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Chapter 948

Words:2302Update:22/06/22 09:33:45

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Golden fire lotuses exploded one after another, and streaks of golden flames danced in the air.

The people of Three Foot Mountain wanted to retreat, wanted to retreat, but it was still too late.

Against these golden flames, the high-grade Sacred Artifact, the Golden Crow Heaven Incinerating Blade, could finally be put to use once again.

Three Foot Mountain's Sect Master did not dare to hesitate, hurriedly brandishing his saber to block the ferocious blazing flames before him.

The Golden Crow's remnant soul in the soul flag felt threatened and woke up again. It flew out on its own to block the terrifying flames in front of it.

The golden lotus of fire exploded. While most of its power had been directed towards those of Three Foot Mountain, boundless blazing fire still surrounded Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge received the Extreme Yang Seal from Ah Hu, sunlight illuminating it and blocking the encroaching flames.

"If you have me, your life will be mine. Only then will you be able to plant a golden lotus in the fire." He shook his head and praised, "It's easier said than done. This Mystic Fire Golden Lotus is indeed ferocious and hard to control."

The golden flames erupted fiercely, but they disappeared as quickly as they came.

After withstanding the initial eruption, Yan Zhaoge raised the Extreme Yang Seal high to protect himself as he retrieved the Heaven Earth Reversing Axe and cleaved open a path before shooting towards those of Three Foot Mountain!

Since he wanted to keep the Golden Crow's remnant soul, he naturally wouldn't allow it to be consumed in the sea of fire.

Whether it was the Three Foot Mountain group or the remnant soul of the Golden Crow, all of them were heavily injured after being bombarded by the blazing golden flames.

Having originally been wounded by Yan Zhaoge's dark green bamboo cane, that high-grade Sacred Artifact, the Golden Crow Incinerating Heaven Sabre, was now riddled with wounds.

The cracks on the blade, which were originally as thin as spider silk, became clear at this moment.

A high-grade Sacred Artifact seemed like it could shatter at any moment.

They finally managed to withstand the most intense eruption of the fire. However, not waiting for them to catch their breaths, Yan Zhaoge immediately followed up with an attack.

"Let's see who represents the glory of the great sun?" Yan Zhaoge laughed as he grabbed the Extreme Yang Seal, raising it high above his head before mightily slamming it down towards the Chief of Three Foot Mountain!

With a single strike, the profundities of the Cyclic Heavenly Scripture, Yin Yang Heavenly Scripture, Extreme Yang Scripture, and various other supreme arts merged into one.

The scene before Three Foot Mountain's Sect Master changed. It was as if the sun in the sky had descended from the heavens, causing the entire sky to collapse along with it. All of its weight was added to the setting sun, its might devastating the heavens and the earth!

Helpless, he swung his long saber horizontally and raised his hands to block the attack.

As the Extreme Yang Seal mightily descended, the Golden Crow Incinerating Heaven Sabre shook intensely.

The center of the saber hilt had actually been smashed until it was bent and nearly broken!

The perfectly straight long saber was forcefully smashed into an arc!

Having succeeded in his attack, Yan Zhaoge did not continue his pursuit as he instead abruptly flashed backwards.

The Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners by the side attempted to wave their soul flags in aid of their Chief. However, brutal red light vaguely flickered on Yan Zhaoge's body.

As the red light flickered, Yan Zhaoge had already instantly arrived in the vicinity of the soul flag!

Three Foot Mountain's master was greatly alarmed. He wanted to stop them, but it was already too late.

Yan Zhaoge substituted a sword with his finger, piercing it through the forehead of that Three Foot Mountain martial practitioner.

A Seeing Divinity Martial Saint had perished just like that.

Meanwhile, the soul flag that he was holding fell into Yan Zhaoge's hands.

After killing him and wresting the flag, Yan Zhaoge directly threw the soul flag into the Myriad Dragon Palace to suppress it before turning and raising the Extreme Yang Seal, attacking the Chief of Three Foot Mountain once more.

The dark green bamboo cane reappeared and struck down the Golden Crow Sky Incinerating Blade.

The next moment, Yan Zhaoge pressed down with his palm, grabbing the Extreme Yang Seal and smashing it down towards his opponent's head.

The old man's eyes widened as he shouted, "Surnamed Yan, don't be complacent. Young Master won't let you off. This old man will be waiting for you down there …"

Before he had finished speaking, Yan Zhaoge had already smashed down with the Extreme Yang Seal!

"Killing you would not make me feel complacent at all." Yan Zhaoge curled his lips, "As for what the Young Master you speak of can do to me, there is no need for you to worry about that."

The other party raised his hands to block, yet saw them actually melting amidst the dazzling sunlight.

First his hands, then his arms, finally reaching the top of his head.

The final memory of his life was of Yan Zhaoge's voice, "Right, I still have to thank you. Without you, I might have needed a little more time to break through all these Miraculous Fire Golden Lotuses before me. It is much easier now."

Beneath the terrifying radiance of the sun, this old man seemed to be melting as he was incinerated and devoured by the brilliant sun, dying without a trace!

Yan Zhaoge did not cease in his attacks as he slaughtered all those Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners, slaying them all.

Outside the Daoist temple, there were still a few Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners lingering at the foot of the lofty mountain.

They stared dazedly at a small, exquisite golden sabre before them that had been broken into two.

The sabre that had originally flickered with radiance had already turned completely dim and lusterless, as if it was covered by a layer of dust.

Panicked looks appeared on the faces of the Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners.

The current state of the golden sabre signified that the Chief of Three Foot Mountain had already perished!

While they still could not be certain of the safety of the two supreme treasures of their clan, the soul flag and the high-grade Sacred Artifact, the Golden Crow Incinerating Heaven Sabre, the situation was definitely not optimistic.

The Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners who had entered the Daoist temple might even be completely wiped out!

The Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners who had come in search of treasures this time were all peak experts of their clan.

Now, however, their number one expert had perished as well. Not only was there no hope of obtaining their treasures, Three Foot Mountain had also suffered a great blow to its vitality.

They had failed in their adventure this time.

Not only had they gained nothing, they had instead suffered grievous losses as they might even have fallen from the clouds, being hard pressed to maintain their previous status in the Green Peak High Plains.

"What do we do?" They all looked at a middle-aged man.

He was shockingly an Immortal Bridge Martial Saint expert as well.

He was an early Immortal Bridge Martial Saint, the number two expert of Three Foot Mountain who had come in search of treasures this time, having stayed behind to hold the fort.

Staring fixedly at the broken golden sabre in his hand, he was dazed for a moment before he quickly regained his wits.

"We will act according to Chief's instructions before entering," This middle-aged man said in a heavy tone. "Whether Chief and the others met with mishap due to other treasure seekers or perished to the protective restrictions of this place, our clan's hopes of obtaining the treasures are already remote."

"Now, we can only muddle the waters in order to have a final hope. If we cannot succeed and the situation is chaotic, it will also be easier for us to receive our fellow disciples who have survived and evacuate from this place."

Saying thus, he did not ascend the mountain as he instead turned and left.

The other Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners were not surprised as they all followed behind him.

Not far away, dense fog arose as a massive lake was clearly concealed amidst the fog.

These Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners hovered above the surface of the lake. Gazing downwards, they saw that the lake water was currently roiling unceasingly.

The surface of the lake did not reflect their appearances as it instead displayed a strange, dazzling, chaotic scene.

As it turned out, this lake water was actually a gap in spacetime that connected this cave manor to another world.

The opening of the cave manor this time had been detected by the abnormalities on the other side as well as they hoped to be able to arrive at the cave manor of the Daoist temple through the dimensional passageway.

Yet, the other side did not possess a half-broken whisk like Yan Zhaoge and the Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners.

Therefore, while those people had found the passageway, they lacked the key and the signboard as they could only pace about outside.

Having entered the cave manor from the vicinity of the lake water, the Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners had immediately discovered this place.

If it had been earlier, they would definitely not have been willing to let others have a share of the spoils.

Now, however, seeing that they were already at a disadvantage, the Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners naturally did not mind finding another competitor for Yan Zhaoge who currently held the upper hand.

The leading Immortal Bridge Elder of Three Foot Mountain expressionlessly retrieved that half-broken whisk, tossing it into the lake.

Then, the Three Foot Mountain martial practitioners retreated in unison, staying far away as they headed towards the mountain where the Daoist temple was located.

The next moment, the lake water abruptly stirred, shooting into the skies!

The clear cry of a phoenix resounded throughout the clouds.

A fiery phoenix led the way as it flew out of the lake!

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