I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 572 You are an Eight Tribulation Ancestor
Deep in the Cold and Desolate Mountains, beside a lava lake.

"Senior, I am willing to follow you. Please spare my life!" A cultivator who had survived the second tribulation of physical existence knelt and begged the red-crowned woman, his face pale.

He felt extremely regretful that more than a month ago, he had not fled resolutely like that unfamiliar cultivator who had just entered the first stage of tribulation.

That way, there's at least a glimmer of hope.

Now, more than a month has passed, and those who stayed behind that day have entered the lava lake one after another and never returned, leaving only him.

"Go down!"

The woman with the red crown remained cold and unmoved.

Seeing this, the cultivator gritted his teeth, slowly stood up, summoned two magical treasures for offense and defense, and then fully activated the domain law to set up layers of protection before carefully stepping into the lava lake.

Before long, the churning lava engulfed the cultivators.

His figure can no longer be seen on the lake.

The woman with the red crown had piercing eyes as she gazed down at the bottom of the lake.

The flame at the bottom of the lake, which was vaguely visible and resembled a small red bird, suddenly grew larger and opened its mouth to devour the cultivator who had entered its territory.

The cultivators quickly unleashed their magical treasures to fight it, their domains and defensive magic treasures desperately resisting its devouring.

The battle unleashed a massive wave of lava.

As the crimson lava surged into the sky, a terrifying aura capable of scorching the heavens and destroying the earth emanated from the bottom of the lake, causing the cultivators from Nanzhen Jishan to retreat in fear, seemingly lest they be swallowed up by the crimson lava carrying that terrifying aura.

Only the woman with the red crown remained unmoved, her eyes fixed on the flames released by the crimson bird at the bottom of the lake, which were rapidly engulfing the cultivator's domain. Instead of showing any pity or worry, she revealed an excited and expectant expression.

The more powerful the scarlet bird, the higher its value.

As for the cultivator's life or death, she didn't care at all.

What she truly cared about, besides the value of the crimson bird, was finding its weaknesses and a way to subdue and refine it by constantly observing its battles with the cultivators who entered the magma.

Less than half an hour.

The cultivator was devoured by the Crimson Fire Bird.

The lava lake has calmed down.

The woman with the red crown gazed at the bottom of the lake, her brows slightly furrowed.

"I originally thought that leaving those people behind would be enough to find a way to subdue and refine it, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated its power."

"If I had known, I wouldn't have let those Nascent Soul cultivators leave. Now I have to go and gather more people."

The woman with the red crown thought to herself, then looked up at her subordinates who were cautiously approaching the lake.

When the red-crowned woman looked at them, a chill ran down their spines, and they hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to meet her gaze.

"Don't worry, you are all loyal to me, I wouldn't send you to your deaths. It's just that this fire is extraordinary, and I dare not go down to collect it rashly, otherwise if I fail and my primordial spirit is burned, that would be troublesome."

"So, you should quickly gather some people to help me scout the way," the woman with the red crown said in a deep voice.

"We obey!" Everyone bowed, breathing a sigh of relief.

Upon seeing this, a hint of disdain and a cold smile flashed across the red-crowned woman's eyes. She flicked her sleeve, about to signal them to leave, when suddenly a cold smile appeared on her lips.

"What a coincidence! Three people have come to us of their own accord!"

As soon as the woman with the red crown finished speaking, a large bird flapped its wings and flew in from afar.

There were three people standing on the giant bird. Who else could they be but Xia Daoming and his companions?

"It's a pity that their cultivation level is a bit low, only at the first or second tribulation stage. The one at the second tribulation stage was even a self-destructed cultivator!" The red-crowned woman shook her head in disappointment.

"Hey, that kid's here too!"

Soon, the woman with the red crown clearly saw Ji Wufeng's face, and seeing the large bird flying straight towards them, she couldn't help but show a look of surprise and confusion. The large bird hovered above the lava lake.

Above the giant bird, Xia Daoming looked down at the red-crowned woman and her people, just as he had looked down at the cultivators standing by the lava lake more than a month ago when she and her people arrived.

"How dare you! The Inspector of Jishan Mountain in Nanzhen is here! Why don't you come down and pay your respects at once!" The crowd standing behind the woman with the red crown shouted angrily upon seeing this.

"Noisy!"

Xia Daoming's expression darkened slightly, and he shouted a rebuke.

As the shout rang out, the large bird flapped its wings, and hundreds of black feathers shot out, transforming into cold chains wreathed in ghostly flames that wrapped around and bound the nine cultivators standing behind the red-crowned woman.

"court death!"

Upon seeing this, everyone was shocked and enraged, bursting forth with brilliant light to shatter the chains.

"List!"

Just then, the Netherworld Flame Lord emerged, forming hand seals and uttering incantations.

Upon hearing this, the heavens and earth seemed to stop turning.

Including the woman with the red crown, the souls of all the cultivators from Nanzhen Jishan were as if suddenly suppressed by an invisible and mysterious force, unable to move.

This time is very short.

But in that instant, chains had already passed by the magical artifacts they had released and which were suspended in mid-air, and they all wrapped around their necks and bodies.

When they came to their senses and tried to activate the magic weapon again, their true essence and magical power were already bound by the Yin Sha ghost power, and no matter how hard they tried, they could not break free.

Not only could it not break free, but it was also involuntarily pulled towards the large bird by the chain.

Of the crowd, only the woman with the red crown was not arrested.

It wasn't that she was too powerful and escaped this calamity, but rather that the chains bypassed her.

"Netherworld Ghost Fire! Divine Weapon! You are an ancient body refiner!"

The woman with the red crown looked at her subordinates being chained up, her face changed drastically, and she cried out in alarm.

As she exclaimed in surprise, she slapped her hand to her waist, and a fire fan flew out, transforming into a giant fire bird that flapped its wings and swooped down on Xia Daoming.

Its wings flapped, stirring up a surging wave of fire that blotted out the sky and the sun, its momentum vast and awe-inspiring.

Upon seeing this, Ji Wufeng and Rong Yuan showed a hint of amazement, thinking that with such power, if it weren't for the master's presence, the two of them would have been swallowed up in the blink of an eye and would have been unable to escape.

"You have some knowledge and some ability, but unfortunately you are too ruthless and domineering!" Xia Daoming shook his head upon seeing this, slowly raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and reached out to grab the giant fire bird that was swooping down from a distance.

As Xia Daoming made his grab, a vast amount of magical power flowed from his five fingers, condensing into a giant fiery hand in the air.

The flames didn't seem as imposing as the fire waves stirred up by the giant firebird, but the aura they emitted made the red-crowned woman tremble with fear. The giant firebird seemed to sense the terror of that aura as well, and it suddenly curled up, causing the once mighty fire waves to recoil backward.

It was as if that giant hand was the hand of a fire king, reigning supreme over all the flames.

Having refined the Netherworld Ghost Fire and planted a small Fire Phoenix Tree sapling within her body, when it comes to playing with fire, let alone the Crimson-Crowned Woman who is only a Fifth Tribulation Disintegration cultivator, even if she were a Seventh or Eighth Tribulation cultivator, she would be nothing compared to Xia Daoming!
As the woman with the red crown was startled, her fiery hand, like an eagle snatching a chick, grabbed the giant fiery bird in its palm and then pulled it in.

The giant firebird let out a mournful cry, the flames were extinguished, and it revealed its true form as a feather fan.

"You're an Eight Tribulation Ancestor! How is that possible!"

The feather fan was the red-crowned woman's natal magic weapon. When it landed in Xia Daoming's palm, which was formed from his magic power, the red-crowned woman immediately and clearly felt the magic power that far exceeded her level. She was so frightened that she almost lost her soul and couldn't help but scream.

"Nothing is impossible!" Xia Daoming sneered.

As the words still echoed in the air, a huge shadow loomed over the woman with the red crown.

　That concludes today's update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)