Xue Kong's voice was neither arrogant nor impatient, and there was not a trace of emotional fluctuation. It came faintly from somewhere in the sea of fire.
As his voice fell.
The entire sea of fire suddenly stagnated, as if the entire space had solidified.
Then, there was an even more violent outbreak.
There was a muffled rumbling sound from the sea of fire, as if the sea water was flowing back, heading towards the sky in an abnormal state.
"He's not dead!?" Even the Poison Lord was shocked and lost his composure, revealing surprise. "Even I misjudged him. What on earth did he do? What else does he have up his sleeve?"
Jiuxing Lian'er's eyes were bright, and she was also looking forward to it. After the sea of fire dissipated, she wanted to see what Xue Kong would do.
There were bursts of gasps from the crowd of Wangui Sect disciples. They believed that if they were in his place, they would definitely be burned to death in the sea of fire.
But now, not only was Xue Kong not burned to death, he seemed to have suppressed the sea of fire and even overturned it.
"Beichen is not only a cultivator with true spiritual roots, but he has also practiced high-level fire-attribute techniques that match his spiritual roots. His cultivation is unmatched among cultivators at the fifth level of Qi Condensation. Yet, he..."
The white-haired old man's pupils trembled, and the firelight was reflected in his eyes and old face, and disbelief was frozen on his face.
No wonder that little devil was favored by the Poison King. It turns out he is so powerful.
All kinds of trump cards shattered their cognition time and time again.
wrong!
Just now, it was obvious that Du Gong wanted to take Jiuxing Lian'er away, and the two of them also believed that the little devil must die.
Could it be that... even the Poison Lord didn't know the little devil's trump card and misjudged him?!
This speculation made the white-haired old man feel cold in his heart.
If this is the case, the Demon Sect has truly accepted an extraordinary disciple. In the future, the righteous and famous sects will face a very terrifying enemy!
In the sea of fire, Beichen stood upright above it, with an expression of disbelief remaining on his face, staring at Xue Kong not far away.
On the top of the only big tree, Xue Kong stood tall with his hands spread out, releasing spiritual power from his body, stirring up gusts of spiritual wind. His clothes rustled, his black hair danced wildly, and his eyes were clear as he looked back at Beichen.
Ignoring the disbelief on his face, he slapped the sea of fire with his right hand.
Suddenly, the sea of fire collapsed, creating a huge hole.
Through this opening, the monks outside were finally able to see clearly what was happening in the sea of fire.
"Condensation... the sixth level of Qi Condensation!" The white-haired old man's eyelids twitched. His cultivation level was the eleventh level of Qi Condensation. He could tell at a glance that Xue Kong's current cultivation level was no longer at the fifth level. He had clearly broken through to the sixth level of Qi Condensation.
"What! The little devil has broken through to the sixth level of Qi Condensation?"
"Breakthrough in cultivation during battle, this, this..." There was an uproar among the crowd of Wangui Sect disciples.
"What a talent." The white-haired old man came back to his senses and shook his head in disappointment. He knew very well that since Xue Kong had reached the sixth level of Qi Condensation, Beichen would no longer be his opponent.
The further one advances in cultivation, the greater the gap in realm becomes. Often, a small realm seems like an insurmountable chasm.
"Has his cultivation level broken through?" Jiuxing Lian'er raised her delicate head and looked over, her eyes filled with surprise. "He's misjudged me once again."
In the sea of fire, Beichen was no less shocked than those cultivators outside, but even more so.
He opened his eyes wide, muttering to himself in a daze, "I was just a little bit away from killing him. Why did he have to... at this moment, achieve a breakthrough..."
"Die!" Xue Kong didn't give Beichen a chance, he raised his hand and pointed at Beichen.
Suddenly, a green sword shadow flashed by his side and headed straight for Beichen, slashing towards his neck and heading straight for the vital point.
“Get out of the way!”
"Beichen, don't lose your mind, danger is right in front of you!" Seeing that Beichen looked like he was hit too hard and was a little dazed, the disciples of Wangui Sect became anxious.
At this moment, the white-haired old man's eyes turned fierce and he roared: "Young man, you are looking for death!"
As he spoke, he raised his big hand and grabbed Beichen in the air.
The immense cultivation of the eleventh level of Qi Condensation burst out of his body, firmly absorbing Beichen in the air, pulling him out of the sea of fire, and brushing past the oncoming green flying sword.
The green flying sword returned to Xue Kong and he frowned.
If the white-haired old man had not intervened, I would have been able to kill Beichen when he lost his mind just now.
However, at this point, no matter how regretful he felt, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't just fight with the white-haired old man, who was a cultivator at the eleventh level of Qi Condensation, and was far beyond his reach.
"How dare you! Old Taoist with white eyebrows, you are bullying the weak. Do you want to compete with me?" Du Gong snorted coldly, took a few steps forward, and glanced coldly at the white-haired old man.
Beichen was pulled back, and the sea of fire in the sky gradually dissipated.
Xue Kong jumped from the top of the only big tree and landed on the ground. He consciously came to Jiuxing Lian'er's side, said nothing, and stood quietly like a servant.
Jiuxing Lian'er turned her head and looked at him deeply, but said nothing.
"Hmph! Your methods are cruel, worthy of being the little devil captured by the Demon Sect." The white-haired old man looked solemn and was unwilling to fight with Du Gong.
With a wave of his sleeves, a white porcelain bottle flew out from his sleeves and headed straight for the Poison Lord: "You win. This is the bet for this round. It's a pill that can improve your Qi Condensation level to the sixth level."
Du Gong took the white porcelain bottle, took a look at it, and then threw it to Xue Kong behind him.
"Thank you, Sect Master."
Xue Kong took the pill and thanked Du Gong. Then, with a provocative look on his face, he looked at the white-haired old man and asked, "Sir, do you still want to continue the competition? I will accompany you to the end."
"No more competition. Please leave our sect's mountain gate immediately." The white-haired old man waved his sleeves, turned around and led the disciples back to Wangui Sect.
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