The violent pressure tore apart the barrier surrounding the cave, the spiritual mist in the sky surged and trembled violently, and the spiritual grass on the ground was bent and flattened by the fierce wind. The ambiguous and beautiful atmosphere just now was instantly shattered by the chilling killing intent.

Immortal Master Mo Ran's expression darkened slightly, but he showed no sign of panic. He turned to look at Lin Ping, who was feigning weakness beside him, and said in a tone that was both challenging and certain: "The one who comes is Chi Yan, the sect leader of the Burning Heaven Palace in the Western Regions. His cultivation has reached the half-step Martial Saint level. He is narrow-minded and ruthless. Since he has come for your marriage opportunity, you may go out and meet him."

Lin Ping turned his head away arrogantly: "I'm not going. What does this have to do with me? It's all your fault for bringing me here."

Hearing Lin Ping say this, Mo Ran wasn't angry; he simply stroked his beard calmly.

"If you don't want to go, then don't go. You can't beat him anyway. You'll feel better once he kidnaps you."

"Tch! So what if he's kidnapped? It doesn't matter who kidnaps me, right? I can tell from his voice that we're probably engaged, so he probably won't do anything to me."

Master Mo Ran nodded nonchalantly: "What you said is true, but I only have two disciples. That old man has eighty-eight, each of them fat and strong, their arms thicker than your waist."

The ink-dyed immortal master's vivid description immediately conjured up images in Lin Ping's mind.

In an instant, Lin Ping seemed to have made up his mind: "Who is this guy? I'll see."

He remained weak from his unhealed injuries as he slowly stepped out of the cave. Two stunningly beautiful young women from the Western Regions followed closely behind, their beautiful eyes filled with worry as they quietly stood at the cave entrance watching him.

Above the cloud-sea platform of the cave, a strange figure stood suspended in mid-air.

The newcomer was a man whose appearance was even more alluring and beautiful than a woman's. He wore a flowing crimson robe that clung to his body, his long, dark hair was tied up, his eyebrows and eyes were narrow and captivating, his skin was fair and translucent, and his lips were bright red. However, he was surrounded by layers of violent and scorching flames and murderous aura. His extreme handsomeness and ruthless cruelty were integrated into one, creating a sense of incongruity that was both incongruous and terrifying.

It was none other than Chi Yan, the master of the Burning Heaven Palace in the Western Regions.

Chi Yan's gaze was fixed on Lin Ping, who was slowly walking out. He looked him up and down carefully, his narrow eyes flashing with amazement and satisfaction. A strange smile appeared on his lips: "What a young prodigy. You have such a foundation at such a young age. No wonder I made a marriage agreement with the two immortal masters back then, intending to betroth my junior from the Burning Heaven Palace to you. It was indeed worth it."

His tone shifted abruptly, turning icy cold and his anger surging: "It's a pity that Lingyun and Mo Ran were too selfish, secretly deciding on the candidates first and monopolizing the opportunity. They truly think my Burning Heaven Palace has no one to rely on!"

Lin Ping stood tall and straight, though his breath seemed weak and unsteady. He spoke softly, "Old agreements are settled by chance. Your accusations today are far too domineering."

"An opportunity?" Chi Yan sneered, his foot shattering the void, and blazing flames instantly swept across the entire sea of ​​clouds. "This marriage contract was originally shared by my Western Region sect and your reclusive martial arts world! Your opportunity, as a peerless genius, should have belonged to my Burning Heaven Palace. Those two have embezzled the benefits, and today I will personally take it back!"

Before he finished speaking, Chi Yan suddenly burst forth!

He appeared graceful, but his attacks were ruthless and unparalleled. His five fingers formed claws, wrapped in crimson flames that could melt gold and iron, and he aimed directly at Lin Ping's gate. His moves were cunning and vicious, each strike aimed at crippling a person's cultivation and destroying their foundation. He had no grandmaster's demeanor whatsoever.

A strong wind blew in, and the heat was scorching.

Lin Ping's eyes narrowed. He pretended to be weak and his sideways movement was slightly sluggish. He seemed to be avoiding a vital point in a disheveled manner, but his shoulder was deliberately hit by the blazing qi. His clothes were instantly burned with a tear, and his skin was covered with a red burn.

"You dare to take this head-on despite being injured? You do have some backbone." A mocking glint flashed in Chi Yan's eyes as his attacks became even more ferocious. His palms flew, and layers upon layers of fiery palm shadows swept across the sky, each palm wind concealing a subtle yet poisonous force, specifically designed to destroy a martial artist's meridians and blood.

The two instantly became entangled in combat.

Chi Yan's movements were unpredictable and elusive, his attacks ferocious and insidious. His fiery palm strikes swept across the clouds, engulfing the entire platform in flames. Lin Ping, however, held back ninety percent of his power, using only his remaining strength to maneuver. His dodges and parries occasionally revealed weaknesses, making him appear passive and precarious at every turn. In reality, however, each evasion precisely avoided lethal attacks, while the profound internal energy hidden in his palms subtly neutralized his opponent's insidious and malevolent aura.

Thirty-odd rounds passed in the blink of an eye.

Chi Yan grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. He pressed forward relentlessly, employing a variety of ruthless and vicious moves. Despite seemingly inflicting serious injuries on Lin Ping several times, Lin Ping only suffered minor physical wounds. His internal foundation remained as solid as a rock, and his seemingly frail body seemed to conceal an unfathomable depth of power.

He finally realized that the boy in front of him wasn't putting on a brave face at all, but was just playing him for a fool the whole time!

"What a master of feigning weakness to deceive others!" Chi Yan was both shocked and furious. Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were filled with ferocity. With a fierce shout, she poured out all her cultivation and condensed an extremely refined flaming killing palm, which slammed into Lin Ping's vital point with the force of destroying the world.

This palm strike is a deadly move, leaving no room for error!

Lin Ping's eyes flashed with a sharp glint, and he no longer held back. He suddenly raised one palm, and his protective aura burst forth silently. The powerful and domineering internal energy collided with the opponent's!

Boom!

A deafening roar shook the sea of ​​clouds, instantly extinguishing the raging flames. A violent shockwave swept outwards, causing the sea of ​​clouds to churn and surge.

Chi Yan's body trembled violently, his arms went numb, and his blood and qi surged violently. He staggered back seven or eight steps before he could regain his footing. His palms were already covered with fine cracks, and his breathing was extremely disordered.

He stared intently at Lin Ping, who remained calm and composed, still bearing a hint of frailty, his face filled with fear and resentment. He knew that his all-out attack had already been defeated, and continuing the fight would only bring him further humiliation.

"Lin Ping, you truly live up to your reputation!" Chi Yan gritted her teeth and said coldly, her voice chilling and sinister. "You win today, but the opportunity for this marriage arrangement will not be extinguished by my Burning Heaven Palace! You are already tainted with the poisonous energy of my Burning Heaven Flame. Within three days, your meridians will be corroded and you will suffer excruciating pain! I want to see if you can remain so composed!"

"I will return in three days to seek your guidance and reclaim everything that is rightfully mine!"

After uttering these harsh words, Chi Yan transformed into a streak of crimson light, enveloped in a fierce aura, and vanished into the distance at the edge of the sea of ​​clouds in an instant.

The cloud platform returned to calm, with only the residual heat slowly dissipating.

Just as everyone's tense nerves began to relax, Lin Ping swayed slightly, his brows furrowed suddenly, and with a muffled groan, he could no longer maintain his composure. He crossed his legs and sat down cross-legged.

He feigned a deathly pale face, with fine beads of cold sweat on his forehead, as if his meridians were throbbing and his injuries were worsening. He cried out in a low voice, "What a vicious and insidious fiery aura! It contains a poison that corrodes the meridians and has already invaded them."

In reality, he had already forced most of the poison into the dead ends of his meridians. His current appearance of pain was merely an act for Master Mo Ran to see, in order to maintain his persona of being seriously injured and not yet healed.

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