Sun Xing! Li Xiaoya instantly became certain that the newcomer was Sun Xing. Although his appearance had changed greatly and three scars now marked his face, his fiery red hair, his signature unruly eyebrows, and the Purple Flame enveloping him let Li Xiaoya recognize him at once as the man he had fought at Spiritlight Lake seven or eight years ago. But when he carefully examined Sun Xing's aura, he discovered that he, too, was at the peak of the sixth layer of Core Condensation. Clearly, the fellow had not been idle either; his magic power had advanced considerably.
"Senior Brother Liu! Hurry and gather the herbs! I'll hold this fellow off!" Catching sight of a familiar figure flying toward them in the distance from the corner of his eye, Li Xiaoya shouted. He tucked his nearly full Storage Pouch into his robes and swiftly rushed to meet Sun Xing.
"Right!" The approaching figure was indeed Liu Qingshan. Since he had been flying at the very rear, and the others naturally would not go far to gather spirit herbs, he could hardly compete with them. His only choice was to head toward the area where the rogue cultivators and Demonic Path cultivators were coming straight in. Hearing Li Xiaoya call out, he naturally did not stand on ceremony.
"Anyone who blocks me dies!" Sun Xing roared in fury. After finally making his way to the front, he had discovered that the spirit herbs and precious natural treasures had almost all been gathered by others. Given his temperament, his rage naturally blazed thirty feet high. Forming a spell seal with one hand, he sent an enormous purple fireball, its great maw gaping, hurtling toward Li Xiaoya. Frost condensed in the air wherever it passed.
"Haha! Just what I wanted!" Li Xiaoya