The nine suns circled around her. The flames on Xi Chan's body grew stronger and stronger. She was bathed in the flames of the sun, looking like a true goddess of the sun. Devastating waves of fire swept out around her.
"Boom!" Xi Chan took a step forward and suddenly sped up towards Xia Qingyuan. The Flames of the Nine Suns burned the heavens and the earth as she stepped forward. Nine beams of divine light shot out towards Xia Qingyuan.
The lotus in front of Xia Qingyuan opened and closed, blocking the divine light of the nine suns. However, a devastating wave of heat slammed into her body. That dazzling figure shot towards her as if she had turned into a sun. The ferocious waves of fire were about to devour the space before she even arrived.
Xia Qingyuan formed seals with her hands, and countless lotus flowers bloomed around her. Calamity swords flowed within the petals of the lotus flowers. Devastating currents shot towards Xi Chan, destroying everything in their path.
However, Xi Chan ignored them and charged straight at her. Rumble … Violent waves of air destroyed everything. Flames of the Way swept towards Xi Chan as the calamity swords burst forth. They shot towards Xi Chan in a frenzy. Xi Chan did not slow down at all. She moved like lightning as she raised her arm and threw a punch. The violent flames contained terrifying explosive power. The calamity swords were destroyed in an instant.
"The Divine Body of Nine Suns." Xi Chan's body was like the sun at that moment. She had transformed into the Divine Body of Nine Suns, capable of destroying everything in front of her. Her destructive power was extremely terrifying.
The calamity swords were destroyed in a frenzy, and the lotus flowers were destroyed. Xia Qingyuan retreated into the air, but Xi Chan was like a sun falling from the sky. She pressed forward with indomitable will. It seemed as if nothing could stop her.
Boom, boom, boom … A series of explosions were heard as Xia Qingyuan's attacks continued to be destroyed. The divine light on her body became even more dazzling. She looked like an empress. Countless lotus petals opened and closed, turning into a single lotus flower. Thousands of calamity swords gathered around her, turning into a terrifying storm of calamity. It circled around her, growing stronger and stronger.
Terrifying rumbles were heard as the two of them chased each other through the air like two beams of light. Xi Chan was bathed in flames and charged forward like a fireball of the sun. At that moment, Xia Qingyuan finally launched a counterattack. She pointed at Xi Chan, who was chasing after her.
Suddenly, the countless catastrophe swords around her exploded in an instant, turning into a dragon of catastrophe. Terrifying light of catastrophe rained down as the swords descended. The dragon of catastrophe blasted downwards, colliding with Xi Chan's body. The Divine Body of Nine Suns continued to destroy the catastrophe, but the dragon of catastrophe seemed to have no end. It roared and roared as it descended, drowning the sky.
The elites of the Red Dragon Army did not leave. Instead, they set up defenses to prevent the shockwaves from their battle from reaching Skyfire Avenue. Everyone else stared at the battle in the Void and felt their hearts tremble. The battle between the two women had been so shocking. Their attacks were frighteningly strong.
Ye Futian was also watching the battle in the air. He could sense that Xi Chan was very powerful. Otherwise, the Saint Lord of Jiuyang of the Xi clan would not have allowed Xi Chan to fight against Xia Qingyuan. How could he not know that the daughter of Renhuang would be very powerful?
It was clear that he was very confident in Xi Chan.
Furthermore, Xi Chan's plane was slightly higher than Xia Qingyuan's. After all, Xia Qingyuan had only been a Saint for a short time. Although they were both at the Proving Holiness Plane, Xia Qingyuan's aura was slightly weaker.
At that moment, an even more brilliant beam of sunlight shot out. Xi Chan's Divine Body of Nine Suns charged forward, destroying the catastrophe dragon and slamming into Xia Qingyuan's body. It seemed as if it was going to destroy her.
However, in the next moment, many of Xia Qingyuan's figures appeared in the air. Every one of them was standing on a lotus, and the petals of the catastrophe sword howled.
Xi Chan stood in the middle. The light of the Goddess of the Sun was dazzling. Her eyes swept around, but she was unable to lock onto Xia Qingyuan's real body.
At that moment, many of Xia Qingyuan's figures performed hand seals at the same time. Strands of powerful aura burst out, and the catastrophe sword howled. Their voices rang through the air at the same time.
"Thousand Catastrophes, Ten Thousand Shadows, Lotus Gives Birth to All Things." Many voices rang out at the same time, seeming to resonate with the world around them. More lotus flowers appeared in the sky, and every lotus had Xia Qingyuan's figure, as well as catastrophe swords.
A truly suffocating, destructive pressure appeared in the air. Endless lotus petals circled around Xi Chan, and catastrophe swords flowed around her. They grew stronger and stronger, burying the world around them. A terrifying hurricane of catastrophe swords was born in that space.
Hurricanes and storms swept towards Xi Chan, who was in the middle. Each storm was formed by the convergence of countless catastrophe swords. Xi Chan rushed in a direction, trying to break out of the siege. Her violent attacks blasted into the hurricane, but they were unable to destroy it. Even she herself was almost caught in it.
Xia Qingyuan stood outside the storm, staring straight ahead. Her clothes fluttered in the wind, and she looked incredibly beautiful. Her will resonated with the world around them, and the great path was connected. It was as if she was the master of the great path at that moment.
The nine suns hovered in the sky, circling around Xi Chan. She shouted, and the nine suns shot out flames at the same time, engulfing the storm of catastrophe swords and exploding wildly. However, the storm was bathed in flames and was unable to melt or destroy it. It became even stronger as it swept towards Xi Chan.
At that moment, Xi Chan's face was rather pale. The Saint Lord of Jiuyang, who was in the air, knew that Xi Chan had lost.
It seemed that the daughter of Emperor Xia was one of the most powerful descendants of Renhuang. She was a very powerful one.
As one of the top forces in Jianmu City in the Crimson Dragon Realm, the Xi clan had naturally had many dealings with Renhuang forces. Not every descendant of Renhuang was this powerful.
"Xi Chan, that's enough," the Saint Lord of Jiuyang said. Said the Saint Lord of Jiuyang. Suddenly, Xi Chan looked up into the void, her face slightly pale. The terrible storm of swords subsided and gradually dissipated. The light of the sun on Xi Chan's body also dimmed as she stared at Xia Qingyuan.
Xi Chan turned around and walked away. She did not apologize. It was obvious that she was still upset.
Xia Qingyuan did not really expect an apology, but since the Xi clan had been so forceful and wanted to take them away, there was no way she would hand over the Flames of the Way.
The cultivators of the Xi clan all left. The Saint Lord of Jiuyang in the air also turned into flames and disappeared.
Xi Chan had been defeated, and the Xi clan no longer wanted the Flames of the Way.
"Let's go," said Ye Futian. He had wanted to stay in Jianmu City for a while and cultivate under the Jianmu Tree to get a feel for how suitable Jianmu City was for cultivating the Way of Flames. However, it seemed that he could not stay in Jianmu City for now. He would return to Qianye City first.
The Flames of the Way were rather troublesome to handle.
"City Lord Ye." At that moment, someone stopped Ye Futian and the others. Ye Futian looked up and saw that it was the young man who had told Xi Chan to take them away.
The young man was followed by several cultivators. They were obviously from clans as well.
Many people in Jianmu City recognized him. He was also a disciple of the Chang clan, one of the top forces in Jianmu City. He had a good relationship with the Xi clan.
The young man's name was Chang Huai. He was a Saint and had outstanding talent. He had been pursuing Xi Chan for a long time, wanting to use her to form a marriage alliance with the Xi clan.
"What do you want?" Ye Futian's voice was rather cold. There was no way he would be polite to someone who wanted to take them away.
"This Flames of the Way is useful to me. Can you name a price, City Lord Ye? I'm willing to trade for it, "Chang Huai said to Ye Futian with a smile. He was gentle and refined, and there was no trace of the overbearing attitude he had before.
"No deal," Ye Futian refused decisively and was about to walk past Chang Huai and the others.
Chang Huai's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled and said, "City Lord Ye is only a Doctrine Saint, but you are already a City Lord. You can be said to be the number one City Lord around Crimson Dragon City. However, as a Saint, you are standing behind a woman. Don't you think it's a little inappropriate?"
Ye Futian and the others stopped in their tracks. Xia Qingyuan glanced at him coldly and said, "You have a problem with that?"
Ye Futian looked at Chang Huai and said with a smile, "You're indeed not like some people. I'm afraid that no one will pay attention to you even if they want to. You want this Flames of the Way. Are you going to give it to Xi Chan?"
As he said this, he continued to walk away. Chang Huai had appeared beside Xi Chan before, but she seemed to have ignored him.
Seeing that Xi Chan and the others had not taken back the Flames of the Way, Chang Huai wanted to trade for it. No one knew if it was because of Xi Chan.
Ye Futian and the others walked away. Their figures flashed down the paths below, quickly leaving this place.
After they left, Chang Huai smiled and said in a low voice, "The City Lord of Qianye City is really good at borrowing power. I have to admit that this is indeed a kind of ability."
He had sent Yu Sheng to the Regional Palace and had Emperor Xia's Realm as his shield. He had Yaya to protect him outside, and Xia Qingyuan to stand up for him. He had not done much himself, had he?
When everyone heard Chang Huai's words, they thought that this was indeed the case. Ye Futian had not even done much, so they did not know what level of strength he had.
Many people had seen the Battle of the Crimson River and thought that since he was the City Lord of Qianye City, he might be on par with Yu Sheng. After all, Yu Sheng listened to him.
But the truth would probably only be known after a battle.
Ye Futian did not care about what Chang Huai said. After the group left, Xia Qingyuan looked at him and said, "Don't mind it."
"Princess, you shouldn't mind it." Ye Futian smiled and did not say anything else. They moved quickly and left Jianmu City. Ye Futian looked back and felt that it was a bit of a pity. He had lost a lot of sacred spirit stones. The next time he wanted to enter, he would have to pay again.
Yaya conjured a sword of the void. The group stepped onto the sword and immediately shot into the sky, disappearing in an instant.
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