In a sea of lightning, an imposing figure stood there, receiving the bombardment of thousands of lightning bolts.
This figure was Li Yunfei, ranked second on the Mystic Honorable Leaderboard. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and waved his hand. A shining talisman flew into his hand.
"The seventh level of the Blazing Mountain?"
"Interesting. I hope it's not too weak."
Li Yunfei smiled. Then, the talisman in his hand burned rapidly.
At the same time, in a cultivation room at the bottom of a Spiritual Tower, there was an abundance of Spiritual Qi that turned into visible droplets.
A figure sat cross-legged in the middle of the countless droplets.
It was a young man with a thin face. Although his eyes were closed, he gave off a very sharp feeling. Behind him, there was a blood-red spear that emitted a ferocious aura.
Suddenly, a talisman floated into the cultivation room.
Buzz!
The thin young man suddenly opened his eyes, as if a peerless beast had awakened.
"The seventh level of the Blazing Mountain?"
"Hmph, what's so great about that? If I want to, I can also enter!"
The thin young man smiled coldly. Then, with a flick of his finger, he dispersed the talisman.
"No matter which level you enter, if you dare to oppose Prince Ling Feng, I'll let you know what regret is!"
The young man's voice was cold. He was Willow Lance, ranked fifth on the Mystic Honorable Leaderboard.
At this moment, he had already entered seclusion to prepare for the Demon-Slaying Conference.
The news of Lin Xuan entering the seventh level of the Blazing Mountain quickly spread through the Immortal Martial Academy. Countless martial artists paid special attention to it.
Among them, many were collecting information about Lin Xuan.
After all, such a person would definitely be a strong opponent in the Demon-Slaying Conference.
As the Demon-Slaying Conference approached, many martial artists started to get busy. Disciples of Senmu College could be seen entering and exiting the Blazing Mountain, the Cultivation Room, the Thunder Sea, and various other cultivation places.
The Demon-Slaying Conference was an opportunity for them. Not only could they gain fame and soar, but the final reward was also very tempting.
The Demonic Blood Pool contained rich energy. If they could obtain it, their strength would definitely increase greatly. If they were lucky, it was even possible for them to break through to the next level.
No one would miss out on such a great opportunity.
…
The eighth level of the Blazing Mountain.
Purple flames danced, heat waves surged, and the entire space became incomparably hot. Within the purple flames, there was a figure quietly sitting cross-legged.
Outside his body, there was a shadow of a dark red armor that covered his entire body.
This figure was naturally Lin Xuan's doppelganger. In front of him was a lump of red metal that was constantly changing shape. One could vaguely make out that it was in the shape of a gauntlet.
The rough outline had already appeared, and there were fine veined patterns on it. They intertwined and spiraled together, forming a strange pattern.
These mysterious and strange patterns were inscriptions.
It was these inscriptions that formed the powerful Red Lotus Armor.
His avatar was refining on the eighth floor while Lin Xuan's real body was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the seventh floor. His eyes were closed as he used his soul force to control everything.
More than half a month had passed, and the refining of the Red Lotus Gloves had been more than half completed. It would probably take a few more days to complete.
Lin Xuan's face was a little pale. He had underestimated the consumption of the refining process. If he did not have so many treasures, he would not have been able to persevere.
However, the benefits of persevering were great. His soul force was tempered, and his body was tempered by the purple flames. He was incomparably strong.
What made him even happier was that a gauntlet of the Red Lotus Armor was about to be completed.
Just the shadow alone was already very powerful. Lin Xuan wondered how powerful the complete Red Lotus Armor would be when it was completed.
During this time, the golden figure on the eighth floor had also left.
The scene was so shocking that Lin Xuan almost cried out in surprise.
When the golden figure left, two huge golden wings appeared in the void. It was like a real Golden Crow as it streaked across the void.
Wherever it passed, golden feathers condensed from spiritual energy floated down. The temperature of the feathers was not any weaker than the purple flames on the eighth floor.
Although Lin Xuan did not know the other party's true cultivation, it was definitely not weak. It should be a peerless powerhouse.
Fortunately, the other party did not pay attention to him. With a flash of his body, he disappeared from the Flaming Mountain.
In the following days, Lin Xuan methodically refined the armor, and the atmosphere in Senmu College became more and more lively.
The Demon-Slaying Conference was finally about to begin.
"It's going to start in three days. Why isn't Brother Xuan back yet?" Wang Li and the others were a little anxious.
Murong Qingcheng also snorted. "Where did this guy go?"
Fortunately, Lin Xuan finally appeared a day later. He had a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were full of excitement.
After more than 20 days of hard work, the gauntlet of the Red Lotus Armor was finally completed.
He tested its power. It was extremely terrifying and could kill a fourth-level Supremacy.
However, it consumed a lot of energy. With Lin Xuan's current strength, he could only use it once. It could be used as a life-saving item.
In addition to its powerful attack, the gauntlet could also be used as a defensive item. It was a part of the Red Lotus Armor, so one could imagine how hard it was.
He had used up most of the materials to make the gauntlet, but he still had more than half of the Phoenix Blood Scarlet Gold left. He estimated that the Phoenix Blood Scarlet Gold he had was enough to refine the entire Red Lotus Armor.
However, the other materials needed would have to be collected slowly.
Lin Xuan was looking forward to seeing how powerful the Red Lotus Armor would be when he refined it.
…
Three days later, the atmosphere in Senmu College reached its peak. Countless people were excited, waiting for the Demon-Slaying Conference to begin.
Lin Xuan and the others also headed towards Zhenwu Lake. Among them, the members of the Dragon Sword Pavilion were extremely excited.
Of course, most of them did not have the qualifications to participate in the Demon-Slaying Conference. Among the freshmen, only Lin Xuan, Murong Qingcheng, and a few others could participate.
However, this did not affect their excitement.
Countless members of the Dragon Sword Pavilion surrounded Lin Xuan, cheering for Lin Xuan.
"Brother Xuan, go for it! Kill everyone and become the champion of the Demon-Slaying Conference!"
"Yes, charge into the top ten of the Mystic Sovereign Leaderboard and make our Dragon Sword Pavilion the number one society in Senmu College!"
Everyone cheered. They had unlimited expectations for Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan smiled and led the members of the Dragon Sword Pavilion towards Zhenwu Lake.
At the same time, a thin figure slowly walked out from the depths of the Spirit Tower.
On his back, he carried a blood-colored spear that was taller than a person. His entire body was extremely fierce, and his killing intent was shocking.
"Lin Xuan, right? You better not let me meet you. Otherwise, I'll make you kneel and beg for mercy!"
Willow Lance sneered. In a flash, he disappeared from the Spirit Tower.
He was not the only one. All the powerhouses in the college moved.
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