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Aotian was sent flying like a kite with a severed string after receiving a blow from Night Demon. Behind him, Night Demon followed closely, clearly intent on delivering a fatal strike to Aotian.
However, Aoyan, standing nearby, would not allow this to happen.
With a swift movement, Aoyan appeared before Night Demon like a ghost, completely blocking the force of Night Demon's attack aimed at Aotian.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The fierce energy scattered in all directions, resembling a cataclysmic storm that swept away the surrounding dust and debris. The intense battle scene was soon obscured by the swirling dust and smoke.
Aotian looked at the flying debris and felt a sense of dread; it seemed that Night Demon had not fought with full strength during their earlier confrontation.
This made Aotian inwardly exclaim "lucky."
However, when Aotian sensed the surging power of the Transformation Technique within him, he couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.
"Kid, pretty impressive. I didn't expect you to actually break through to the Acquired Seventh Layer at the last moment," Yan's voice sounded with a hint of surprise.
Clearly, Aotian's last-minute breakthrough exceeded Yan's expectations.
Upon hearing this familiar voice, Aotian smirked but did not respond, clearly feeling some resentment towards Yan's previous indifference.
"Hey, kid, if you call me every time you encounter difficulties, then what's the point of your training? You might as well stay in Ning City at your home!" Yan seemed to sense what Aotian was thinking and spoke up immediately.
Aotian couldn't help but twitch his mouth. In truth, he bore no ill will towards Yan; he was just somewhat displeased with Yan's lack of concern. As Yan said, if one always relied on others in times of danger while hiding behind them, they would never achieve any real training results.
Just like this time; if Aotian had followed the usual path to break through to the Acquired Sixth Layer, it would have taken at least another month. But now, he had broken through in an instant. The difference between these two scenarios was like heaven and earth.
At that moment, a muffled groan suddenly echoed through the arena. Though the sound was not loud, it caused Aotian's heart to hang in suspense.
Because that voice belonged to Aoyan.
Sister Yan was injured!
Thinking of this, a flicker of killing intent flashed in Aotian's eyes. It was easy to imagine that if anything happened to Aoyan, Aotian could very well go insane.
"Thud."
A dull crashing sound echoed, and two figures were sent flying out from the swirling dust.
When Aotian saw the condition of the two, he couldn't help but gasp in shock.
Aoyan's face was pale, with traces of blood seeping from the corners of her mouth. Her once neat clothing was now in disarray, with some parts even torn, revealing a glimpse of her radiant figure.
On the other side, Night Demon appeared extremely ethereal, as if it could dissipate at any moment. Its once formidable aura now seemed quite feeble.
Aotian's eyes were filled with astonishment. He knew that Aoyan was a martial artist of Innate Fivefold, and yet this Night Demon could fight her to a standstill. Did that mean this Night Demon was also an Innate Fivefold Night Demon?!
Thinking this, Aotian looked at the Night Demon with even more wariness.
Suddenly, Night Demon let out a piercing shriek, and Aotian's expression changed drastically.
The sound signified that Night Demon was summoning its companions. Given that this Innate Realm Night Demon issued a "call," it meant that all those coming would also be Innate Realm Night Demons.
Imagining thousands of Innate Realm Night Demons closing in around him like a tide, Aotian couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.
Aoyan's expression also shifted slightly. Then, gritting her teeth, she formed intricate hand seals with both hands. A powerful aura surged into the sky.
"Ice Phoenix Seal!"
A chilling voice escaped Aoyan's lips as the mysterious hand seals rapidly coalesced into a palm-sized Divine Seal in front of her. The Divine Seal bore a vividly lifelike Ice Phoenix.
Though this Divine Seal was small in size, it radiated an overwhelming aura that seemed capable of shaking the heavens and earth.
"This... what is this?" Aotian stared wide-eyed at the palm-sized Divine Seal.
"Ice Phoenix Seal; it is one of the inherited martial arts of the Phoenix Clan," Yan said calmly.
"But how does Sister Yan know this Ice Phoenix Seal?" Aotian asked in confusion.
To know, Aoyan probably doesn't even know what race she belongs to, so how could she understand the martial arts of the Phoenix Clan?
"Those powerful races can engrave martial arts into the Bloodline of their members, passing it down through generations. This Ice Phoenix Seal must be the martial arts that just protected the owner of the Ice Phoenix Bloodline, imprinted in the little girl's Mind."
"Impressive!" Aotian couldn't help but exclaim after hearing this.
Engraving martial arts into the Bloodline is a Heaven-Defying method that Aotian had never heard of before.
On the other side, Night Demon seemed to sense a deadly crisis from that palm-sized Divine Seal, and its eerie howls grew louder, clearly aware that it might not be able to withstand Aoyan's attack this time.
"Whoosh."
At that moment, the Divine Seal, carrying an aura seemingly capable of suppressing heaven and earth, rushed towards Night Demon. The Ice Phoenix on top of the Divine Seal appeared to flap its wings continuously, sending a chilling air that shook the surroundings.
The Divine Seal seemed to penetrate space itself, appearing in front of Night Demon in an instant. At this moment, if Night Demon wanted to retreat, it would be too late; thus, it could only take it head-on!
"Bang."
As soon as Night Demon's arm touched the Divine Seal, it instantly turned into nothingness.
The Divine Seal slammed heavily onto Night Demon's chest under Aotian's astonished gaze. In an instant, the previously evenly matched Night Demon against Aoyan vanished without a trace. On the dark red ground, only a chicken egg-sized Night Crystal remained.
"Not good, Aotian, hurry and leave here!" The voice of Yan jolted the still-shocked Aotian awake.
Just as Aotian was about to ask a question, he sensed dozens of auras approaching rapidly from not far away, not much weaker than the previous Night Demon.
Aotian's expression changed. He quickly picked up the Night Crystal from the ground and rushed to Aoyan's side.
"Sister Yan, we need to go quickly; many Night Demons are coming this way."
Aoyan's face was pale, her vision blurred; clearly, using the Ice Phoenix Seal was not easy for her:
"I have gathered all my strength into the Ice Phoenix Seal. At this moment, I have no strength left to escape." There was exhaustion in Aoyan's tone.
Aotian's face changed, but after thinking about it, he felt it was normal. If such a terrifying attack could be unleashed casually, then the Phoenix Clan would be too overpowered.
"I'll carry you!"
Aotian quickly said. Without waiting for Aoyan to agree, he lifted her delicate body onto his back.
The softness of her form made Aotian reluctant to let go.
"If you dare to touch me inappropriately, I'll chop you up!" Aoyan said, her face flushed.
Aotian awkwardly smiled, carrying Aoyan as he stepped into Dragon's Dance and vanished from the spot.
Faintly, the boy's voice could be heard:
"Sister Yan, what are you afraid of? Sooner or later, you'll have to let me touch you!"
The journey was initially silent, but soon Aoyan delivered a sharp "Dragon Claw Hand" to the tender flesh at his waist, causing the boy to let out a scream...
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