With a smile on his face, Wu Xiting summoned Guan Xian Yun from the Guifu School.
He was holding a palm-sized bronze mirror in his hand.
The bronze mirror was simple and unadorned, giving people a feeling that it had seen the vicissitudes of life.
The surface of the bronze mirror wasn't very clear, and the people it reflected were all blurry.
However, as soon as the palm-sized bronze mirror shone on Guan Xian Yun, the figure of this peak Yin Soul expert from the Guifu School suddenly froze in midair.
Wu Xiting smiled playfully and said, "Why are you in such a hurry, Brother Guan?"
The three talismans that Guan Xian Yun had stuck to his forehead, chest, and lower dantian began to burn. Crimson, golden, and purple flames surged out of his upper dantian, middle dantian, and lower dantian, respectively.
Soul awareness, flesh aura, and spiritual power, the three types of power of a cultivator, suddenly burst forth.
Guan Xian Yun's figure froze in midair as he awkwardly turned around. Facing the burning flames, he smiled bitterly at Wu Xiting and said with difficulty, "A Heaven grade spiritual tool, the Primordial Flame Mirror."
Wu Xiting's eyes lit up as he nodded and said, "You have good eyes, Brother. I can't believe you recognize a spiritual tool from Mount Dong Yang. You're right. The Primordial Flame Mirror was given to me by the sectmaster of Mount Dong Yang when I was lucky enough to break through to the Soul Wander stage.
"The Primordial Flame Mirror is only a Heaven grade spiritual tool. I've failed the sectmaster's generosity. After so long, I still haven't been able to upgrade it."
He said to Guan Xian Yun with a regretful expression.
The palm-sized Primordial Flame Mirror quietly reflected Guan Xian Yun's blurry figure.
Guan Xian Yun was determined to escape from Ill Wind Valley. The moment his figure appeared in the Primordial Flame Mirror, his Yin Soul in his sea of awareness sensed that something was wrong.
It was as if his Yin Soul had suddenly been exposed to a blazing sun, burning hot.
Before he could realize what was going on, he discovered that the three talismans had already been burned to ashes.
At that moment, he hadn't been able to charge into the Netherflame Poison Stream Formation, so he hadn't been able to escape from Ill Wind Valley.
The three talismans that were worth tens of thousands of gold coins had been wasted for no reason.
No one knew how precious those three talismans were.
In order to obtain the three talismans that didn't belong to the Guifu School, he had spent several years in the northern part of the Tranquil Continent. It was said that he had studied the talismans in the tomb of a grand talisman master for many years. Only when the opportunity came, did he steal the three talismans at lightning speed.
After spending a long time comprehending the mysteries of the talismans, he branded them with his blood essence and soul imprint. Finally, he was able to use the three talismans.
As a result, his attainments in the art of runes improved rapidly, and his cultivation level reached the peak of the late stage of the Yin Spirit realm.
Just a little more and he would be able to reach the Soul Traversing Realm.
But now, when Wu Xiting summoned the Primordial Flame Mirror, the three talismans that could have helped him escape from the Chillywind Valley had been burned to ashes.
"Master Plum!" Master Plum, from the beginning to the end, we have been standing on your side! "
The other two elders from the Thunder Firmament Divine Hall and a few other cultivators from the Qian Xuan Continent seemed to have a nervous breakdown after Wu Xiting made a move on Guan Xian Yun.
They all suddenly realized that Wu Xiting from the Primal Yang Sect and Mei Qiurong from the Xuantianzong Sect were about to start a massacre.
Expressionless, Mei Qiurong looked at the two elders of the Thunder Firmament Divine Hall and the others in silence.
Wu Xiting laughed loudly and said, "There are some things that I can't let others know about in Ill Wind Valley, so I can only apologize."
He flicked his sleeve.
The Primordial Flame Mirror, which was the size of a palm, flew into the sky and gradually spread out like a large mirror hanging in the sky.
Everyone in the valley looked up, and discovered that their own figures were reflected in the mirror in the sky.
In a split second, everything seemed to have changed, and the world seemed to have spun.
By the time they realized what was happening, many of them discovered, to their horror, that their three souls seemed to have been separated from their fleshly bodies and fallen into the Primordial Flame Mirror in the sky.
As for the world within the Primordial Flame Mirror, it was a completely different space.
That space was formed from blazing flames. Volcanoes were erupting everywhere, and a rain of fire was falling from the sky. Countless unknown flame divine runes danced in the air as if they had a mind of their own.
The cultivators from the various countries of the Qian Xuan Continent who had inexplicably entered that space were all howling in grief.
In the entire Ill Wind Valley, the only ones who weren't affected by the Primordial Flame Mirror were Long Tianxiao, Guan Xian Yun, Chen Qingyan, and Yu Yuan.
Long Tianxiao, with his human head and dragon body, was hiding in a corner. It was unknown what secret art he was using, but a golden light surrounded his body as he bitterly resisted.
Guan Xian Yun was using a secret art from the Guifu School. A dark ring of light appeared behind his head. The ghost talismans and ghosts within the ring of light were annihilated.
He was borrowing the ghost talismans and the ghosts within them to block the Primordial Flame Mirror's soul reversal.
Chen Qingyan was holding his snakeskin scabbard. It was like he had a protective talisman in his hand. He wasn't affected by the Primordial Flame Mirror's pull at all.
As for Yu Yuan …
Within the Primordial Flame Mirror, Yu Yuan was using its heaven-defying ability to change heaven, earth, and earth, reflecting his three souls. All he did was form a connection with the distant Soul Transformation Pool and the four ancient black characters at the bottom of the pool.
Once the connection was complete, the three souls sat firmly in his sea of consciousness, not moving in the slightest.
"Oh, this little fellow is a bit strange."
Wu Xiting, who was controlling the Primordial Flame Mirror with his soul, looked at Yu Yuan in surprise. He rubbed his chin, looking at his non-existent beard.
"Even my Xuantian Abyss Vortex couldn't separate his three souls. Your Primordial Flame Mirror naturally can't," said Mei Qiurong.
Hearing this, Wu Xiting was even more surprised.
"Senior Wu, you promised me!" cried Chen Qingyan.
Wu Xiting, who had been planning on putting more pressure on Yu Yuan, frowned slightly. He nodded and said, "Fine, I'll come back later to ask that little fellow."
With these words, he focused all of his attention on the Primordial Flame Mirror.
Within the Primordial Flame Mirror, the weakest souls that had manifested were already exploding and dissipating like dazzling fireworks.
At this moment, Yu Yuan, who had been standing at the entrance to the underground cave, suddenly walked towards the dark-skinned girl, who was nailed to the rock wall by the short spear, without saying a word.
Every step he took was firm and heavy, and his expression was strangely calm.
Mei Qiurong frowned slightly. Her figure flashed and appeared where he had been.
She first looked at Yu Yuan, then lowered her head and looked towards the cave entrance.
Wu Xiting didn't forget to look at Yu Yuan when he was about to kill. When he saw Yu Yuan walking towards the dark-skinned girl, he didn't stop him. Instead, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
That smile seemed to be saying, "With your cultivation base, what can you do even if you go there?"
Who knew better than him how powerful and miraculous the short spear was?
Not to mention Yu Yuan from Dark Moon City, even Chen Qingyan from the Sword Sect wouldn't be able to help the skinny, dark-skinned girl, whom he had set his eyes on, escape even if he climbed up the stone wall.
Because of this confidence, not only did he bide his time, but he also looked like he was waiting to see a joke.
"I'll leave the top to you. I'll go underground."
Mei Qiurong left these words. Holding the Heavenly Palace Seal in one hand and the yellow gourd in the other, she suddenly floated down to the underground cave. After a flash, she disappeared.
The battle was still going on in the valley.
Chen Qingyan took a deep breath. Looking at Yu Yuan with a complicated expression, he was also hesitating and struggling in his heart.
Wu Xiting, who was at least in the Soul Traversing Realm, had the Primordial Flame Mirror and the short spear. Plus Mei Qiurong, who had dropped her cultivation base, had the Heavenly Palace Seal in her hand. They should have other magical items that could restrict Anzan Shan.
They were both from the three high sects, and he was also a senior whose cultivation base was far higher than hers.
If they really fell out with each other, she wouldn't die because of her master's deterrence.
But in that case, it was unlikely that Wu Xiting and Mei Qiurong would let Yu Yuan go because of her, right?
In the end, Chen Qingyan chose to bide her time.
She just stared at Yu Yuan without blinking, wondering what Yu Yuan was going to do.
Could he save her?
…
Her back was against the rock wall. Her seven-colored bones were no longer shining. Her hands drooped and the shell in her chest exploded. She seemed to sense Yu Yuan's approach.
Her shoulders suddenly trembled slightly.
With great difficulty, she lifted her lowered head with all her might.
FIZZ!
Wisps of crimson flame suddenly burst out of the short spear, as if to teach her a lesson, as if to tame her.
In an instant, blood splashed out of her chest. Pieces of broken shell exploded and fell off.
Each piece of shell was condensed from the essence of her blood and carried her soul imprint. They were all very precious.
Even if they shattered, they would have a chance to be recombined and reforged again.
However, after they exploded, they would be completely destroyed. It would be difficult to reforge them again. They could only grow back in the years to come in an even more difficult way.
However …
Even as pieces of shell exploded and fell off, she didn't hesitate. Enduring the extreme pain, she raised her head with all her might.
Halfway through raising her head, more than half of the shell in her chest exploded and fell off. Feeling the loss of her flesh aura and soul essence, she was somewhat lost and confused. However, when Yu Yuan's figure finally appeared in her emerald eyes, they suddenly blossomed with a trace of a different kind of spirit!
That trace of spirit was like a divine lightning bolt in a dark room, instantly illuminating her originally dim eyes.
And her heart.
Just like that, she looked at Yu Yuan in a daze. Her eyes suddenly changed unpredictably, giving birth to countless complicated emotions.
It was as if there were thousands of words coming out of her eyes.
Joy, joy, and satisfaction completely replaced resentment, resentment, and grievance.
In the end, there was only one emotion in her eyes.
She wanted Yu Yuan to live well.
— Don't worry about her.
In front of the rock wall, Yu Yuan looked up at her and took a deep breath.
"Wu Xiting of Mount Dongyang."
She didn't say anything, but these six words screamed in Yu Yuan's heart.
He had never thought that the backup he had prepared for his reincarnation, after three hundred years of evolution, would actually become such a high-level intelligent creature.
From the moment she came out of the miasma and turned into the short girl with the black hand, a special feeling that he had never felt before grew in Yu Yuan's heart.
"I don't need you to protect me anymore. I'm three hundred years late. It's my turn to protect you."
There were many caves on the rock wall, but only one of them didn't have poisonous smoke flowing out.
That cave had once been filled with Yin Chi Astral Wind.
Suddenly, the Yin Chi Astral Wind, which had stopped because she was severely injured and nailed to the rock wall, roared out again.
It didn't go towards Wu Xiting or Mei Qiurong, but towards Yu Yuan.
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