Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

With Yan Chiheng providing support, Lin Zhao's dragon body this time was nearly forty feet long. Every scale was crystal clear, flashing with a heart-stopping deep purple lightning. Its dragon eyes were wide open, as if it were the incarnation of a god who was punishing on behalf of heaven!

Manipulating energy on this scale places an enormous burden on one's divine sense. Only Lin Zhao, whose divine sense far surpasses that of others of the same level and who has a profound understanding of various forms, was able to barely control it.

Thunder Dragon let out a deafening roar and, without the slightest hesitation, charged head-on into the Firebird with unstoppable momentum!

Thunder and fire, two extreme forces of destruction, collide head-on without any frills!

"BOOM!!!"

An indescribable roar. Blinding purple lightning and blazing red and white flames clashed, annihilated, and exploded in a frenzy!

An energy storm with a diameter of over a hundred feet instantly formed, tearing everything around it apart.

Arcs of lightning streaked across the ground, blasting deep, charred craters; flames fell, igniting rocks and melting the soil.

Xu Chuan felt a sudden relief from the pressure, withdrew the Spirit Abyss Shield, and gasped for breath.

Lin Zhao stood frozen in mid-air, his face slightly pale, his entire focus on controlling the Nine Luminaries Heavenly Dragon to fight against the Firebird. Each claw strike, bite, and collision was accompanied by a roar of energy that echoed throughout the valley.

Crimson Fire Immortal was enraged and went mad. His figure rose higher and he arrived directly above Crimson Fire Valley.

He held his hands in a gesture of respect, and the fiery spiritual energy around him flickered wildly, drawing upon all the earth fire spiritual energy within the valley!

"Bury them all here!"

He roared to the sky and unleashed his ultimate, wide-range destructive technique—Fire Cloud Rain!

The sky above the valley suddenly turned crimson, as if the heavens themselves were ablaze.

Immediately afterwards, countless fireballs the size of houses, trailing long fiery tails, fell like stars, carrying a mournful howl and devastating heat, indiscriminately bombarding the entire Crimson Fire Valley!

As for the remaining cultivators in the valley who belonged to his Crimson Fire Valley?

He couldn't care less about that now; at this moment, these disciples were all just casualties to him!

Unfortunately, he severely underestimated the strength of this sect's army, and even more so his own abilities after losing his Law Domain.

Perhaps it was the illusion of being all-powerful in control of the Dharma Domain, or perhaps his rationality had been clouded by the influence of Master Mingjing, but he chose to confront this Foundation Establishment army head-on.

Inside the valley, the dozens of top geniuses held back the Firebird, while the more than 2,400 Foundation Establishment cultivators had completely recovered from the initial panic caused by the suppression of the Law Domain!

They witnessed firsthand the incredible feat of a sect's prodigy tearing apart a Golden Core domain with only a Foundation Establishment stage cultivation, which boosted their morale to its peak.

It's unclear who made the first move, but the next moment, a surge of spiritual energy, like a tidal wave, rose up from the Foundation Establishment army once again!

"attack!"

A simple command, yet it unleashed a tremendous force that changed the very fabric of the world.

Countless magical artifacts rose up, and magical light condensed once more! Although not as uniform as when the formation was broken for the first time, the current torrent of energy was even more violent and filled with killing intent, pouring out towards the sky!

The second wave of spiritual energy tsunami surged against the heavens!

This time, the target is the fiery clouds and torrential rain that are descending from above.

"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!!!!"

Countless crimson fireballs collided and exploded wildly in mid-air with the surging torrent of magical artifacts and spells! Brilliant yet deadly spiritual light flashed again and again, dyeing the sky with chaotic colors.

Flames and frost clashed, lightning and raging fire collided, sword energy tore apart fireballs, and vines bound the flowing light...

With an overwhelming numerical advantage, the meteor shower's magical power was blasted apart and annihilated by ninety percent in mid-air by this torrent! The remaining stray fireballs were no longer a threat.

The unabated torrent, like a raging dragon still seething with anger, swept fiercely towards the Crimson Fire Immortal's true form, whose old power was exhausted and whose new power had not yet been generated after casting the spell!

"What?!" True Immortal Crimson Fire's pupils shrank drastically. He only had time to push his protective spiritual light to its limit and activate the protection of the third-tier magic treasure, the Crimson Feather Robe.

"Thump—!!!"

As if struck head-on by a magical mountain range, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, his crimson feathered robes shimmering wildly, and he cried out in agony, his entire being resembling a bird with broken wings.

It crashed down from the sky, embedding itself in a patch of charred and cracked rock below, sending up clouds of dust.

If it weren't for this life-saving robe that absorbed more than 90% of the impact, and if the attacks of the two thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators hadn't been weakened by the meteor shower, this concentrated fire would have been enough to annihilate him on the spot!

But this was only the beginning of his nightmare.

He had just struggled to fly out of the pit when he was completely overwhelmed by a dense array of magical artifacts and spells, each shimmering with different colors of spiritual light!

The siege began.

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At the very moment that True Immortal Crimson Flame was struck down from the sky by the concentrated fire of the Foundation Establishment cultivators, the seven Divine Birds of Departing Fire, which were engaged in battle with the prodigies,

The flames burning around them suddenly paused, then became flickering, and their originally lively movements became somewhat sluggish, like soulless puppets, merely existing in form.

"An opportunity!" A glint flashed in Lin Zhao's eyes.

His Nine Luminaries Heavenly Dragon launched the first attack! The Thunderous Body no longer clashed head-on with the Firebird, but suddenly circled around, tightly binding the firebird. The purple lightning and the blazing fire clashed fiercely, and the lightning on the dragon's body constantly annihilated and regenerated, locking the firebird in place and preventing it from breaking free.

Yan Chiheng understood immediately. The light of the Qiankun Thunder Control Ring above his head shone even brighter, and he poured energy into the Thunder Dragon from a distance once more, providing it with almost endless follow-up support.

The Firebird struggled frantically, but could only unleash more lightning, unable to cause any real damage.

Just as the firebird was locked in place.

A figure appeared like a ghost on the side of the battlefield—it was Fang Yue.

His eyes were calm as still water, and with an incredibly mysterious trajectory, he casually swung his long sword towards the Firebird trapped by the Thunder Dragon.

There was no earth-shattering sword cry, no vast fluctuation of spiritual energy.

Only a single, extremely thin, and incredibly bright silver-white line, seemingly capable of cleaving light, appeared out of thin air and instantly pierced through the massive body of the Firebird.

That wasn't ordinary sword energy.

That was a sword strike that disturbed the fluctuations of space! Where the thin line passed, the air exhibited an unnatural sense of distortion, as if even space itself had been briefly "cut" open with a barely perceptible scar.

The Firebird, pierced by the thin silver line, froze completely.

The next instant, centered on the point through which the thin line pierced, the magical structure of the body made of fire power seemed to be destroyed.

The brilliant flames stopped flowing and began to dissipate and disintegrate out of control!

First, the core area darkened, and then crack-like silver light burst forth from within, quickly spreading throughout the entire body.

"laugh……"

With a soft, leaking sound, the fifty-foot-tall Firebird silently disintegrated like sand and gravel, turning into countless red sparks that eventually vanished completely into the air.