Shi Feiyang sealed every junction in the underground passages, then broke through the rock with the Suiren Fire Drill and charged into the Blessed Immortal Pool.
At the sight of him, Old Lady Red Flower's nascent soul screamed in terror. Throwing caution to the winds, she flew straight upward, pouring all her power into forcing the Poison Cloud Water Thunder to surge toward the sky.
She, too, was an expert on the level of the Three Immortals and Two Elders, though she belonged to the Unorthodox Path. Now, desperate enough to squander her vital energy, she fought with everything she had. Zhu Changyuan could no longer hold her down and was driven backward into the sky.
Old Lady Red Flower forced her way through the outlet of the Blessed Immortal Pool, turned into a streak of red light once more, and shot toward the vault of heaven.
She was extraordinarily fast, soaring more than a hundred yards in an instant. Just as she was about to escape with her life, streams of Colored Smoke shot out around her—red and yellow, Bai and Lan. Countless flowers filled the smoke, and within the flowers stood demon heads, all flying toward her to bar her way.
A cultivator's nascent soul feared demon heads above all else. Those of the Orthodox Mystic Sect were one thing, but nascent souls cultivated through the Unorthodox Path had great difficulty resisting Demonic Magic.
Old Lady Red Flower hastily sought another escape route. Besieged by the demons, she darted about like a headless fly, until the Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Xian and Monk Chuan Deng seized her with their Demon Claws. One gripped her head, the other her body, and they tore her in half, then raised the pieces to their mouths to devour them.
A pure yang nascent soul