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Refine!
Wang Yi clasped his hands together, integrating the pure Vermilion Bird Blood into his body, beginning to absorb it.
As the Vermilion Bird Blood merged with his body, Wang Yi felt as if he were in a furnace, his entire being burning with unbearable heat.
"Ah!" The process of the Vermilion Bird Blood flowing through his veins was excruciating, as if millions of ants were biting him, causing Wang Yi to cry out in pain.
"Prince, hold on! Once you get through this, you will fear no flame in this world; you can even wield it for yourself," the Fire Spirit said excitedly.
"Mm." Wang Yi nodded heavily.
Time slowly passed, and the process of refining the Vermilion Bird Blood was incredibly slow, making Wang Yi feel as if each day lasted a year.
He did not know how long had passed when Wang Yi finally opened his eyes.
Whoosh!
Wang Yi threw a punch, and immediately a ball of flame burst forth from his fist. The air under this fiery punch seemed scorched by flames, emitting a sharp and piercing sound.
Buzz!
Suddenly, there was a swelling sensation in his Dantian, followed by a rumble. Wang Yi felt that his strength had more than doubled: Nine Levels of Profound Realm.
"Not bad, not bad! Prince, your Fire Spirit Body has now been formed. You possess two types of flames; I believe you can even contend with a Breakthrough Level Four warrior," the Fire Spirit praised.
"Breakthrough." Wang Yi murmured, his eyes shining brightly as he took out three Broken Pills.
"Prince, what are you doing?" The Fire Spirit was taken aback when he saw Wang Yi swallow all three Broken Pills at once. "Prince, no! Although you have reached the Nine Levels of Profound Realm now, you are not yet accustomed to this level of power. Attempting to break through to Breakthrough will be incredibly difficult."
"Time simply does not allow me to wait any longer." Wang Yi said calmly, "Although I know the hope of breaking through is slim right now, it's still better than nothing. You don't need to persuade me anymore." As he finished speaking, a gurgling sound came from his throat, and then Wang Yi felt a powerful surge of Vital Energy flooding into his body.
"Sigh." Fire Spirit let out a long sigh but did not try to persuade Wang Yi any further, as he understood that Wang Yi's reason for returning to the Song Kingdom was revenge. Zhou Mengling was a powerful expert at the fifth level of Breakthrough, so Wang Yi urgently needed to enhance his strength in order to face the upcoming crisis.
However, the probability of Wang Yi breaking through with three Broken Pills was almost negligible. It should be noted that a Broken Pill contained immense energy; even one could increase a Profound Realm Warrior's chances of breaking through by three levels. But this did not mean that more Broken Pills were better; on the contrary, it was quite the opposite.
The energy contained in a single Broken Pill was already the limit that a Nine Levels of Profound Realm warrior could withstand. A Profound Realm Warrior could only consume one Broken Pill at most; taking too many could lead to serious injury or even death. What truly worried Fire Spirit was that Wang Yi had only recently broken through to the Nine Levels of Profound Realm and had not yet stabilized his realm. The risk of exploding from overexertion was quite significant.
Boom!
The Vital Energy flowed through Wang Yi's meridians like a great river, and he felt as if thousands of rivers were crashing against his body, nearly overwhelming him with this power.
But to Wang Yi's surprise, whenever his meridians could not bear the strain, a stream of clear energy would overflow from the Mysterious Pearl and dissolve this terrifying force. This was something he had never anticipated, and even Fire Spirit was taken aback.
"This... this is truly incredible," Fire Spirit said in astonishment, unable to find words.
After about a cup of tea's time had passed, Wang Yi's entire body erupted with a thunderous sound, followed by a burst of flames radiating from him. In an instant, this flame was drawn back into his body.
Breakthrough!
Wang Yi's eyes sparkled with brilliance, and a faint smile appeared on his lips as he said, "This is the power I wanted."
"Prince, where did you get that pearl inside you?" Fire Spirit hurriedly asked upon seeing Wang Yi awaken from his breakthrough.
"I don't know either," Wang Yi replied after a moment's pause. Fire Spirit had indeed discovered the existence of the pearl within him.
"Don't know?" Fire Spirit exclaimed in surprise.
"That's right; I also don't know where this pearl came from," Wang Yi nodded in agreement.
"Indeed, even I, an old man of vast experience, have never heard of it. Perhaps I have seen this pearl before; it is not surprising that you do not know." The Fire Spirit muttered to itself, "This pearl is truly remarkable; it can help you through perilous situations, a rare treasure indeed."
Wang Yi smiled. If the Fire Spirit knew that this pearl could also heal injuries, it would be even more astonished.
"It is time to go back and take a look." Wang Yi gazed at the bright moon outside the window, sighed softly, and murmured.
However, what Wang Yi did not expect was that Xiao Xuan had left only a letter behind. Thanking Brother Wang for saving her life, Xiao Xuan expressed her inability to repay him and stated that she would rather die than live with the hatred of her father's murderers. She asked Brother Wang to forgive her for leaving without saying goodbye.
"Sigh." Wang Yi looked at the letter in his hand and sighed deeply, hoping that Xiao Xuan would not seek out Emperor Xie or Ghost Cold. After all, with her strength, it would be a dead end. He thought to himself, "Since I have promised her that if I gain strength, I will definitely help her take revenge. After all, I killed Emperor Xie's three sons; if he finds out, I will also face slaughter."
Kaiyang Sect!
"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"
Looking around, the entire Kaiyang Sect was filled with cries of killing. On the White Jade Steps, corpses were scattered everywhere, blood flowing freely.
In the Martial Arts Plaza, bodies lay everywhere, blood forming rivers.
Thousands of Wen Cang Sect disciples surged forward, while Kaiyang Sect disciples suffered countless casualties and were forced to retreat to the Kaiyang Great Hall.
"Elder Yang, you must lead the disciples to escape from the back mountain immediately and preserve the last remnants of our Kaiyang Sect bloodline." Liu Bei was covered in blood as he glanced at the dozens of injured disciples behind him and gritted his teeth.
Within Kaiyang Sect's Outer Sect, only a few dozen disciples remained: Iron Curtain, Li Gang, Jin Qinghan, Zhang Liao, Fang Cheng, Xiao Hao, Yuan Cheng, Chen Zhong, Hong Gang, Niu Meng, and others.
"No! Sect Master, you cannot die! You are the hope of our Kaiyang Sect. As long as you are here in Kaiyang Sect, we will survive; if you fall, Kaiyang Sect will perish." Yang Kaihe wiped the blood from his face and urged urgently, "Let me hold them off while you lead the other disciples away. We will rise again in the future and take revenge for us."
"Sect Master, there is no time to lose! You must lead them away while Elder Yang and I hold them off; otherwise it will be too late." Liu Ba said anxiously.
"No! I Liu Bei am a dignified sect master; I am not one to fear death. Elder Yang and Elder Liu, listen carefully: as the thirteenth sect master of Kaiyang Sect, I command you to lead Iron Curtain and the others down from the back Mountain Base immediately." Liu Bei's expression turned cold; although his voice was calm, it carried an undeniable authority that left no room for dissent.
"Master..."
Yang Kaihe and the others bowed in unison, wanting to persuade him, but suddenly felt a powerful aura enveloping them, rendering them speechless.
"Master."
Iron Curtain, Niu Meng, and the others knelt down on the ground.
"Descend the mountain," Liu Bei said with a stern expression.
"Yes." Yang Kaihe and the others dared not disobey and could only nod.
At that moment, Yunhe, the leader of Wen Cang Sect, led the strong members of Wen Cang Sect to surround them, coldly saying, "Listen up, Kaiyang Sect is doomed. Those who surrender will be spared."
"Those who surrender will be spared."
"Those who surrender will be spared..."
The disciples of Wen Cang Sect shouted in unison while waving their blades.
"Bastard! I'll fight you!" Niu Meng glared at the disciples of Wen Cang Sect outside the hall in anger but was stopped by the icy Jin Qinghan, who coldly said, "Niu Meng, do not act impulsively. With your mere Mystic Realm Threefold cultivation, going out will only lead to death. Do not throw away your life in vain."
"Ah!" Niu Meng roared and shouted at Jin Qinghan, "Are we just going to escape like this?"
Seeing Jin Qinghan remain silent, Niu Meng loudly declared, "If you want to leave, go ahead. I, Niu Meng, will never abandon Kaiyang Sect. Even if I die, I will die together with Kaiyang Sect."
"This is my last warning: those who surrender will be spared," Yunhe laughed heartily, looking quite pleased with himself.
"I am willing," Wang Zhou trembled with fear in his bulging body.
“Bastard, go die!” Niu Meng said as he stepped forward and threw a punch at Wang Zhou, who spat blood and was sent flying.
“Stop!” Liu Bei shouted, waving his hand. “Niu Meng, let him go!” After a pause, he continued, “Those who want to leave can go!”
“Master…” Niu Meng exclaimed in surprise, hurriedly speaking up.
“I’m letting them go,” Liu Bei roared.
“I’m willing.”
“I’m willing.”
Before long, only half of the dozens of disciples remained.
“Gang'er, we’re leaving,” Li Jianren said as he pulled the bewildered Li Gang out of Kaiyang Great Hall.
“Elder Li…” Liu Ba didn’t expect Li Jianren to be such a coward, his face filled with anger.
“Do you want to destroy our Kaiyang Sect?” Xiao Renyi sighed deeply, looking dejected.
“You all can leave too!” Liu Bei glanced around at Yang Kaihe and the others, waving his hand slowly.
“Master, we are willing to live and die with Kaiyang Sect,” Yuan Cheng said resolutely.
“Willing to live and die with Kaiyang Sect,” Niu Meng shouted as he raised his fist.
“Swearing to live and die with Kaiyang Sect,” everyone shouted in unison.
“Hahaha, Liu Bei, I didn’t expect your Kaiyang Sect to have this today,” Yunhe said smugly. “Liu Bei, considering our long acquaintance, as long as you are willing to lead all the disciples of Kaiyang Sect to surrender to me, I will make you the deputy master of Wen Cang Sect. What do you think?”
"Don't even think about it!"
The cold and ruthless voice came from Liu Bei, whose face was ashen.
"In that case, you can't blame me." Yunhe waved his hand and said coldly, "Kill them!"
"Kill!"
With the order given, the four Elders of Wen Cang Sect—Zhao Daoli, Qian Zhongshu, Sun Tainan, and Li Tong—immediately surrounded and attacked.
"Kill!"
Liu Bei shouted loudly, and the Yin-Yang Sword slashed out, releasing a sword energy several dozen feet long. The black and white sword energies were dazzling and seemed almost tangible. With a rumble, over a hundred disciples of Wen Cang Sect turned into a rain of blood. The Martial Arts Plaza was split in two under this terrifying sword energy, revealing a crack several feet wide.
"Everyone step aside." Yunhe's expression turned cold as he charged forward, striking directly at Liu Bei. Vital Energy condensed into a Giant Palm Print, pressing down on Liu Bei like a mountain.
The air exploded under this unmatched pressure, and the terrifying palm wind descended like a storm, instantly killing Fang Cheng and Xiao Hao.
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