"Hmph! You are not Lin Ran. This old man understands now—it was you... Duanmu Fenlong?! This old man knew it. Lin Ran had always been upright; how could he possibly do something so sordid!"
"You truly have some nerve, daring to possess someone from our Phantom Star Sect! Today, no matter what, this old man will never let you leave alive!"
Venerable Tianhong immediately spoke up. As he spoke, realization suddenly dawned on him, and he understood at once.
Looking again at Lin Ran before him, fury instantly surged in his eyes.
The True Yuan within him moved with his voice. The flying sword hovering before him immediately shone with five-colored radiance, its might soaring by another fifty percent.
At this moment, though Venerable Tianhong was anxious for Feng Fei's safety, with powerful enemies before him, he had no choice but to stand ready in strict formation. He did not dare let down his guard in the slightest.
Duanmu Fenlong had always been a troublesome foe of the Great Zhao Dynasty, and he had cultivated an Evil Cultivation Technique such as the Burning Like Requirement Technique.
The techniques of the Burning Like Requirement Technique were not merely powerful; their true strength lay in how they seeped through every crack and crevice.
With Pei Feihong, whose cultivation level was on par with his own, added to the mix, the pressure on Venerable Tianhong multiplied in an instant.
Meanwhile, Feng Fei's throat was clutched in Zhao Jingfeng's hand.
It was not only that she could not breathe. A vicious strand of True Yuan was also rapidly destroying her meridians.
Her injuries piled atop her injuries, and Feng Fei's aura grew weaker and weaker.
"Su Shi'er! The feeling of being unable to protect the person you wished to protect must be... unbearable, mustn't