At the moment the Fire Lotus flew out, everything seemed to fall silent. Even the sweeping yellow wind seemed to pause for a moment. Then, dazzling white light burst out from the Fire Lotus.
Lotus petals scattered, and amidst the flames, the seemingly tangible energy spread outwards from Bai Mie as the center. Wherever it passed, the void shattered, the earth was scorched by the flames, and scalding lava spewed into the sky. A few breaths later, a deafening and terrifying explosion resounded.
In the distance, the two members of the Fire Banyan Clan barely managed to hold off the rapidly appearing Northern King. Bai Sheng, after desperately resisting a wave of energy impact, used the force of that power to quickly retreat from the battle. Xiao Yan, on the other hand, was heavily slammed into the rock wall behind him. The moment the rock shattered, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body was blasted hundreds of feet away before crashing heavily to the ground.
The white light lingered for a long time. When the light faded, the surging magma filled everyone's eyes. As for Bai Mie, the broken rocks in front of him barely stood up, and the ground beneath his feet did not collapse. It seemed that Xiao Yan's all-out attack had been blocked by him. Eight-Star Yuan Zong was indeed powerful!
Nevertheless, after being bombarded by the Buddha's Fury Fire Lotus at close range, Bai Mie was now completely exhausted, with only a wisp of life remaining around his nose, a testament to the terrifying power of Xiao Yan's attack.
With the power of Four-Star Yuan Zong, he forcefully killed an Eight-Star Yuan Zong, and this was after several battles. Once such a feat is known, Xiao Yan's name will likely resound throughout the Central Region in no time!
" Bai Mie... even you..."
At this moment, Bai Sheng finally felt a deep sense of fear towards the black-robed youth. His body trembled as he slowly turned his head, his scarlet eyes fixed on the black-robed man struggling to get up on the distant ground. Even though he knew that the other party was at his last gasp, Bai Sheng's immense fear still prevented him from going forward.
"No... no no... he, he's too strong!"
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the Eight-Direction Purgatory Formation that had been sealing Bai Rong high in the sky was finally broken through by his frenzied bombardment. Along with his torn flesh, his Elder Zhang was as white as paper. Upon closer inspection, he looked much thinner and older, almost like a skeleton wearing human skin. Moreover, his aura was rapidly declining, and it seemed that he had only barely reached the Yuan Zun realm.
In order to break free from the imprisonment of Purgatory, this guy actually sacrificed his own cultivation level and risked damaging his foundation to forcefully break free of the formation!
"Roar!"
Breaking out of the formation, Bai Rong let out a fierce roar like a wild beast. His scarlet eyes quickly locked onto Xiao Yan. His withered arms waved wildly, enduring the excruciating pain of his broken meridians. He forcefully circulated his Origin Qi, and with a tremor, he arrived in front of Xiao Yan. After a sway, he fell heavily to the ground, but his gaze never left Xiao Yan from beginning to end.
"Laugh!"
The space rippled violently as the Northern King charged forward, but just as he was about to strike Bai Rong, the latter easily dodged the attack. At the same time, the withered hand slammed heavily onto the Northern King's body, instantly shattering his steel-like frame, and his body was slammed into the ground beneath his feet.
At this point, Xiao Yan had no other options left, his mind racing. Bai Rong raised his dry, twig-like hand, his sharp fingertips condensing Origin Qi into a tangible form, and then aimed it at Xiao Yan's head, plunging it in with a sudden thrust!
Die!
The words, somewhat stiff, were forced out of his throat. Bai Rong's entire body trembled uncontrollably with rage, but in the next instant...
Just as the sharp finger was about to land on Xiao Yan's brow, with only a few centimeters between them, the ground beneath his feet suddenly exploded. Scalding magma, as if alive, rapidly dragged Xiao Yan's body downwards. At the same time, the Northern King and the two members of the Fire Banyan Clan were also quickly swallowed into the magma in this sudden turn of events. In the blink of an eye, their auras vanished from this world.
"Roar! Who goes there? Show yourself!"
The only chance to kill Xiao Yan vanished in an instant. Bai Rong was almost driven mad. His withered body trembled and convulsed violently, blood spurting out. His furious roar once again resounded between heaven and earth. However, this time, no matter how mad he was, the vanished person could never be brought back.
A few days later.
This is a desolate world. All that can be seen are broken walls and ruins. The sky is nowhere to be seen above, and all that can be seen below is a crimson hue. Crimson is the dominant color of this world, and its only melody.
"Call..."
With the help of the pills, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged for several days, and his depleted Origin Qi and injuries finally improved. He opened his eyes and looked around. The man and woman not far away walked over slowly.
"Thank you so much for saving my life, senior!"
The two stepped forward and respectfully bowed to Xiao Yan. If it weren't for Xiao Yan's rescue during their travels, they would probably have already fallen into someone else's trap.
Xiao Yan gave a slightly embarrassed smile. To be honest, if it weren't for the Volcanic Stone Flame within these two people, Xiao Yan wouldn't have bothered to provoke a powerhouse at the Yuan Zun level. Fortunately, he eventually encountered a powerful figure who intervened, allowing him to escape unscathed. Otherwise, he would have truly fallen into Bai Rong's hands.
Thinking of Bai Rong's terrifying methods back then, Xiao Yan felt a chill run down his spine. It seems he can no longer act impulsively and rush to save people. If he encounters such a situation again, there may not be anyone willing to help.
"Laugh..."
Just as Xiao Yan was pondering this, the ground beside the three of them suddenly cracked open, and then scorching magma gushed out. Xiao Yan's gaze changed drastically, and his eyes were fixed on the depths of the magma, where he could feel an extremely hot and familiar aura.
The magma surged, then twisted and converged before the three, transforming into a figure—an old man with a red face and red eyes, holding a wooden staff. Upon his appearance, the man and woman before them immediately showed joy, and were about to step forward when the old man sternly rebuked them, saying:
" Huo Xing, you're incredibly audacious! Your cultivation has only just broken through to the Origin Emperor, yet you dare to venture out recklessly. If it weren't for good luck this time, you might have lost your life!"
The old man glared at the man and said a word, and the latter only dared to obediently admit his mistake. Even the girl next to him lowered her head timidly.
The man, named Huo Xing, and the woman, named Huo Xin, are siblings and the only surviving descendants of the Fire Banyan Clan. They had remained in this space for many years until recently, when Huo Xing broke through to the Origin Emperor and secretly took his sister away, leading to this disaster...
After a reprimand, the old man's expression returned to normal, and his gaze then fell on Xiao Yan. His clear eyes seemed to have the magic to see through everything. With just one glance, Xiao Yan felt as if the old man had seen through everything about him.