Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"What is this?" Dong Shan'ao couldn't help but exclaim, but his facial expression changed dramatically. He had just come out of Phoenix Ancestor's remains after going through so many hardships, but he didn't expect to meet an unknown enemy here.    

    

It wasn't just Dong Shan'ao, almost all the people of the Mercenary Group had panicked expressions on their faces.    

    

Yang Xuan's pupils couldn't help but shrink. In his field of vision, under the ground in front of him, a powerful Qi was rising slowly from the ground.    

    

"I am the great general of Shengyan, Zhiyi. Anyone who dares to trespass Phoenix Ancestor's remains will die! ！” A hoarse and sharp beast roar came from the ground, causing Yang Xuan's expression to change drastically.    

    

The ground in front of them cracked open, and a huge man of fire emerged from the ground. His entire body was burning with raging flames.    

    

After Zhiyi came out from the ground, he was not like the volcano he had encountered in Phoenix Ancestor's remains. He was still in a daze for a while.    

    

His body was covered with flames, and the flames were a strange blue color. In the center of the flames, there was even some white color.    

    

Upon seeing this scene, Yang Xuan's heart started beating even faster. Under the prying of his Divine Sense, the blue flames on Zhiyi's body were extremely hot. It was almost as hot as the Phoenix Heavenly Fire on Yang Xuan's body.    

    

The color of the flame would change according to the temperature. Unless one cultivated a special cultivation technique, the color represented the temperature of the flame.    

    

Normally, the temperature of an ordinary flame from low to high would be red. Orange. Blue and white. As for the blue flames on Zhiyi's body, the temperature was infinitely close to the white flames. Even the hottest part of the flame had turned white.    

    

Of course, Yang Xuan's Li Yan was golden-red, the Phoenix Heavenly Fire was golden, and Fire Ghost's was green flame. The temperature of these flames could not be determined by the color.    

    

Zhiyi's eyes swept across the surrounding people, and finally stopped on Dong Shan'ao. He said, "Hand over the Phoenix Feather quickly, and I'll let you die a quick death."    

    

"You..." Dong Shan'ao was infuriated by Zhiyi's arrogant words. But just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhiyi's big hand grabbing towards him.    

    

Dong Shan'ao hurriedly raised his long staff to block it, but he found that his dark golden long staff had instantly melted into molten iron under the flame. He was so scared that his face turned pale.    

    

Yang Xuan quickly came in front of Dong Shan'ao and pushed him to the back. He also conveniently snatched the storage bag from Dong Shan'ao's waist.    

    

The Phoenix Feather that he had obtained from Phoenix Ancestor's remains was placed in this storage bag by Dong Shan'ao. Although Yang Xuan didn't want to snatch Dong Shan'ao's things just like that, if the Phoenix Feather was in Dong Shan'ao's hands... Under Zhiyi's attack, Dong Shan'ao would die without a doubt.    

    

Sure enough, after seeing Yang Xuan obtain the Phoenix Feather, Zhiyi no longer paid attention to the others. He turned around and attacked Yang Xuan.    

    

Yang Xuan quickly retreated, continuously using his long sword to block Zhiyi's attack, causing ripples to appear on the flames on Zhiyi's body.    

    

Zhiyi also followed Yang Xuan's footsteps. Before he even took a step, the ground behind him would ignite with flames.    

    

At the same time, he kept raising his fists and smashing them down. Yang Xuan could only defend in a panic. Although Yang Xuan kept trying to fight back, Zhiyi's attacks were like a storm. Wave after wave, Yang Xuan was unable to catch his breath.    

    

Although the blue flame on Zhiyi's body was not low in temperature, the amount of flame needed to be paid attention to not only the temperature, but also the total amount of flame.    

    

Zhiyi was over ten meters tall, just like a volcano. Every punch he threw carried great power. But compared to a volcano, Zhiyi was much more agile.    

    

Facing a fast and powerful opponent, Yang Xuan couldn't even use a sword move. The Heavenly Eye between Yang Xuan's eyebrows opened, continuously searching for flaws on Zhiyi's body, but he still found nothing.    

    

Dong Shan'ao saw that Yang Xuan had fallen into a disadvantageous position, and wanted to rush forward to help Yang Xuan, but was stopped by Yang Xuan.    

    

Stop! An enemy that Yang Xuan could not even deal with, with their strength, how could they possibly withstand it?    

    

Yang Xuan immediately became anxious. If this situation continued, he was afraid that it wouldn't be long before he was exhausted to death by Zhiyi.    

    

Sure enough, under Zhiyi's fierce attack, Yang Xuan couldn't dodge in time. He was punched in the chest by Zhiyi and was sent flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood. A sharp pain came from Yang Xuan's chest. He could clearly feel that his chest was hit by a sledgehammer. He knew that at least a few of his ribs were broken.    

    

Zhiyi reached out his hand and picked up the storage bag from Yang Xuan's waist. The storage bag could not withstand the hot flame in Zhiyi's hand and was instantly destroyed. The things that belonged to Dong Shan'ao were immediately scattered on the ground.    

    

A golden feather drifted down from the storage bag and was grabbed by Yang Xuan.    

    

At this moment, a strange scene flashed in front of Yang Xuan's eyes. It was a huge phoenix that was trapped in a dark space. Yang Xuan could recognize the Qi coming from the phoenix's body. The phoenix in front of him was none other than Phoenix Ancestor.    

    

Suddenly, a feather on Phoenix Ancestor's body lit up. Phoenix Ancestor who was sleeping suddenly opened his eyes. A light door appeared in front of him. A flame flew out from Phoenix Ancestor's body and rushed into the light door.    

    

Then, Yang Xuan saw a huge fire phoenix flying out from the feather in his hand. It lunged at Zhiyi and pushed him to the ground.    

    

Zhiyi struggled with all his might, but Yang Xuan could sense the message from Phoenix Ancestor from the fire phoenix.    

    

He drew the thing that belonged to Dong Shan'ao on the ground and put away most of it. He didn't care about picking up more, and ran towards Dong Shan'ao at lightning speed.    

    

Zhiyi saw that Yang Xuan was running away, and wanted to get up to catch Yang Xuan. However, he was suppressed by the fire phoenix. In a fit of rage, he grabbed the feather of the fiery phoenix. Immediately afterwards, the fire phoenix let out a miserable shriek. However, it didn't move at all, and continued to press down on Zhiyi.    

    

"Run!" Yang Xuan said to Dong Shan'ao and the others, then he ran away as well.    

    

Although Dong Shan'ao didn't know what had happened, he knew that the situation was critical, so he immediately led the group and ran away.    

    

Little Black flew out from behind Yang Xuan and landed in front of the group. Its tail feathers hit the ground. Under Yang Xuan's lead, everyone stepped on Little Black's tail feathers and quickly arrived at its back.    

    

"Little Black, quickly fly." Yang Xuan shouted at Little Black and asked, "Mr Ao, where is the headquarters of your Mercenary Group?"    

    

"This is the direction we're going. If we keep moving forward for about a thousand miles, we'll be able to see a city wall. That's the Spring City where the Spring God Temple is located." Dong Shan'ao pointed at the front and said to Yang Xuan.    

    

Yang Xuan nodded and shouted, "Sit tight!" After that, he held Jiuwen, who was the only one in the Mercenary Group who could not fly high in the sky, in his arms.    

    

The rest of the people also grabbed the feathers of Little Black and steadied themselves.    

    

Little Black flapped its wings and increased its speed, flying forward like a bolt of lightning.