was a three-foot-long flying sword.
The flying sword slashed through the sky, chasing after the Heaven-Burning Eagle.
At the same time, the figure of the Daoist Lan Yin transformed into a streak of light, closely following behind the flying sword.
"Master, do not pursue!"
Purple Cloud hurriedly shouted, "Zhu Yin said that there are still a large number of Demon Race behind, heading towards Two Forms Island."
Lan Yin, the Daoist nun, paused and turned to look at Zhu Yin on the Star Raft Divine Ark Ship.
She had seen Zhu Yin earlier and noticed that Zhu Yin's cultivation had advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm.
However, in his haste to hunt down the Heaven-Burning Eagle, he didn't have time to greet Zhu Yin.
"Fellow Zhu Yin, is what Purple Cloud said truly true?"
"It's absolutely true. I estimate that the Demon Race army is only three to five thousand miles away right now," Zhu Yin said.
"Is it that close? Why haven't the scouts sent back any news? Have they all perished at the hands of the Demon Race?" Lan Yin Dao Gu wondered to herself.
She didn't doubt the truth of Zhu Yin's words; Zhu Yin had no reason to lie to her.
She took out a Jade Slip and crushed it.
Instantly, the phantom images of two crossed longswords materialized, rising into the sky.
This is a warning to all members of the Two Forms Sect: prepare for battle.
Only Lan Yin Dao Gu, as a Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Two Forms Sect, was qualified to send out this signal.
"Let's go back to the clan."
Lan Yin Daoist nun landed on the Star Raft Divine Ark and returned to Two Forms Island with the others.
"Extreme Yin, are you alright?" asked the Daoist Lan Yin.
"Thank you for your concern, senior. It's just some superficial injuries, nothing serious."
Song Wen had already taken the medicine to expel the fire poison and was currently meditating on the deck to heal his injuries. When he heard the question from the Daoist Lan Yin, he did not get up but replied.
He specially changed into a brand new robe to cover the bloodstains all over his body. But his exposed skin was still crisscrossed with cracks, a shocking sight.
Lan Yin said, "You don't need to call me 'senior' anymore. The fact that you were able to injure a fourth-tier early-stage Heaven-Burning Eagle is enough to show that your strength is already comparable to Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator. We can address each other as equals. Once you advance to the Nascent Soul, your strength will probably rival mine, Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator."
"Senior flatters me. Breaking through the Core Formation stage is no easy feat. I am merely Golden Core cultivator; how dare I compare myself to you?" Song Wen said.
Lan Yin smiled slightly, no longer disturbing Song Wen's healing, and turned to look at Zhu Yin.
"Fellow Zhu Yin, I never expected that you would advance to the Nascent Soul Realm in just over a decade. Congratulations!"
Zhu Yin cupped her hands and said, "Thank you, Fellow Lan Yin... I was merely lucky."
"There's no such thing as luck in condensing Nascent Soul." The Daoist nun Lan Yin changed the subject, asking, "You also seem to have suffered serious injuries. Who did this?"
Anyone with eyes can see that Zhu Yin was injured by the Demon Race.
Therefore, while Lan Yin Dao Gu appeared to be concerned about Zhu Yin's injuries, she was actually inquiring about the situation of the Demon Race army.
Zhu Yin said, "On my way to the Two Forms Sect, I encountered two third-tier Mystic-Feather Crane. As everyone knows, Mystic-Feather Crane are the vanguard of the Demon Race army. So, I tried to avoid them, but they still found me and notified the Heaven-Burning Eagle."
"My speed was no match for the Heaven-Burning Eagle, and it eventually caught up with me. I had just advanced to the Nascent Soul and was no match for the Heaven-Burning Eagle, so I was injured by it. If it weren't for the Star Raft Divine Ark, I probably would have died at its hands."
As she spoke, Zhu Yin glanced at Song Wen, who was meditating. She, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, was actually inferior to Song Wen, a Golden Core cultivator.
After hearing this, the Daoist nun Lan Yin frowned.
"According to you, you didn't personally witness the Demon Race army?"
Zhu Yin gave a bitter smile. "If I had seen the Demon Race army, I wouldn't have survived."
Lacking further intelligence on the Demon Race army, Daoist Lan Yin couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed.