A cracking sound rang out, and Daoist Guangcheng and Yuanqi looked around. They saw that the skeletons on the walls and the dome were breaking free from their restraints. Moreover, the skeletons had expressions, their features twisted, and their fierce and terrifying expressions seemed to want to devour everything.
Yuan Qi frowned as she watched the skeletons break free of their restraints and rush towards her, carrying eerie blue flames. These were the Bone Spirit Cold Flames, specifically designed to counter her Red Lotus Karmic Flames. However, judging from the size and color of the flames, Xuan Qing had not yet cultivated them to their full potential.
In the early stages of cultivation, the Bone Spirit Cold Flame is light blue; in the middle stages, it is sky blue; and when cultivated to the highest level, the flame becomes a gradient of varying shades of blue, transitioning from dark blue to light blue from the center to the outer edge, truly capable of contending with the Red Lotus Karmic Flame.
In the later stages of cultivation, the Bone Spirit Cold Flame can absorb the temperature of everything in the world, leaving only fragments in its wake. Guangcheng Daojun, whose cultivation had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage, was still frozen so badly that his hair, eyebrows, and beard were covered in frost, which perfectly illustrates that Xuanqing's skill was only at the mid-stage.
Those single blue flames rushed towards them at an extremely fast speed, and Daoist Guangcheng hurriedly drew his sword to prepare to fight back.
Yuan Qi knew that the formation was closely linked to the caster. Xuan Qing had used his own life to activate the formation, with the aim of trapping and freezing the master and disciple inside.
She also drew her longsword and killed the skeletons.
Yuan Qi handled the situation with ease, dispatching one skeleton with each sword strike. The skeletons seemed to possess consciousness; seeing how powerful their opponent was, they stopped attacking and began circling around Yuan Qi, as if discussing something.
Yuan Qi didn't tolerate them and directly unleashed countless balls of red lotus karmic fire, attacking in all directions.
The skeletons weren't afraid. They started spinning in groups of three or five. After a few laps, the three or five skeletons became a larger and stronger skeleton, with the blue flames at its tail trailing longer and darker in color.
"You think you can kill me with this?" Yuan Qi watched as his Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire devoured countless skeletons, and the color within the formation changed from blue to red. However, the formation remained very sturdy, and new skeletons began to grow on the walls and dome, continuously breaking free from within with flames.
Guangcheng Daojun finally recognized the formation: "This is the 'Seventy-Two Killing Formations,' a secret manual of my Fusang Temple that was lost a hundred years ago. It contains a formation called the Absolute Killing Formation. I never expected that he would be able to refine it."
Yuan Qi knew about this matter. It is said that a hundred years ago, an internal conflict occurred in Fusang Temple. Xuan Qing betrayed the temple and took away the temple's treasure, the Zhuxian Sword, and a secret manual. He disappeared from the world after that.
"I don't know where he learned this Bone Spirit Cold Fire, but he actually integrated it with the Killing Array, greatly increasing the power of the Killing Array."
The blue skulls continued to be generated. Yuan Qi, with his Red Lotus Karmic Fire, didn't feel anything, but Daoist Guangcheng felt even colder than before.
Yuan Qi asked with some concern, "Can it withstand it?"
Guangcheng Daojun, with his profound cultivation, could endure the coldness: "I'll deal with these skeletons, you go and break the formation."
Yuan Qi grunted in agreement, then poured Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire into his longsword and began attacking the four walls of the formation.
As the sword energy sliced through the array barrier, a crack appeared in the barrier.
The outside is in complete chaos.
Xuanqing discovered cracks in the array barrier and was working hard to repair them.
Tu Shanli is attacking the formation with the Soul-Returning Whip.
Xuanqing's apprentice, Qiu Sheren, was locked in a fierce battle with Wen Zhujun.
The Qiushe people released many venomous snakes to attack Wen Zhujun and the others, but Wen Zhujun's body was not made of flesh and blood, but was sewn together from the skin of a spirit beast, so she was not afraid of the venomous snakes.
Xiangli Youming, Bai Youhui, and the others had insect-repelling talismans on their bodies, so the snakes dared not approach.
Bai Youhui threw out several fire talismans, burning a large number of poisonous snakes to death.
Xiangli Youming's four guards fought while protecting their master, and his own guards clashed with the disciples of Wuji Palace, creating a chaotic scene. Both sides suffered casualties.
Seeing that the cracks on the array barrier were getting bigger and bigger, Tu Shanli stopped attacking the array barrier and turned to attack Xuan Qing.
He was a great demon of a thousand years, whose strength was no less than that of Xuan Qing. The two immediately began to fight.
Xuanqing had to devote some of his power to maintaining the formation and also to dealing with Tushanli, but he still appeared very relaxed.
"A fox dares to challenge me? You're courting death!" Xuan Qing struck with all his might, almost causing the Soul-Returning Whip from Tu Shan to slip from his grasp, and he felt a dull discomfort in his chest.
Tu Shanli unleashed his power, rising into the air with nine enormous tails fluttering behind him. The Soul-Returning Whip in his hand also grew several times larger, with barbs protruding from it, gleaming with a purple light.
With a loud bang, the Resurrection Whip was lashed out.
Xuan Qing dared not underestimate his opponent and dodged nimbly, but he could no longer care about the formation.
The cracks in the formation grew larger and larger, and it completely collapsed in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
"Pfft—" Xuan Qing was backfired by the formation and spat out a mouthful of blood. The thick Soul-Returning Whip wrapped around Xuan Qing, and Tu Shanli swung it with all his might. The sharp thorns cut Xuan Qing all over, and his soul was also severely damaged, revealing his true form.
The formation disappeared, and Daoist Guangcheng and Yuanqi walked towards Xuanqing.
Xuan Qing was powerless to resist, his body covered in blood. He struggled to his feet, his soul somewhat unstable. This body was originally his own possession, and now, after being struck several times by the Soul-Returning Whip, his soul was weak and he could hardly stay in this body any longer.
Tu Shanli restored the whip in his hand and handed it to Daoist Guangcheng.
Xuan Qing staggered, turning his head to look around at his disciples, many of whom had fallen. The only surviving disciple had been bound by Bai Youhui and Xiangli Youming, and the surviving disciples were all covered in wounds and unable to fight anymore.
"Impossible." He stared at Yuan Qi. He knew that Yuan Qi possessed the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, but he had never seen how powerful it was. He thought that Yuan Qi's Red Lotus Karmic Fire could at most burn mortals to death and would never be a match for the Bone Spirit Cold Fire. How old was Yuan Qi? He had only cultivated the Red Lotus Karmic Fire for a few years. How could he be so powerful?
His Bone Spirit Cold Flame has been cultivated for nearly a hundred years, how could he possibly lose to a ten-year-old girl?
He glared at Yuan Qi with resentment: "You were also a body-snatcher?"
Yuan Qi slightly curled his lips: "No, do you think I'm as cruel as you, possessing a living person? I was born with the cultivation of my previous life. Don't you think that the body you possess is ultimately not your own, and using it will naturally cause many discomforts?"
Daoist Guangcheng shook the whip in his hand, preparing to make a move: "Hand over the Immortal Execution Sword and the secret manual."
Xuanqing was truly traumatized by the sight of the whip, and he instinctively bent down to pick up the Zhuxian Sword.
Taking advantage of Guangcheng Daojun's unpreparedness, she picked up the sword with lightning speed and stabbed it towards Guangcheng Daojun's heart.
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