As soon as Wu Xiting woke up, he looked at Yu Yuan and wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.
He still had a lingering fear of Yu Yuan, and was instinctively afraid of her.
Evil Wind Valley was filled with experts. There was Mei Qiurong, Long Tianxiao, Guan Xianyun from the Guifu School, and that skinny little girl covered in poison...
But he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear towards any of them.
It was only in front of Yu Yuan that he felt uneasy and uncomfortable all over.
After thinking about it, Wu Xiting realized the reason — he couldn't see through Yu Yuan!
No matter how high Chen Qingyan, Mei Qiurong, Long Tianxiao, and the others' cultivation bases were or how great their backgrounds were, he had a rough idea of how to deal with them.
But Yu Yuan, who had come from Dark Moon City and whom he had never heard of before, seemed to be shrouded in a dense fog. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see his "true appearance"!
Furthermore, the more he came into contact with him, the more intense this feeling became!
He cultivated the Baleful Devil Body Refinement Art, knew the Nine Luminaries Heavenly Wheel, could control the Baleful Astral Wind, could pull out that short spear, and could use the Nine Serenities Frost Flood Dragon's bone to spit out an extremely cold dragon breath in the depths of the cave, instantly freezing him.
Just what kind of background did this kid have?
From the looks of it, the two of them were already familiar with each other?
The patriarch, who had just escaped from the forbidden land of the Fallen Moons and was now hiding in the Jade Peak Mountain Range, was one of the most respected seniors in the sect. Even though his soul was incomplete, and he had turned into an inhuman being, he was still a powerful being in this heaven and earth.
How did Yu Yuan know the ancestor?
Wu Xiting was full of doubts. After saying that he should hurry up and kill Yu Yuan, he suddenly noticed that Anzan Shan's blood shadow didn't seem to have heard him at all.
Wu Xiting's expression was absent-minded as he carefully observed the face of the blood shadow.
The faceless Anzan Shan gave him the feeling that his "expression" was extremely serious.
Anzan Shan didn't look at Yu Yuan. He turned around and focused all his attention on Chen Qingyan.
Wu Xiting went blank for a moment, and a grim look gradually appeared in his eyes.
He also looked at Chen Qingyan and the snakeskin scabbard in Chen Qingyan's hand. Because his soul remembrance and physical body had been frozen, his somewhat sluggish body and mind quickly became active again.
"The scabbard!"
Looking at the unpredictable snakeskin scabbard, Wu Xiting narrowed his eyes slightly before closing them.
He no longer used his eyes to see, but instead used his Yin Soul to sense.
In the Yin Deity's perception, the snakeskin scabbard in Chen Qingyan's hand was no longer an inanimate object. Instead, it was a Frost Dragon that was releasing an extremely cold dragon's breath!
Many people thought that the frost serpent that had been dormant at the bottom of the Frigid Abyss was now coiling around Chen Qingyan's arm!
The cold and harsh aura that could only be nurtured in the depths of the Nine Hells Cold Abyss rose from the snakeskin scabbard and emerged from Chen Qingyan's arm that held the scabbard.
Strange emerald flames seemed to be quietly growing within Chen Qingyan's body.
The jade-green flame was clearly burning, but the aura it emitted was terrifyingly cold.
In an instant, the temperature of the entire dragon cave plummeted!
Thick smoke seemed to be released from Chen Qingyan's body. The smoke was so cold that it could freeze people's bones. It made people want to run away from this dragon cave as far as possible.
The jade-green flame didn't come from the snakeskin scabbard or the Frost Dragon.
— It came from Chen Qingyan's body!
The extremely cold lightning that came from the snakeskin scabbard and the Frost Dragon's bone seemed to be a trigger. It was like a spark that ignited the jade-green flame that was hidden in Chen Qingyan's body.
Chen Qingyan, who was holding the snakeskin scabbard, had a shocked expression on her face, as if she was in some kind of unreal dream.
She frowned slightly, seeming to be in pain and uneasy.
Standing behind her, the tanned and skinny little girl looked at her and quietly took a few steps back.
It was as if the extremely cold smoke and the jade-green flame that was hard to see with the naked eye made the tanned and skinny little girl feel uncomfortable.
"I see."
In the center of the Frost Dragon's bone, Yu Yuan stared blankly at Chen Qingyan for a while before muttering softly.
CRACK! CRACK!
A strange sound came from the Frost Dragon's bone that he was standing in the center.
More cracking sounds came from the Frost Dragon's bone!
He watched as the Frost Dragon's bone moved in a strange way under his eyes. It was surrounded by streaks of light, quietly shrinking, and changing in an incomparably complicated way.
Eventually, the Frost Dragon's bone shrank and morphed into a fine, translucent sword that glittered with sparkling light.
The coldness emanating from the sword was clearly the aura of the Frigid Abyss of the Nine Hells!
The fine sword was made from the Frost Dragon's bone!
The snakeskin scabbard in Chen Qingyan's hand seemed to be a protective talisman. It was as if it had been forged with special means in order to hold the fine sword.
The fine sword was jade-green, as wide as two fingers, and about a meter long.
At first glance, the fine sword looked like a clear, jade-green river.
However, the coldness emanating from the fine sword made everyone feel uncomfortable. Just by looking at the fine sword, they would feel a chill in their souls.
In a split second, Yu Yuan discovered that the Frost Dragon of the Nine Hells' bone had completely disappeared.
Attracted by the snakeskin scabbard, the jade-green fine sword condensed into a streak of jade-green light that flew towards Chen Qingyan like a flood dragon entering the sea.
As soon as the fine sword entered the scabbard, the Frost Dragon of the Nine Hells, which was once famous throughout the Haoran and born in the Frigid Abyss of the Nine Hells, seemed to merge into one.
FIZZ!
Jade-Green flames rose from Chen Qingyan's palm, enveloped the snakeskin scabbard, and burrowed into it.
It was as if it was refining the fine sword with the jade-green flames.
Chen Qingyan's eyes were closed, and he seemed to be in a trance. All of his actions seemed to be instinctive.
After the Frost Dragon disappeared, Yu Yuan stood there by himself and looked calmly at Chen Qingyan.
WHOOSH!
A streak of light flashed by, and the dark-skinned girl suddenly landed beside Yu Yuan.
As the girl flashed by, drops of rain fell from the sky.
They fell on Mei Qiurong's body, which was lying on the ground.
Then, thick smoke suddenly rose from the Xuantianzong guest, who had been silent for a long time.
Mei Qiurong's fleshly body was reduced to a pool of blood in the thick smoke.
The blood shadow that Anzan Shan had morphed into seemed to take a look at Mei Qiurong, but didn't do anything after seeing her reduced to a pool of blood.
Wu Xiting pondered for a moment, then called out in a low voice.
The Primordial Flame Mirror, which should have been outside, was summoned by his power, and instantly flew over like a streak of crimson flame.
Holding the Primordial Flame Mirror in his hand, Wu Xiting shone it at Mei Qiurong's corpse.
Mei Qiurong's three souls flew out from the corpse and were pulled into the Primordial Fire Mirror. They were either refined or imprisoned by Wu Xiting. It was up to him to decide.
"Heaven Palace Seal!"
Wu Xiting took a deep breath and made a grabbing motion with his free hand.
Because of Mei Qiurong's death, the ownerless Heavenly Palace Seal instantly fell towards Wu Xiting.
"Boom!"
Balls of blood-red light blossomed in Wu Xiting's palm, enveloping the strange seal.
Even now, Chen Qingyan still hadn't opened her eyes. She was still holding the snakeskin scabbard, but green flames rose from her body to cleanse and refine the thin sword that had been transformed from the bones of the frost serpent.
Anzan Shan didn't disturb her, and remained vigilant, as if he knew that she wasn't easy to deal with.
Wu Xiting took the Heaven Palace Seal and saw that she still had her eyes closed. Evil thoughts suddenly rose in his heart, and he asked tentatively, "Patriarch?"
The blood shadow that Anzan Shan had morphed into suddenly shook, like a flickering crimson flame. His soul awareness was also born in an instant.
However, Wu Xiting didn't understand it immediately.
Chen Qingyan, who was refining the sword with her eyes closed, instinctively sensed Wu Xiting's evil intentions. Without opening her eyes, she pointed at Wu Xiting with the hand that held the snakeskin scabbard.
A streak of green sword light flew out of the scabbard.
In an instant, the cold mist that lingered in the Dragon Cave all converged into the jade-green sword light.
Wu Xiting's face turned pale with fright as he abruptly shot upwards.
The green sword light flashed and pierced through his abdomen. The frigid power from the deepest part of the Frigid Depths of the Nine Hell once again broke out in Wu Xiting's body.
CRUNCH!
Unlike the frost serpent's aura, the green sword light wasn't meant to freeze his flesh and soul awareness.
Instead, it was freezing!
CRUNCH! CRUNCH!
Wu Xiting's abdomen, which had been pierced through by the green sword light, froze and then exploded on its own!
He let out a howl and cursed, "Little bitch!" Just as he was about to cast a soul magic, he discovered that Yin Chi Gales had appeared in his sea of awareness.
As he sensed the chilly wind blowing towards him, waves of flames suddenly appeared in his calm sea of awareness.
This unique fleshly body of his could instinctively resist the Yin Chi Astral Wind, and wasn't afraid of being penetrated by it.
But now, his fleshly body had been pierced through by the green sword light, and the Yin Chi Gales were hidden within it. As the frigid power froze and cracked his flesh, they rushed into his sea of awareness.
Chen Qingyan had only pointed his finger at him, and the green sword light that carried Yin Chi Gales and frigid power had severely injured him.
Wu Xiting trembled as he looked down at his abdomen, where pieces of flesh had frozen and exploded. Sensing the violent changes in his sea of awareness, he looked at Chen Qingyan with a face full of fear.
Chen Qingyan's eyes were still closed, as if he didn't know what was going on.
Anzan Shan, who was in the form of a blood shadow, warned Wu Xiting with his soul. Seeing that Wu Xiting didn't understand what he meant, he knew that he was in trouble.
When Chen Qingyan followed his instincts and pointed his sword at Wu Xiting, who was harboring evil intentions, Anzan Shan realized that Wu Xiting, who didn't know what was good for him, was in trouble.
Anzan Shan took another look at Chen Qingyan. Then, without a face, he turned around again.
He looked at Yu Yuan and sent out a wisp of soul awareness.
Yu Yuan frowned slightly. Just as he was about to say something, he found that the blood shadow he had transformed into enveloped Wu Xiting like a blood cloud. After wrapping Wu Xiting up, it flew out of the valley.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Outside the valley, the miasma and smoke surged madly, as if trying to stop them.
Yu Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Forget it."
The unusual movements of the miasma and smoke instantly stopped.
The dark-skinned girl blinked her eyes and looked at him in confusion.
"Anzan Shan is very strong. We can't stop him. If we force him to stay, we might not be able to gain anything," Yu Yuan explained. "I'll remember that Wu Xiting from the Blood God. He's going to die sooner or later."
The girl nodded slightly and stopped insisting.
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