Thick fog enveloped Wanfu Mountain, obstructing visibility the closer one got.
Even though it was midday, the fog obscured the sunlight.
Zeng Shushu reminded everyone, "Be careful, this thick fog will block our divine senses. We should not stray too far from each other and should look after one another."
At this moment, Li Xiaoyao said with a grin, "Young Master Murong, can your Divine Sword Thunder Control dispel this fog?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Murong Fu.
"I'll give it a try."
Murong Fu shrugged and smiled faintly.
Everyone thought he was going to become one with the sword and control the lightning with his own body.
But then, Murong Fu took the opportunity to draw the Tianya Divine Sword hanging from Lu Xueqi's waist.
"May I borrow your precious sword?"
What is mine is yours.
Lu Xueqi's face was expressionless, but only by careful observation could one discover the tenderness deep within her eyes.
"...The mighty power of Heaven, I will draw it forth with my sword!"
Murong Fu softly chanted the incantation.
The Heavenly Sword shone brightly, its holy blue light illuminating the mist.
Click!
Thunder roared across the sky, and a purple-white light streaked across the horizon before disappearing into the thick fog.
Crackle! ...
It felt like boiling water with flickering electric arcs, sending chills down my spine.
The surrounding mist quickly dissipated, disappearing completely in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
"Look! So many bats!"
Li Xiaoyao pointed at the wreckage on the hillside, utterly shocked.
The ground was littered with bat remains, emitting smoky smoke and a nauseating, burnt smell that wafted in the wind.
Some of them weren't quite dead yet; they were still twitching.
Everyone frowned and held their breath.
"Wait a moment, allow me to purify them again."
Having said that, Murong Fu raised the Tianya Divine Sword once more.
But this time it wasn't the divine sword controlling lightning, but rather—
"The Nine Heavens Mystic Temple transforms into divine fire. Its majestic heavenly power is drawn forth by the sword!"
The words fell.
A huge ball of flame instantly condensed high in the sky, just like a second sun, radiating infinite brilliance and heat.
"The Divine Sword Fire Control Technique?"
Zeng Shushu was stunned. Could this really be done?
Li Xun exclaimed in amazement, "I never imagined that your sect's unique skills could not only control lightning, but also fire! I admire you! I admire you!"
The others had similar expressions, utterly shocked.
As the giant fireball drew closer, they could all feel the astonishing temperature; even the air was being burned and distorted, as if it were about to burn through space itself.
Yu Ji exclaimed in surprise, "This is no ordinary flame!"
"What's the meaning?"
Biyao looked blank and puzzled.
"This is divine fire! Fire that embodies the laws of heaven and earth!"
Youji frowned and transmitted her voice to Biyao: "First it was lightning of the law, now it's fire of the law. This child must not be allowed to live!"
Biyao nodded imperceptibly, her expression becoming very serious.
In an instant.
A massive fireball slammed into Ten Thousand Bats Mountain, unleashing an endless explosion of flames.
Unlike ordinary flames, the divine fire burns silently, destroying everything in sight.
The once demonic Wanfu Mountain, after being baptized by divine thunder and fire, has become completely barren.
quiet.
The surroundings were eerily quiet.
until--
Lu Xueqi asked, "How did you do that?"
Lu Xueqi's beautiful eyes were bright and piercing, her pupils sparkling.
Murong Fu smiled faintly, sheathed the Tianya Divine Sword, and then embraced Lu Xueqi, kissing her cherry lips, saying, "I'll teach you tonight."
"Hmm~"
Lu Xueqi let out a soft moan, but did not refuse.
However, her pretty face flushed slightly.
Fuqu opened her mouth, as if to say, "I want to learn too."
But after thinking about it, I decided against it. I shouldn't spoil Senior Sister Lu and Senior Brother Murong's precious time together tonight.
But Murong Fu didn't really mind; it was more lively with more people.
——
Deep within the Wanfu Cave.
Few of the remaining members of the demonic cult survived; they were all disheveled and in a sorry state.
"Damn it! Which bastard swore this oath? Lightning strike and fire burning! What kind of vicious oath must that be?!"
"We almost died. Luckily, we had Young Master Lin Feng's Mountain and River Fan, otherwise we would all have died."
"You flatter me. Let's try to escape first. I don't believe that this thunder and fire were brought about by a poisonous oath."
"These righteous cultivators are really crazy. Why make such a fuss about a few Tom, Dick, and Harry?"
"..."
Originally, there were hundreds of disciples, but after the trials of thunder and fire, only a few survived.
One of them had a ferocious appearance, resembling a wild dog, and was known as the Wild Dog Taoist, who cursed and swore.
The other one was thin and had a sinister look. He was known as Elder Nian and was the new leader of the Blood Refining Hall.
Although the temple was small, it had all the necessary functions. However, after this calamity, the Blood Refining Hall was completely ruined, and he, the hall master, became a lone commander.
Beside him stood a scholar in white robes, holding a folding fan; he was none other than the "Young Master Lin Feng" they were referring to.
This person has an extraordinary background; he is the offspring of a master of demonic arts. The folding fan in his hand is an ancient treasure, containing profound secrets and is quite remarkable.
The other key members were all highly skilled, with all of them at least at the Foundation Establishment stage.
Only those at the Foundation Establishment stage and above can survive the lightning and fire; the Qi Refining stage kids were all wiped out in an instant.
After discussing it, the group decided to escape through a secret passage.
Before they could escape, they heard mocking voices coming from above the passage.
"You demonic cult bastards, all of you better prepare to die!"
Li Xun from Fenxiang Valley charged ahead, unleashing his magical weapon, the Nine Yang Ruler, which unleashed a blazing firebird that pounced upon the enemy.
Although this firebird does not possess the power of divine fire, it should not be underestimated.
A wave of heat hit us.
"Run!"
The old man let out a shout, then disappeared into a secret passage without looking back.
The Wanfu Ancient Cave has countless secret passages, familiar only to those within its walls, making escape highly likely.
"Go? Where to?"
Unexpectedly, Faxiang was already waiting in the secret passage, and with a burst of Buddha's palm, the sound of Zen manifested.
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