The Black Bear Spirit's expression changed. Feng Xi's strike was immensely powerful; even he would find it difficult to withstand. How could Shen Luo, an Out-of-Body Stage cultivator, possibly block it?
Though he was displeased that Shen Luo had entered the battle on his own, he had no intention of standing by and watching him die. Lei suddenly blazed from the black spear in his hand, condensing into five thick Lei dragons as he prepared to strike.
Shen Luo flipped his hand and took out the Purple-Gold Bell. He removed all three bells at once and shook them with all his might.
Amid a crisp "jingle," the three bells expanded several times in size at once. A pillar of soaring fire, five-colored spiritual smoke, and a torrent of yellow wind and sand shot forth.
The wind fueled the fire, and the fire borrowed the wind's might. Urged on by the five-colored spiritual smoke and yellow wind and sand, the red pillar of fire instantly swelled tenfold, transforming into a crimson sea of flames that engulfed nearly half the sky. Smoke and fire intertwined within it, and its already scorching temperature rose sharply again. The nearby void turned completely crimson, as if unable to endure the divine might of the Purple-Gold Bell and about to melt away.
The incoming green hurricane collided with the crimson sea of flames and immediately melted away, swallowed by the blazing inferno.
The crimson sea of flames continued surging forward. Perhaps because of the yellow wind and sand mixed within it, it moved with astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, it reached Feng Xi and swept the startled man into its depths.
A terrifying heat radiated down from the sky. The vegetation on the island below instantly withered, while much of the seawater within