The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 696 - 392 Skyfire Burning City_2

How much stone powder was beside Duanmu Yan? Even the immortals couldn’t count them all. In a moment, the endless Samadhi True Fire was leaping among the stone powder, but unfortunately, it was separated by his protective shield, so with each bounce of the Divine Fire, it made a sizzling sound as it seared the shield. In this split second of time, Duanmu Yan’s protective shield endured tens of thousands of attacks from the Samadhi True Fire, and even with his endurance, he was scorched by the high temperature and let out an angry roar. Countless fine lines of fire intertwined into a large net, the scene was unspeakably splendid and beautiful.

Qingluan carried the bloodline of the Ancient Divine Phoenix, and also had the Fire Control Ability. This was precisely the sign that Qingluan had cultivated her Fire-based Divine Technique to the peak—Flame Splash.

The saying goes, "Gather sand to form a tower, Accumulated Destruction erodes bone," let alone what was accumulating was not something ordinary, but the Samadhi True Fire that could burn souls! As the deputy of the Hidden Stream, Qingluan naturally knew that Yin Jiu You’s true identity was that of a Soul Cultivator, and thus she brought out the corresponding restraint.

Duanmu Yan wouldn’t just stand there stupidly and get burned, but by the time he escaped the stone dust formation, not a single layer of the protective shield was left, and his skin was burned to the bone. The originally graceful gentleman who looked handsome as jade now appeared exactly like a zombie who had escaped from a crematorium, and that was because he used some sort of Secret Technique to protect his body, otherwise under the burning of the Samadhi True Fire, ordinary cultivators and demons wouldn’t even leave ashes behind. He did not care about the injuries to this "leather bag," what was truly troublesome was the Samadhi True Fire that had seared into the soul, which had already caused him tremendous damage.

He had been wary of Qingluan’s Samadhi True Fire from the start; otherwise, he wouldn’t have had Mou Tan secretly attack her. However, this injury was not fatal. He sneered secretly, ready to activate other Divine Skills, when suddenly a heart-wrenching agony surged through his Divine Soul, as though his Primordial Spirit’s limbs were being forcibly torn off. He was a Soul Cultivator, with an incredibly strong Divine Soul, and not even Qingluan’s Samadhi True Fire could have inflicted such a severe injury on him.

Even with his skills, he couldn’t bear such pain in a short time. With a harsh shriek, he staggered almost falling to the ground, followed by a "wah" as he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

When the Divine Soul is wounded, the body will also suffer along with it.

Only just after Qingluan launched her attack, no one knew the reason for his spitting blood was due to the damage to his Divine Soul.

The black smoke avatar he released vanished completely, utterly disappearing from this world. How could that be possible?! Duanmu Yan couldn’t help but turn back, looking towards the way he came with incredible surprise.

There, Ning Xiaoxian had just opened her eyes.

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Let’s talk about Ning Xiaoxian now.

Since the beginning of this battle, she had been at the very back. The reason was simple; she was not far from Mou Tan, and when Duanmu Yan sprinted out, she originally wanted to pursue, but then Mou Tan made a move.

Mou Tan’s every move was under the control of Duanmu Yan. In a situation where experts were everywhere, he was nothing more than cannon fodder. What use could he serve? She didn’t want to bother with him, but Mou Tan transformed into his true form, the Black-backed Eagle, and soared into the sky with flapping wings, targeting the very Qingluan controlling the magic.

There was only one way he could harm Qingluan. The moment Ning Xiaoxian realized this, her expression changed. She focused her strength on her feet and used the "Arrow Step" to chase after him. With a slight boost from the treetops, she leaped at a speed equal to that of the Black-backed Eagle. Just then, Qi Zai flew past her, and Ning Xiaoxian stepped on its back, accelerating again and finally catching up with Mou Tan.

At that moment, Mou Tan’s demonic power was rapidly condensing, and a red light flickered in his eyes, signaling that he was about to execute the deadliest move against any cultivator—Self-Destruction of the Primordial Spirit. Ning Xiaoxian barely caught up to his rear and, without time to think of a second method, she concentrated Divine Power in her arms, her arms slipped under his neck like steel, she then twisted hard!

This move was both accurate and ruthless. With a "crack" like the sound of old bamboo breaking in the mountains, Mou Tan’s neck bone was directly broken by her Giant Strength, his head drooping limply, and the red light in his eyes faded away. This Self-Destruction of the Primordial Spirit as a cultivator’s final act of self-sacrifice, was not easy to execute; it required the concentration of all Essence, Qi, Blood in the body into the brain, pouring into the Primordial Spirit, before performing the Self-Destruction Spell. Suddenly interrupted by her, it was like a balloon about to burst being poked by a steel needle, completely losing all its air in a moment.

With Mou Tan’s cultivation, if he had succeeded in exploding his Primordial Spirit, not only she and Qingluan would be affected, but even Qi Zai and Langya, who had run far away, would suffer a great impact.

Lian Changtian complained, "Why use this technique? It’s best to keep a distance from a cultivator about to self-destruct!"

She had successfully blocked a Primordial Spirit explosion, yet Lian Changtian was being overly critical. She let out a sigh of relief and was about to argue, when Qingluan, who was in the sky, suddenly cried out, "Watch out!"

Watch out? Watch out for what? She hadn’t reacted yet when a stream of black smoke suddenly appeared from Mou Tan’s seven orifices and, with the speed of lightning, coiled around her body. With her hand still holding Mou Tan’s eagle corpse, there wasn’t a closer distance, so she naturally couldn’t avoid the black smoke’s sudden attack.

This sudden change shocked even Lian Changtian to the core. He only had time to shout, "Close your Divine Sense tight!" before the stream of black smoke entered through her ears.

Ning Xiaoxian suddenly closed her eyes and plummeted from the sky. There was a height of about thirty feet from the ground, and although her body wouldn’t die from the impact, it was quite possible to sustain internal injuries. Qingluan released a Divine Skill she had been preparing and swooped down, transforming into human form near the ground and catching Ning Xiaoxian, placing her safely on the ground.

But her eyes were still tightly closed, with an expression of intense pain on her face.

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