Tu Long's face darkened. Senior Feng was indeed quite shameless. She, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, was fighting against a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if the array flag technique was incredibly powerful, she hadn't systematically learned it yet.

Moreover, no matter how good the idea is, it's nothing more than a minor blunder in the face of the suppression of realm; it would be strange if it could even hurt Feng Hong.

It seems we still have to use strategy.

The wind was consciously gathering, gradually coalescing into a tornado, like a roaring black dragon, violently ravaging everything in the world.

Feng Hong tried his best to stabilize himself in the air. As he flashed, Tu Longjian conjured up more tornadoes that swept over him.

Feng Hong was eventually caught in the tornado and fell into the collapsing snow.

He thought it was just soft snow, and with his Nascent Soul stage strength, he had nothing to fear, so he simply fell down.

To his surprise, instead of the cool, icy touch, he felt a burning sensation on his scalp. Feng Hong quickly pulled away, but was still licked by the flickering flames.

"Ouch!" He touched the perfectly smooth spot on the top of his head and was stunned.

The Mediterranean Sea! He's balding!

Tu Longjian's apologetic voice came through, but Feng Hong detected a hint of cunning in it:

"Ah... Senior, I'm sorry. It was unintentional. Luckily, you weren't hurt, just a few strands of hair were damaged."

Feng Hong flew into a rage, jumping up and down on the ground. "A few strands of hair? This old man is getting old, his hair won't grow long!"

However, he was not as angry as he appeared; instead, he was filled with a mixture of surprise and joy.

It's just a few strands of hair; it can't compare to the array flag technique.

This move is to switch from a killing formation to a maze and then back to a killing formation!

From the initial snow maze to the sudden shift to the whirlwind killing formation, and even a modified killing formation combining the maze with the wind and snow.

Just when he thought the maze was only a snowy realm, he discovered that beneath the snow maze lay another disguise, concealing a fire-based killing array.

How did she manage to do that?

This woman has great potential!

Let this old man have a try and see just how much potential this young man has!

A deep, rumbling sound came from underground, sending chills down one's spine.

The earth trembled slightly, then boom! A bolt of lightning flashed past Feng Hong and disappeared deep into the ground.

"Crunch, crunch," it sounded like a giant rock rubbing against each other, making a terrifying and extremely unsettling noise.

Expansion, collision, impact, shattering.

Bang! The ground cracked open, and a stream of lava shot into the sky, splashing everywhere and turning the entire snowy landscape crimson.

The snow melted rapidly under the scorching heat, forming a torrent of meltwater that collided with the lava, producing a loud hissing sound and splashing lava.

The earth suddenly cracked in many places, the crust moved, and more hot magma gushed out from underground.

A cold wind howled, and turbid waves surged into the sky.

The whole world seemed to be deep-fried, with terrifying sizzling sounds everywhere, and even more terrifying, sparks flew everywhere like splashes of oil.

The tornado carried lava everywhere, and Feng Hong dodged the lava in the air in a sorry state, but there was no place to stand on the ground either. He could only try to survive in the cracks.

Recalling the thunderclap just now, he suddenly realized that the girl had indeed not struck him with lightning, but she had struck the ground with lightning!

According to her design, the ground was fire and the ground was snow. She used lightning to shatter the surface, and a huge fire instantly ignited, just like striking fire with a flint!

Water and fire are incompatible. The rapid expansion underground, combined with the extremely low temperature on the surface, caused magma to erupt, and water and fire to surge into the sky. The two opposing forces unleashed a fierce burst of power.

The strong winds brought even more gas, fueling the fire and turning it into a raging inferno.

Such a profound understanding of the elements of nature! Through ingenious schemes, I unknowingly found myself drawn into their machinations, caught in a web of alliances and betrayals!

"Hahahaha! Impressive, I admire you!" Feng Hong roared to the sky, ignoring his charred face.

Instead of dodging the lava and gale, he unleashed his spiritual power to forcefully suppress and stabilize the chaotic space.

Once the Nascent Soul stage cultivator made his move, the space became calm and peaceful.

He smiled slightly, but suddenly found his body light, floating like a feather.

Hey, the impurities in my meridians have been completely washed away.

This maze, killing array, tribulation-crossing array... it's so chaotic that he can't even count how many layers and how many interconnected schemes there are. But even in such a chaotic situation, an auxiliary array has been added to help him clear impurities from his body.

The banners dimmed, and Feng Hong stepped out, his face beaming with joy, smoothing out all the wrinkles on his face. However, his frizzy hair and grime-covered face made him look rather comical.

Tu Longjian was somewhat weak. It was clearly the first time she had fully unleashed her inner thoughts, and the fact that she was fighting against a Nascent Soul cultivator was still a bit strenuous for someone at the Foundation Establishment stage.

However, the advantage is that she is now more adept at using banners and integrating various elements.

Ugh, I feel completely drained, and I have a headache.

Tu Longjian lay back on the bed. Having gone through this ordeal, she and Feng Hong had become much more familiar with each other, so she became more relaxed.

Feng Tianhe's big eyes, like stars, turned slightly. He couldn't see what was happening, but judging from his grandfather's appearance, the battle was quite intense.

He cleverly helped his grandfather sit down, and then massaged the acupoints on Tu Longjian's head. "Sister, you've worked hard. When I was tired from studying, my mother would massage my head like this to relieve the discomfort."

Tu Longjian lay there, not wanting to move at all. "Thank you, Xiao Tian."

Feng Hong was very satisfied. He took a sip of tea with a smile and said, "I lost. Young friend, your strategy is brilliant. I admire you greatly."

"Originally, I wanted to take you as my successor and pass on my mantle of the array flag technique."

"Now it seems I was wrong; I should be the one to become your disciple!"

As he spoke, he actually started to kneel down and perform the apprenticeship ceremony, but Tu Longjian quickly sent Feng Tianhe to stop him.

"You flatter me, senior. I acted on instinct and am far inferior to you in terms of the breadth of my knowledge."

"This is just a small test of swordsmanship. In actual combat, we will definitely be no match for a Nascent Soul cultivator. Senior has already made many concessions and has not even used any supernatural powers."

Feng Hongran chuckled, "You want to force me to use my supernatural powers? Hehe, with my cultivation level, no matter how ingenious your idea is, you can't force a Nascent Soul cultivator to use multiple supernatural powers."

Tu Longjian was somewhat disappointed. "I was just being wishful. I should have changed the Tribulation Transcending Formation into a Killing Formation and seen what would happen..."

"No, no, no... I'm terrified of being struck by lightning. Fine, I'll give in. You've got a lot of potential, you're sure to amount to something. You're a promising young man."

Feng Hong took out a thick notebook and a treasure box containing many battle flags.

His expression was solemn, his eyes revealing a sense of reverence. He slowly touched the old but still neat cover of the notebook, feeling somewhat reluctant to part with it.

"This is the data on array flag techniques that I have painstakingly collected over many years, and I am now giving it to you."

"I'm also giving you the battle flags I've collected. I hope you'll cherish them."

Tu Longjian raised her eyebrows slightly, extended her hands to receive it reverently, and bowed deeply to Feng Hong.

She opened the book; the slightly yellowed pages were covered with neat, fine handwriting, a testament to the owner's care and attention.

As the pages were turned, a thin, irregularly shaped piece of parchment fell out.

Tu Longjian picked it up and asked, "Senior Feng, what is this?"