Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

Lin Zhao took out the Bright Light Profound Gold from his storage ring. This thing was extremely hard, but after being processed by special means, it could be transformed into Crimson Profound Gold Threads, combining both hardness and softness.

With the main materials in hand, even with the auxiliary materials given by Zhu Yan and those from over the years, only half of the materials were available. Lin Zhao had originally planned to find the rest slowly, but now Master Qianqiu had directly provided the rest for him. His master was indeed very wealthy.

Under the guidance of Master Qianqiu, the Crimson Feather Robe was completed in just one month. In fact, with Master Qianqiu's help, the style and some functions of the Crimson Feather Robe were even changed.

The robe is woven from red and silver threads, with the main body being red and gold. The edges and shoulders are decorated with silver and cloud patterns, shimmering with silver light. Over it is a magnificent feather robe, which combines nobility and vitality.

Looking at the robe, Lin Zhao felt that it would be more appropriate to call it "Crimson Feather Golden Robe".

A third-tier defensive magic weapon is already more valuable than magic weapons of the same tier, and this magic weapon also has two major defensive divine abilities.

One of them transforms into a blazing fire that covers an area of ​​several miles, forming a fire curtain that not only defends against attacks but also dispels all negative effects. The other transforms into a golden feather shield with astonishing defensive power, which is difficult for ordinary Core Formation cultivators to break through.

It was a bit conspicuous, but luckily he had considered it beforehand. Lin Zhao lightly touched the robe, and the precious light subsided, the crimson gold faded, and the silver patterns dimmed. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a simple blue robe. He nodded in satisfaction.

Lin Zhao now possesses four great treasures: the Nine Luminaries Thunder Pool, the Golden Phoenix Bow, the Profound Yin Ghost Hand, and the Crimson Feather Golden Robe. He is virtually unbeatable at the Foundation Establishment stage, and even ordinary Core Formation cultivators might not be able to defeat him, despite his cultivation level being only at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Master Qianqiu looked at him and nodded with satisfaction.

"There are currently over a million demonic beasts in the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm," he said. "Time is too tight for us to deal with them. Once we join forces to defeat that Dharma Master, those demonic beasts will definitely flee if they don't want to be destroyed by the aftershocks."

There are still tens of millions of mortals at Dingfeng Plain, and you and some Core Formation cultivators will need to protect them. With this robe, your safety will be guaranteed.

Lin Zhao nodded. The Yunhai Cangming Sect is the ruler of Yunzhou and has a responsibility to protect the countless mortals within its territory. Cangyun Mountain is the closest sect to that area, and this is its duty.

Master Qianqiu began to conserve his energy, preparing for the battle to come.

Lin Zhao led everyone to Dingfeng Plain half a month ahead of schedule. The former border of the Tianhuo Dynasty is now a desolate wasteland, with scorched earth stretching to the horizon and a few wild grasses occasionally sprouting from the cracks.

A hundred miles behind him were the tents that used to be densely packed on Dingfeng Plain, now replaced by wooden houses and newly cultivated fertile fields.

There were about a dozen other Core Formation cultivators nearby, all ordinary Core Formation cultivators—Chongguang Zhenren, Zhu Yan, and some other Core Formation cultivators whose names Lin Zhao couldn't recall. No one exchanged pleasantries or talked; everyone was waiting.

Half a month later, nine powerful auras flew in from the horizon.

Four were at the peak of Core Formation, five were at the late stage of Core Formation, and Master Qianqiu was among them. His black feather robe had been repaired to its original condition and gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

Led by Yang Qingxuan of Tongming Immortal City, they flew towards the depths of the secret realm. Their escape light pierced the sky, and nine rays of light lined up and disappeared into the dark red fire mist.

Lin Zhao stood on Dingfeng Plain, gazing into the distance. There lay the depths of the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm, thousands of miles away, shrouded in endless fire mist. Nothing could be seen there except a dark red expanse, like a wall stretching from the ground all the way to the sky.

He stood there for a long time without saying anything.

Thousands of miles away, underground in the core area of ​​the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm, the battle has already begun.

The nine Core Formation cultivators did not intend to fight the Dharma Body head-on in the underground magma—that was its home ground. They wanted to ignite the sea of ​​fire underground again to force the Dharma Body out. There were no mortals left in the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm, so they could go all out.

The Jade Yang Fire Fiend Dharma Body was not yet complete. Not wanting to be completely swallowed by the raging energy of the sea of ​​fire, it had no choice but to leave the underground and come to the surface. Once it came to the surface, the matter was completely exposed.

When the loud noise came, Lin Zhao's feet went numb. It was a series of muffled thuds that seemed to explode from the depths of the earth, as if something had cracked open at the earth's core.

The largest volcano in the core area of ​​the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm erupted again, sending lava thousands of feet into the sky and turning half the sky a dark gold.

The shockwave, carrying fiery mist, spread outward from the depths of the secret realm like giant ripples. Wherever it passed, rocks on the ground were blown away and then crushed into powder by the next shockwave.

The mortals on Dingfeng Plain began to scream. They remembered the disaster that had struck years ago—more than 40 million people had died in that disaster. Some knelt down, some ran into wooden houses, and some stood there trembling, holding their children.

Lin Zhao sighed and flew into the air.

He deactivated the concealment function of the Crimson Feather Golden Robe. The cyan robe faded, revealing the crimson-gold feather robe unfolding in the sunlight—the robe was woven from crimson silver threads, with the main body being crimson gold, and the edges and shoulders adorned with silver and cloud patterns, shimmering with silver fluorescence.

The feathered robe spread out behind him, each feather formed from fine spiritual light, scattering golden glints with each gentle flap.

The Dharma Domain of the Four Elements and Five Sacred Mountains.

Five-colored spiritual light exploded, and five illusory mountain shadows appeared out of thin air—each nearly a hundred feet in size, hovering in the sky and obscuring half the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the four colors of light—earth, water, fire, and wind—emerged from between the illusory mountain shadows, weaving together into a huge net of light that linked the five mountains together.

With his Core Formation level divine sense, coupled with the enhancement of the third-tier magic weapon, the Crimson Feather Golden Robe, Lin Zhao's domain easily covered an area of ​​twenty miles.

At this moment, Lin Zhao hovered in mid-air, wearing a magnificent feather robe, commanding the power of the Five Mountains and the Four Elements. Five-colored spiritual light unfolded behind him, like a huge five-colored divine wheel, or even more like a god descending from the sky.

The crying on Dingfeng Plain temporarily ceased.

The mortals looked up at the magnificent crimson-gold figure in the sky, at the vast domain of law that covered the entire heavens.

They didn't know the difference between Foundation Establishment and Core Formation, nor the difference between Dharma Domain and Dharma Form, but they knew one thing—someone was helping them.

On the border, a dozen or so Core Formation cultivators looked at Lin Zhao with varying expressions.

A late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator caused more commotion than those at the Core Formation stage.

Master Chongguang shook his head without speaking, and also unleashed his own domain. A thin layer of gray mist covered an area of ​​thirty miles, while Zhu Yan's domain was a fiery red sword domain, covering twenty miles.

Other Core Formation cultivators were not to be outdone, successively unleashing their own domains—some like wildfire spreading across more than twenty miles; some like frozen icy borders stretching for thirty miles; some like the clash of metal, solid and heavy.

The strongest one covered fifty miles, its spiritual light soaring into the sky, like a towering white jade pillar standing on the earth.

In an instant, the area above the border was filled with various colors of spiritual light, like a city wall built by the Dharma Domain, stretching between Dingfeng Plain and Tianhuo Secret Realm, blocking the vibrations and fire mist coming from the direction of the secret realm.