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“Exorcism Essence: Crimson Lotus Dragon Flame Fireball!” With his palm gathering energy at his dantian, Feng Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes. Instantly, it seemed as if a layer of raging fire enveloped his entire body. Clenching his fists tightly, the flames swirling around formed the shape of a giant dragon. With a swing of his sword, he directed it towards the water surface, and in an instant, towering water droplets surged up to a height of thousands of feet, shooting straight into the sky.
“Wow!” Li Yunyang and Lian Cheng Xue looked up in astonishment at the soaring water column in the sky. After a while, the water column exploded in the air with a loud ‘bang,’ and the falling water splashed down like a torrential rain, drenching both of them completely.
“Hahaha!” Feng Qingyang clasped his hands behind his back, and the true energy surrounding him instantly dispersed the falling water, leaving his clothes completely dry.
“Ah-choo!” Li Yunyang couldn’t help but sneeze. Being soaked in the December weather made it hard not to catch a cold. He and Lian Cheng Xue wrung out their wet clothes while asking in surprise, “Master, you clearly used a fire column; why did it turn into a water column when it hit the water?”
Seeing Li Yunyang ask this question, Feng Qingyang immediately performed Azure Wind and returned to the shore. “Good question, Yunyang, Lian Xue. You must remember that this is what I always tell you about transformation forms. Even that Double Dragons is shaped by what you think in your heart; that’s why it changes like that. So from now on, you two need to learn how to turn formless techniques into tangible ones!”
Now it made sense. Lian Cheng Xue realized that the chains in Shirley’s Five-Character Formula were drawn from her mind and then transformed into tangible weapons in her hands!
Li Yunyang and Lian Cheng Xue exchanged glances and jumped into the icy stream. The water reached just above their knees, and stepping on stones felt exceptionally chilling. They took a deep breath and began sketching various tangible objects in their minds.
Feng Qingyang stood on the shore watching as they quickly immersed themselves in contemplation, nodding with satisfaction. “These children can be taught; I hope they can catch up before this battle against the demon army.”
With a wave of his hand, he sheathed his sword. The Azure Wind surged beneath him as he turned and vanished at the edge of the waterfall; there were more important matters to attend to—he needed to find out the whereabouts of the Million Demon Army as soon as possible.
At this moment, in a flat area heading south, a figure suddenly appeared. Agile as a beast, Fire Rat—who had received a special pardon from the Demon Lord—was searching for something.
Suddenly, he stopped at the tip of an Ancient Pine, forming a circle with two fingers. His Red Eyes peered through that circle, surveying the entire open land.
Then his hand suddenly froze, and a cold smile gradually crept across his lips as he spotted a man carrying a Golden Silk Great Ring Blade walking ahead less than fifty kilometers away.
He was too familiar with this large knife; wasn't this the scoundrel Ouyang Zhentian? It was truly a case of finding something without any effort after searching high and low. Fire Rat's fists clenched tightly, and that desire for battle surged once again.
With a whoosh, Fire Rat vanished in a flash of Azure Wind, lightly shaking the branches of the pine tree, which immediately startled Ouyang Zhentian, who was hurrying ahead. He stopped in his tracks and cautiously turned to look behind him.
Strange? Am I being paranoid? Ever since Azure Wind Sword One died, and Saint Ten acquired the Million Demon Army, although the Demon Lord was dead, it was crucial to find out the whereabouts of the Million Demon Army.
Thus, all members of Saint Ten began searching separately. In recent days, they received news from Feng Qingyang that the Demon Lord was dead. Finally, several people felt a weight lifted off their shoulders; all that remained was to eliminate the remaining demon factions to restore peace to the world.
As Ouyang Zhentian pondered this, suddenly a red fireball shot out from his right. He was startled and quickly spun around, barely managing to evade the attack but ended up falling to the ground.
"Who goes there?" Ouyang Zhentian shouted angrily, glancing at the fireball. He saw a giant fireball over two meters tall; as the flames gradually subsided, Fire Rat's dark and fearful face slowly emerged from within.
Fire Rat? Ouyang Zhentian's expression darkened instantly. How did this beast end up here? Without saying a word, he drew his Golden Silk Great Ring Blade from his back and pointed it directly at Fire Rat's nose: "Beast, how dare you appear before me! You must be tired of living!"
"Hehehe, Ouyang Zhentian, long time no see!" Fire Rat said with a mocking tone as he stared at the Golden Silk Great Ring Blade in front of him. Unable to contain his excitement, he licked his lips with his tongue: "I specifically came to find you!"
What? You came specifically to fight me? Ouyang Zhentian's brows shot up in surprise. Hmph! Since I can't find this Million Demon Army, capturing Fire Rat should lead me to what I'm looking for.
Since he had shown up, there was no need for him to search hard anymore. With a swish, he raised his large knife towards the sky; the iron rings clanged loudly, echoing throughout the forest.
Fire Rat's face broke into an excited sneer: "Since the Demon Lord has already agreed for me to unleash my killing spree, then today I'll start with you, scoundrel!"
What? The Demon Lord agreed for him to unleash a killing spree? Strange; wasn't this Demon Lord already dead? Ouyang Zhentian questioned in confusion: "Fire Rat, what nonsense are you talking about? The Demon Lord has long since died at Feng Qingyang's hands!"
"Feng Qingyang?" Fire Rat, upon hearing Ouyang Zhentian's words, doubled over in laughter, exclaiming, "Ah, this is the funniest joke I've heard recently! It's utterly ridiculous! What kind of character is the Demon Lord? The fact that you old geezers think you can kill him is just hilarious!"
Ouyang Zhentian was taken aback by Fire Rat's remarks. Could it be that the Demon Lord was not dead? That couldn't be true; Feng Qingyang had personally sent a message stating that he was dead. How could that be?
Fire Rat's eyes glinted with a wave of Killing Intent. Suddenly, he flashed forward to ambush Ouyang Zhentian. The ground began to erupt beneath them, shaking violently and making it hard to stand. Flames shot up from the cracks, engulfing both of them in an instant. In the vast forest, birds took flight in panic.
About several dozen kilometers away from the battle's perimeter, Xiang Xueer, Lan Ran Qingtian, and their group arrived at the scene. Duck rolled his eyes continuously at Qingtian.
He muttered under his breath, "Damn it, this is so infuriating! I thought with Blackie and Lian Cheng Xue gone, my sister would be all mine. But now Qingtian has popped up again! Great, now her attention is back on him. Plus, with all the recent troubles at his home, she's even more sympathetic and worried about him!"
"Damn it! Damn it!" Duck fumed at this thought, tugging at the few remaining strands of hair on his nearly bald head and grumbling loudly.
Qingtian suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to look behind him. Strange... he felt a chilling wave of Killing Intent aimed directly at the back of his head. What was going on?
Xiang Xueer glanced at Duck's odd behavior and asked, "Duck, what's wrong? You've been mumbling like you're chanting a sutra all the way here. Are you hungry?"
"Shirley, you don't need to pay attention to him; he just ate three buns by himself and isn't hungry at all!" Ling Zhu said with a mischievous grin while ruffling Duck's thinning hair. "I mean, just look at you; how can you compare to anyone else?"
Upon hearing this, Duck looked up and glared at Ling Zhu as if he were a thunderclap ready to explode: "Stupid Ling Zhu! What nonsense are you talking about? How am I not comparable to Qingtian? I have looks; I have a good figure; my skills and intelligence are all better than his!"
"Ah?" Everyone was nearly doubled over with laughter at Duck's declaration. They all gathered around to ruffle his adorable little head: "Alright, alright! You're the most handsome! Wow, all this fuss just for some attention!"
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