Chu Xuan took out an object at this moment.
It was a lantern, predominantly blue in color. At first glance, it seemed ordinary, with unremarkable patterns etched on its surface. Yet, atop the lantern burned a black-red flame! The flame emitted intense heat, yet it struck a chilling terror to the heart, as if the mere gaze could sear one's primordial spirit.
True Master Tiancang's expression flickered with suspicion.
Was that an top-grade magic treasure? Why did it make him feel such a strong sense of danger? Could it be...?
True Master Tiancang, being a seasoned veteran, immediately condensed his spiritual sense into a massive barrier to protect his primordial spirit.
At that moment, Chu Xuan gave a low shout, channeling a surge of Spiritual Qi into the lantern. The black-red flame on the Green Hell Lamp flared and rapidly expanded. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a towering inferno, engulfing True Master Tiancang!
It was the Netherfire Devouring Flame, a flame that not only burned the body but also tormented the soul.
As Chu Xuan unleashed the Netherfire Devouring Flame, he subtly waved his right hand. Fire bees, invisible to the eye and concealed by the surrounding aura, flew out, spreading throughout the entire area, covering every inch of space.
When dealing with any opponent, one must always prepare for contingencies. Especially when facing a Deity Transformation cultivator.
Under the inferno of the Netherfire Devouring Flame, the massive wall of spiritual sense in front of True Master Tiancang began to rapidly dissolve and melt, visibly weakening.
True Master Tiancang's face twisted with shock and fury. He immediately poured more spiritual sense into the wall, almost sacrificing his primordial spirit to keep the barrier intact.
Yet, despite his efforts, the pressure was overwhelming, and the wall could only hold on by a thread. His gaze toward Chu Xuan changed completely.
The man before him was no longer a fat, juicy lamb for the slaughter, but a formidable opponent he had seriously underestimated.
Gripping his teeth through the excruciating burning sensation, True Master Tiancang roared, gathering all his spiritual sense in a desperate effort to fight back.
"Soul Painting Wolves!"
His spiritual sense condensed into a massive, howling wolf, far larger than the two previous ones. This wolf stretched a full ten zhang in length.
Before it, Chu Xuan seemed no more significant than a tiny ant.
"Die!" True Master Tiancang bellowed, his primordial spirit flickering weakly like a shadow, nearly transparent. But he gritted his teeth and roared again, commanding the spiritual sense wolf to break through the Netherfire Devouring Flame and charge toward Chu Xuan.
Chu Xuan shook his head slightly.
As expected of a Deity Transformation cultivator, they were indeed difficult to kill. But now, it was time to reveal his trump card.
At that moment, the spiritual sense wolf leaped into the air, its enormous jaws open and sharp claws poised to strike. It aimed directly at Chu Xuan.
True Master Tiancang's plan was simple: as long as he killed Chu Xuan, or even severely wounded him, it would force the man to retract the Netherfire Devouring Flame in self-defense. That would shatter the powerful offensive and bring an end to this battle.
"Fire!" Chu Xuan shouted.
At his command, a swarm of fire bees that had been hiding in the darkness suddenly appeared.
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The black-red flames surged, sweeping across the battlefield like a tidal wave. In an instant, they formed an impenetrable net of fire!
True Master Tiancang's pupils contracted sharply, and he desperately tried to slow down the spiritual sense wolf. However, by the time he reacted, it was already too late. The spiritual sense wolf slammed into the fire net.
"Ah!" True Master Tiancang screamed in agony.
The excruciating pain from his spiritual sense being seared made it impossible for him to think clearly. The spiritual sense wolf, surrounded by the Netherfire Devouring Flame, was rapidly dissolving. It didn't take long before it completely dissipated.
True Master Tiancang fell into total despair. His primordial spirit was gravely weakened. His Ghost King, He Ze, was now entangled by the other two Ghost Kings and could not move. He had lost all ability to resist.
He looked at Chu Xuan, who was walking toward him unhurriedly, and said in despair, "Who are you? Who exactly are you?"
Chu Xuan's expression remained indifferent. "You've been searching for my whereabouts all this time, and now you ask me who I am?"
True Master Tiancang froze.
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