Bian Xiong originally thought that the word "fire" in Hu Le's prophecy, "encountering fire brings misfortune," would refer to a place name. However, after encountering the remnants of the Blazing Fire Clan, he finally realized that the word "fire" actually referred to this place.
If not for a stroke of genius, who could have imagined it would turn out this way?
Bian Xiong thought for a moment and sighed again. They had already deliberately taken a long detour, but they were still caught red-handed, which meant that someone on the other side must be skilled in the art of divination.
Or perhaps Hu Le's deduction of the heavenly secret was confirmed on this very road, and their previous deliberate detour backfired, as they delivered themselves right to the doorstep.
As the fiery cloud dissipated, tens of thousands of Fire Clan members flew out from it.
These Fire Clan members look just like ordinary people, with one head, two hands, and two feet. The only difference between them and humans is that they have a pair of wings on their backs.
These wings are gorgeously colored, like phoenix feathers. With a flap of their wings, they can soar into the clouds and tour the sacred realm of the nine heavens. They can also control the fire of the world and burn all things in nature.
Legend has it that these fiery celestial beings possess a trace of phoenix blood within their bloodline.
"Bian Xiong! Today, the Ancestor has finally found an opportunity!"
The Fiery Ancestor glared hatefully at Bian Xiong, giving him no time to retort, and waved his hand, shouting, "My children! Revenge is today! Kill them!"
At a command, the Fire Clan members flapped their wings and charged towards Bian Xiong and his group like a tidal wave.
"Walk!"
Seeing that the enemy outnumbered him and that the Fiery Ancestor was a master whose cultivation was no less than his own, Bian Xiong naturally did not want to fight them head-on. He immediately shouted and ordered everyone to retreat.
He himself released a five-colored mysterious light, which spread out in the air like clouds, trying to use it to block the Fiery Ancestor and the others.
This mysterious light is called the Nine Heavens Cloud Jade Glow. It was a protective treasure he created after he encountered a five-colored celestial light when he first ascended to the Nine Heavens.
This light contains mystical power, not only ever-changing but also possessing both offensive and defensive capabilities. When defending, it acts like a curtain covering the body, making it impervious to swords and spears, water and fire, and even supernatural powers and magical treasures. When attacking, it damages the physical body and erodes the primordial spirit.
At this moment, the rosy clouds of the Nine Heavens spread out in the sky, like surging waves rushing towards the Fiery Ancestor and the others.
When the Fiery Ancestor fought Bian Xiong in the past, he had witnessed the power of the divine light and dared not be careless. He immediately spat out a cloud of fire, which also unfolded and collided with the rosy light, stirring up a sky full of brilliance.
At the same time, the Fiery Ancestor conjured a fiery sword in his hand, slashed through the air, clearing a path in the rosy light, and continued his charge towards Bian Xiong.
Bian Xiong had only made his move to cover for his subordinates. Now that he saw that his subordinates had already fled far away, he did not want to get entangled with the Fiery Ancestor any longer, so he transformed into a streak of light and flew away behind him.
"Hmph! How could you possibly escape!"
Seeing Bian Xiong and the others fleeing, the Fiery Ancestor snorted coldly and raised his hand to unleash a bolt of Bing Fire Divine Thunder into the sky.
As thunder roared, a cloud of demonic energy suddenly rose from the direction Bian Xiong had fled, instantly blocking their path.
It turns out that the Fiery Ancestor had long since colluded with the demons in Wolf Peak.
Seeing that there were powerful enemies ahead and pursuers behind, Bian Xiong and his men immediately changed direction and fled to the northwest. They had not gone far when a pillar of wind suddenly rose up in front of them.
This pillar of wind is about the thickness of Wolf Peak, reaching the azure sky and the deep earth below, with faint sounds of ghosts wailing and gods howling coming from within it.
Suddenly, an old man emerged from the pillar of wind. He wore a white bone crown, his body was surrounded by yellow wind, and his gaze toward Bian Xiong was filled with murderous intent.
"It's Ancestor Tianfeng!"
"Retreat immediately!"
Upon seeing the old man, Bian Xiong shouted sternly.
Ancestor Tianfeng was also a major adversary of Bian Xiong. Bian Xiong did not expect that the other party would also get involved and join forces with the Liehuo Clan to make things difficult for them.
This is what it means to change your mind depending on the wind!
When Bian Xiong met Tianfeng Ancestor, he realized that Hu Le's words had been proven true here, and he began to believe the next two sentences without a doubt.
At this moment, a group of enemies came from the north, south, and west to encircle them.
Although the Heavenly Wind Ancestor was only one person, Bian Xiong, considering the man's extraordinary abilities, did not choose to break through from his direction.
After all, he knew that even if Tianfeng Ancestor couldn't withstand the combined efforts of him and his subordinates, he could still hold them off for a while.
At that point, the enemy won't need to fight for victory; as long as they stall for a while, their group will be surrounded.
Moreover, the pillar of wind blocking their path was clearly formed by a large formation; if they fell into it, they would likely find it difficult to escape for some time.
Thinking of all this, he naturally wouldn't linger here. He immediately shouted and led the way towards the only breakthrough point in the east.
However, since the enemy has already surrounded them on three sides, will they really leave them such an obvious chance to escape?
...
They had just flown thousands of miles eastward when a burst of yellow light suddenly appeared ahead, which in the blink of an eye transformed into a vast sea of sand that filled the sky and earth.
The world was shrouded in a cloud of yellow sand. Grains of sand floated in the air, colliding and scattering in bursts of golden light as the wind blew.
The next moment, an old man in a yellow robe emerged from the sandstorm and laughed, "Senior Brother Bian Xiong! Do you dare to enter my formation!"
"Yuanji! How dare you do this!"
When Bian Xiong saw the person who had arrived, he was both surprised and furious.
Yuanji and he were originally fellow disciples, both being students of the Grand Elder Chisongzi.
However, Yuanji could not resist the temptation and betrayed Chisongzi. He joined Gonggong and others in plotting a rebellion. After the rebellion failed, he fled without a trace. Meanwhile, Bianxiong made contributions in suppressing the rebellion and became the chief of the Jumang tribe.
From then on, their identities were worlds apart.
Yuanji harbored immense jealousy towards him and made things difficult for him both openly and secretly on several occasions.
Out of consideration for their past camaraderie, he refrained from killing Yuanji after gaining the upper hand several times. However, he never expected that Yuanji would stoop so low as to collude with human enemies like the demon race and the Fiery Clan to make things difficult for him.
In the past, when Yuanji betrayed the Human Emperor, it was nothing more than a power struggle within the human race.
But what he's doing now is a complete betrayal of humanity.
This is truly intolerable!
Bian Xiong somewhat regretted being too soft-hearted and letting the other party off the hook several times...
Since the two were acquainted, Bian Xiong naturally recognized the large formation in front of him.
This formation is called the Yellow Sand Formation. It is made by collecting and refining sand from the Yellow River using a secret method. Don't be fooled by the fact that each grain of yellow sand floats lightly in the air and moves with the wind, seemingly without any power.
In reality, each grain of sand is as heavy as a mountain. Even someone as skilled as Bian Xiong would suffer broken bones and tendons if he were to accidentally touch it.
Bian Xiong gazed at the yellow sand formation, feeling somewhat hesitant, wondering whether he should venture in and give it a shot.
But a formidable enemy was rapidly closing in from behind, leaving him little time.
As he hesitated, he suddenly remembered Hu Le's wise words, and a decision was made in an instant...
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