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第三卷 幽州乱 第五百零二章 渡劫

In a mere half an hour, the fiery clouds began anew. After absorbing essence qi from within a hundred miles, their area expanded by another circle, enveloping the main peak of the Spirit Herb Mountain.

Not only did this happen, but the sky also grew dark. It was noon, yet it seemed as if the sun had already set. Although not pitch black, the scene was indeed eerie.

A stagnant atmosphere filled the air, and all present cultivators wore solemn expressions.

"Bang," the fiery clouds suddenly burst open, splitting into a patch about an acre in size. They spun and transformed into over a hundred fireballs, each with a diameter of ten feet, trailing long trails of flame as they fell like meteorites.

"Not good!"

Xu Jinqing released his divine sense to scan these fireballs, his face changing dramatically as he exclaimed.

Even a Core Formation Stage expert was panicking. The crowd below trembled even more; at this moment, no one dared to hide their true strength. With flickers of light, they all revealed their treasures and法宝.

Lin Xuan raised an eyebrow, lightly brushing his hand, and the Drifting Cloud Snowfall Sword emerged from his sleeve. Most of his divine sense focused on the fireballs, but Lin Xuan also cast a fragment of his consciousness to sense around him.

Sure enough, the six enforcers were different; their cultivation levels and treasures far surpassed those of their fellow disciples, especially Shen傲天, who spat out a golden sword from his mouth. The light flashed, and an intimidating aura swept over them.

For some reason, Lin Xuan couldn't help but think of the White Orchid Sword Immortal. While his appearance was secondary, the mannerisms and demeanor of both were enough to make one ponder deeply.

Shaking his head, he decided to put this aside for now. The pressing matter at hand was dealing with the current crisis.

With that in mind, Lin Xuan looked up. The scene before him darkened his face; besides the hundred fireballs, the red clouds also began to unleash their power, spewing out dozens of fiery columns as thick as a man's thigh.

A blue protective membrane reappeared in the void. However, this time, no one showed any signs of relief. Even Xu Jinqing, the old monster, had no confidence that the sect’s main array could withstand it.

Squeak…

An ear-piercing sound echoed as blue and red essence qi intertwined. The protective membrane barely held on before collapsing under pressure.

"Quickly, add more crystal stones."

Shen傲天 roared again, but by now, it was too late. Even with the disciples’ frantic efforts, their struggle was in vain.

In less than a cup of tea’s time, the sect’s main array was nearing collapse.

The blue protective membrane faded, and countless fine cracks appeared on its surface, spreading rapidly. Xu Jinqing sighed: "Disciples, don't hold any侥幸. We must unite to face this calamity together."

"Respectful decree,"

The Core Formation Stage experts bowed in unison, many of them grimacing as they cursed their bad luck. After all, while True Fairy Tongyu was cultivating, they were here fighting—some resentment was understandable.

"Auntie, I have a suggestion," at this tense moment, a clear voice rang out.

"Oh, speak up," Xu Jinqing’s expression softened as he turned to Lin Xuan with a smile.

"Let the other disciples return to their caves."

Shen傲君 nodded in agreement and said: "Auntie, Junior Sect Leader is right. During this calamity, even low-ranking disciples can't help; staying here will only increase casualties."

"Very well, you go ahead and issue orders."

With permission granted, the elders began sending out sound transmission talismans. Each had their own trusted kin, so they didn’t want them to be hurt.

In no time, within a dozen miles of Spirit Herb Mountain, it suddenly became empty as most low-ranking disciples retreated into the mountain caves for safety.

This wave of attacks was formidable; after barely holding on for several seconds, a mournful sound echoed as the protective membrane dissolved like water bubbles.

With no hindrance, the remaining fiery columns and fireballs fell towards the ground.

"Act now!"

Shen傲天 roared. His immortal sword trembled before transforming into a brilliant golden light, rushing towards one of the massive fireballs.

In this dire situation, even the other elders put aside their petty concerns and used their divine techniques to command their treasures, intercepting the falling flames with various colored lights.

The sky was now aglow with bursts of color as thunderous explosions echoed continuously.

Seeing everyone act, Lin Xuan, as the junior sect leader, couldn’t just sit back. He extended his hand, pointing at the Drifting Cloud Snowfall Sword. The treasure immediately transformed into a brilliant blue streak, encircling one fireball and engaging in fierce combat with it.

Lin Xuan had seen this essence qi calamity in ancient texts, but experiencing it firsthand was vastly different. This fireball was pure celestial essence qi, far more powerful than he imagined.

Fortunately, Spirit Herb Mountain’s current strength ranked among the best in Youshou. With nearly a hundred Core Formation Stage experts working together, they managed to hold their ground.

Many sighed with relief, yet Lin Xuan's worried expression didn't waver. After such a terrifying attack, the volume of the fiery clouds hadn’t decreased; instead, it was expanding, which wasn’t good at all!

Could it be…

Lin Xuan suddenly thought of a possibility, his face showing shock. However, he quickly shook his head. He wouldn’t be that unlucky.

But what did the expansion of these fiery clouds signify?

This strange scene troubled many experienced cultivators, their expressions growing grim.

"Respectful Auntie."

The Core Formation Stage Supreme Elder, now an old monster in his eighties, became everyone’s pillar. He stared intently at the fiery clouds without speaking, occasionally glancing with odd light in his eyes.

Seeing this, no one dared to ask more questions.

After a while, the fiery clouds rapidly churned but didn’t release fireballs or columns; instead, they continuously squeezed and contracted, reducing their area but turning even redder.

Feeling the astonishing essence qi within, everyone exchanged glances.

A clear cry echoed as a massive bird with a length of over ten feet emerged from the fiery clouds. Its body was greenish-white, having only one leg, its feathers resembling flames.

Bixiang!

According to legend, this divine bird controlled fire.

Of course, such a creature wouldn’t exist in this world; it was formed from pure fire essence qi but possessed extraordinary powers.

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