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In the Cold Wind Ice Cave, massive ice pillars were connected by iron chains, and the unfortunate Ye Yang was tightly locked atop one of the pillars. The cold air surged around him, and a bone-chilling frost enveloped his body. Glimmers of Ancient Runes faintly appeared on Ye Yang's right arm, signaling the awakening of his Bloodline.
"Is it still not working?"
Ye Yang took a deep breath as the glow on his arm gradually faded. After initially completing the Fire God Warrior Transformation, he attempted to transform again but failed. It seemed that an immense amount of Divine Power was required to achieve this transformation. In any case, Ye Yang's current state was far too precarious to succeed.
Most importantly, he was both hungry and thirsty, his stamina nearly depleted. The Fire God Power within him felt like a stagnant pool, stirring no ripples whatsoever.
Moreover, while heavily injuring Peng Cheng, Ye Yang had also been injured by the backlash of his opponent's energy. After taking a brutal hit from Peng Feng, Ye Yang's body was already covered in wounds. This condition made it impossible to sustain the Bloodline transformation since that state demanded extreme consumption of True Qi and physical strength—something Ye Yang was acutely aware of.
Suddenly, with his head drooping and his mind in chaos filled with unwillingness and anger, he realized that all of this was orchestrated by Peng Feng. Fearing retaliation, Peng Feng would undoubtedly seek to eliminate him swiftly. This situation left Ye Yang deeply worried, yet he felt utterly powerless; he could not muster even a shred of strength, let alone seek revenge.
At that moment, voices came from outside the ice cave—
"Two Elders, you have arrived!"
It was the voice of a guard. To imprison Ye Yang, Peng Feng had dispatched powerful clan members as guards, each possessing at least Earth Level Three strength, highlighting how much he valued Ye Yang.
With a "clatter," the door opened, and two elderly figures cloaked in black entered—top-tier experts taken in by Peng Feng!
Ye Yang could clearly sense that the strength of these two individuals was unfathomable and even surpassed his own!
Looking up, he noticed that their cloaks were adorned with numerous golden stars—seven in total!
Earth Level Seven experts!
In an instant, Ye Yang felt a chill run down his spine. He never expected Peng Feng to be so ruthless as to send two Earth Level Seven experts to take his life; it was truly an overestimation of his capabilities!
Remaining composed, Ye Yang strained to gather what little Fire God Fragment True Qi remained within him, transforming it into Void Power and preparing to defend himself with the Heaven and Earth Shield at any moment.
Two Elders strode in, coldly staring at Ye Yang. One of them, an old man with fiery red hair, glared at Ye Yang and said coldly, "Kid, lift your head!"
Ye Yang slowly raised his head, his heart sinking. He had long heard of the two strongest Elders in Penglai Manor, Flame Sovereign and Frost Sovereign. One practiced Fire God Power, while the other practiced Ice Divine Power. Without a doubt, the two powerful figures before him—one with fiery red hair and the other with icy blue hair—were indeed the legendary individuals.
Flame Sovereign looked at Ye Yang with a hint of disdain in his eyes. "I didn't expect you to trigger the awakening of the Fire God Bloodline. The history of the Fire God Clan should have been rewritten for you, but unfortunately, you made the mistake of offending Pang Feng Sect Master. Now, there is only one path for you—death!"
The killing intent in his eyes was palpable, and Ye Yang already knew that his situation was dire.
At this moment, Frost Sovereign revealed a sinister smile and said, "Go ahead and make your move; let him suffer a little less! Old Flame, will you do it or shall I?"
Flame Sovereign sneered, "Is there anything more thrilling than killing a newly born Fire God Warrior? Of course, it will be me!"
With that, Flame Sovereign stepped forward, his palms spread wide as waves of intense flames surged around him. The scorching heat was terrifying; it was hard to imagine that in this frigid ice cave, he could still unleash such fierce Fire God Power.
"Whoosh!"
The flames spread and coalesced into a long flaming sword held by Flame Sovereign. This nearly perfect control over Fire Element left Ye Yang astonished and feeling inadequate.
Flame Sovereign grinned wickedly as he suddenly raised the flaming sword towards Ye Yang's face, grinning ominously. "Kid, die! No matter if you're a Fire God Warrior or not, today you must die by my hand!"
"Boom!"
The blazing flames descended like lightning, striking directly towards Ye Yang's head.
However, in that split second, Ye Yang suddenly lifted his left leg. A blue Heaven and Earth Shield instantly formed, expertly deflecting the flaming sword. He then kicked fiercely at Flame Sovereign's abdomen!
"Bang!"
A powerful strike contained almost all of Ye Yang's remaining True Qi.
Flame Sovereign let out a muffled groan and staggered back several steps, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, yet his smile grew even wider. Wiping the blood from his lips, he laughed heartily, "Good kid, even in your dying struggle, you are so fierce. You truly deserve to be the one awakened with the Fire God Bloodline. Then let me give you a swift end!"
As he spoke, Flame Sovereign conjured a flame blade once more, this time even more intense, its overwhelming momentum slashing down from above!
...
Facing a full-force strike from an Earth Level Seven expert, Ye Yang knew there was no way he could block it this time. However, he still raised his face and looked at the flaming long knife coming down with a grim smile, saying, "Heh, I didn't expect..."
But at that moment, it seemed as if Flame Sovereign's movements had frozen; his face instantly turned ashen!
"This... how is this possible?"
Flame Sovereign desperately pressed down on the flame knife but couldn't move an inch, realizing he had fallen into someone else's Pressure zone!
"Bang!"
A tremendous force emerged, the starlight flickering as a massive light palm imprint appeared and heavily struck Flame Sovereign's chest. In the next moment, Flame Sovereign suddenly flew backward, blood gushing from his mouth in mid-air. His ribs were completely shattered, and his Heart Vein had already been crushed. By the time he hit the ground, he had lost all signs of life!
"What?!"
Frost Sovereign was taken aback, swinging one arm to summon an ice spear in front of him. He shouted angrily, "Who is it? Show yourself!"
Before Ye Yang, a figure gradually took shape resembling an Azure Robed Elder. With palms slightly open and Starlight Power shimmering, the overwhelming energy flowing around him exuded the aura of a master-level expert. It was none other than Qin Fang, who had hurried back from Liang City!
Ye Yang narrowly escaped death and couldn't help but cough violently before smiling and saying, "Grandpa Qin..."
Qin Fang revealed a hint of tenderness and said, "You quickly recover your energy; leave this to me!"
……
Frost Sovereign's face turned ashen as he looked at the starry sky energy swirling around Qin Fang's arm and stammered, "You... you are the Starry Sky Expert?"
Qin Fang coldly smiled, "If you know, then get lost quickly!"
Frost Sovereign felt as if he had been granted amnesty and hurriedly retreated, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Grandpa, what happened..."
Ye Yang was astonished and was about to ask why, but he noticed Qin Fang's expression was filled with exhaustion, and his body gradually transformed into starlight, seeping into the Cosmic Bag.
At that moment, Ye Yang suddenly realized that Qin Fang's soul power was too weak; it was only enough to kill a Flame Sovereign. Now he was merely at the end of his strength. If that Frost Sovereign insisted on attacking, he would undoubtedly die!
Filled with gratitude, Ye Yang smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and entered the state of Refinement. He needed to speed up his recovery; otherwise, while he might evade the first assassination, he could not escape the second. This Cold Wind Ice Cave was truly perilous!
……
In the Pang Residence, the lights were bright.
In the magnificent hall, Peng Feng wore a beaming smile as he hosted a grand banquet for guests.
At the head of the table sat none other than Imperial General Wang Dian, who had appeared at the Fire God Altar during the day. Beside him was Lord of Liang City Pang Jing, looking radiant.
Peng Feng raised his cup and respectfully said, "Today, with General Wang Dian and Lord Pang Jing gracing my humble abode, I am overwhelmed with fear. I hope both esteemed guests will not mind my modest residence!"
Pang Jing smiled with a hint of insincerity and said, "Pang Zongzhu, you are too polite. The Fire God Clan is a prestigious family in Liang City, and the Martial Arts Emporium under the Peng Family is the most authoritative guild in Liang City. It is truly an honor for me to be hosted by Pang Zongzhu today!"
Wang Dian also displayed a faint smile and remarked, "Pang Zongzhu showcased his skills at the Fire God Altar today. Truly, the legendary blade does not rust; even a National Talent could not defeat him, yet he couldn't withstand a single move from the clan leader."
Immediately, Wang Dian's indifferent words caused Peng Feng's face to flush with anger. Anyone could see that although Ye Yang had awakened his Bloodline, he was already severely injured at that time. Being ambushed had greatly diminished his strength, and as a strong Earth Level Nine warrior, Peng Feng naturally found it impossible to win.
Pang Jing asked, "By the way, what does the clan leader plan to do with Ye Yang?"
Peng Feng looked cautious and replied, "Ye Yang has fallen into the path of darkness. I will confine him in the Cold Wind Ice Cave for observation. Regardless of the circumstances, he is a member of my Fire God Clan, and I will do everything I can to help him escape from this dark path."
Pang Jing smiled slightly and said, "The clan leader truly has a generous heart!"
Wang Dian also sneered but did not speak.
...
Inside the hall, guests filled the room.
Suddenly, both Peng Feng and Wang Dian felt a jolt in their spirits at the same time. They turned their gazes toward the entrance, feeling a chilling sensation deep within their bones. They sensed a powerful aura approaching that seemed capable of crushing one's soul. Only these two Earth Level Nine warriors could perceive it; Pang Jing, possessing Earth Level Eight strength, remained calm and showed no signs of discomfort.
"General Wang Dian, what’s wrong?" Pang Jing noticed something amiss.
Wang Dian remained silent; fear flickered across his heavily built face. The wine in his cup boiled violently due to the overwhelming energy. With a loud crash, the cup shattered as Wang Dian suddenly stood up, drew his sword from his waist, and shouted, "Who goes there?"
Peng Feng also stood up, his robe flaring as he unleashed his Fire God Power, instantly entering a peak battle state. His Fire God Power surged to its limits but still felt insufficient. His expression was tense as if facing a formidable enemy; veins bulged on his forehead, and even the muscles on his face began to twitch. His hands radiated scorching Fire God Power and trembled slightly.
At this moment, everyone finally understood what was happening. A group of Peng Family disciples drew their swords in unison, facing the eerie night outside the hall. No one knew what dangers lurked beyond that darkness.
"Father, what happened?"
Peng Yue'er, whose cultivation level was not particularly high, looked bewildered as she observed the reactions of the three peak-level experts: Peng Feng, Pang Jing, and Wang Dian. For a moment, she was at a loss.
Eyes were fixed intently on the door, and the hundreds of clansmen in the hall drew their weapons, tension filling the air as they stared outside.
...
"Rustling..."
A gentle breeze blew a few fallen leaves into the hall. In the next moment, a faint red figure appeared in the night. Soon, a delicate figure wrapped in a thick cloak stepped into the hall. Although her presence was not overwhelming, the hidden killing intent made everyone hold their breath.
"Stop! Who are you?" Pang Jing shouted.
"Me?"
The newcomer lifted her cloak, revealing a beautiful young girl's face. She smiled slightly and said, "The moonlight is lovely tonight. It's rare for you all to be in such high spirits; I thought I'd join in on the fun. By the way, my name is Zeng Xuan."
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