Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 608 Intertwined Radiance
Cave heaven.

The majestic and mysterious ancient Taoist palace stood silently, unmoved by any external tremors. The crimson-gold palace was radiant with streaks of firelight, which transformed into the essence of the sun and lightning. On the golden plaque were two ancient characters: "Jiaohui".

boom!
With a deafening roar, the thunderous magma surged, and the vast swamp instantly covered the area. After absorbing numerous bolts of lightning from the Purple Mansion, the [Thunderous Swamp] experienced a leap in both range and power.

Five drums sounded in unison, and wind and thunder roared across the heavens and earth. Xu Xuan pointed his sword forward and cleaved through the raging Ding fire.

A young man in a dark red Taoist robe stepped out, his face as cold as frost, surrounded by a chilling aura. The crimson bow in his hand trembled slightly with anger, and an extremely vicious energy suddenly arose.

"It's you."

An Xianhui recognized the other party, and her tone became colder. She had suffered a crushing defeat in Yongjie Heaven and had all her belongings stolen. It was all the work of this dragon seed. When enemies meet, their eyes are filled with hatred.

"you are?"

Xu Xuan's words carried a hint of sarcasm, and the triangular pupils of the dragon-like creature narrowed slightly, seemingly not recognizing the person before him, which made An Xianhui's expression even more unpleasant.

The Daoist Fuchen turned his gaze to Yang Yuanyi on the other side:
"【Da Chan Jiao Hui Lu】You dare to touch the Dao that is destined to be with me!"

As the evil flames rose and the wind howled, Yang Yuanyi rode the wind forward, taking the lead and blocking Xu Xuan's path. The golden crow aura on his body grew even deeper, carrying an extremely profound demonic energy, which surprised Xu Xuan.

The bloodline of this Dark and Bright Demon King has been enhanced again, even faintly approaching that of the Great Sage's bloodline, almost transforming into a pure-blooded Golden Crow.

"Fu Chen, you're so arrogant, daring to bully us demons."

Yang Yuanyi held his halberd level, and light gathered around it. He looked at the dragon seed beside him, and the two reached a consensus almost instantly. They suddenly sprang into action, surrounding the Ding fire radiance from both sides.

"Guangshan and Yutai, two useless people."

An Xianhui's face showed more anger. This time, the sect sent these two mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivators to enter Tianye, but they were both useless.

Cultivating Xin Jin was already inferior to others, and he happened to run into Huo Ya, who cultivated the Ming Yi Dao lineage, making him even more miserable. As for Guang Shan, no one expected him to be defeated so quickly.

However, this operation was not intended to achieve much from these two individuals.

A red candle wreathed in yin fire appeared in his hand, and instantly countless dark red and yellow flames ignited, and an extremely terrifying Ding fire aura rose up.

[Heavenly Decline and Yin Candle]

His reckless actions were naturally backed by something. He activated the artifact, and a dark red divine eye appeared from the candlelight, looking up at the azure sky and down into the deepest hell.

The divine power of Ding Fire, [Candlelight Illumination].

As a physical supernatural power of the Ding Fire path, once this method is mastered, one can observe the yin and investigate the netherworld, and explore the soul. The resulting Ding Fire radiance is the way of "avoiding the sun and moon". Although it cannot compare to the "neither yin nor yang" of the She Lei, it is still something that is extremely difficult to dispel.

Xu Xuan's gaze remained fixed on the red candle in the other's hand. He felt an immense pressure on his body's [Xi Yan], and the flow of true fire energy seemed to be gushing out crimson blood, condensing into a three-headed red crow with red scales all over its body.

Son of the Golden Crow, [Shao Ling].

The armor was crafted to withstand the aura of that Phoenix Lord, and it seems that the Crimson Phoenix lineage incorporated something even more extraordinary into it. When it encountered the [Heavenly Decline Yin Candle], it was truly activated, and the form of the Scorching Crimson Crow took flight, with lava flowing, resisting the Yin Fire.

"Golden Crow Blood?"

An Xianhui's eyes grew colder and fiercer. The Yin Candle in his hand resonated with his life force and began to be fully activated. A vast amount of Ding Fire poured down, quickly burning the lava dry inch by inch.

Yang Yuanyi remained calm, glanced at the dragon seed beside her, and simply said:

"Thank you for your help this time. I will handle the rest."

Having said that, he stepped forward, facing the vast expanse of Yin fire, causing Xu Xuan's expression to change, and he shouted:

"careful!"

Ding Fire is an extremely vicious substance, especially since it was unleashed from this heavy artifact, Fu Chen. It caused Xu Xuan unbearable suffering when it burned him, and if Yang Yuanyi were to be burned by it, he would be severely injured even if he didn't die.

The fire crow thrust its demonic halberd into the ground with a backhand motion. The vegetation within a radius of dozens of miles had long since turned to ashes in this battle, revealing the dark brown earth. Only the Jiaohui Palace remained standing.

"Does relying on external resources make you think you can act without restraint?"

A deep rage gradually arose in Yang Yuanyi's dark eyes. A black sun rose from behind him, and a corpse seemed to emerge from the abyss. However, it was not the corpse of the drought demon in the [Ba Xiang Tan], but the corpse of a crow surrounded by black flames and only white bones remained.

He stretched out a hand, and the crow opened its mouth and spat out a ball of ever-changing, malevolent light.

The malevolent light dissipated, revealing a pitch-black divine mirror. The back was engraved with images of a black sun, an abyss, and a golden crow, depicting a scene of a solar eclipse with no light and great dryness in the world. In terms of status alone, it was in no way inferior to the Heavenly Decline Yin Candle.

'This belongs to that demon lord of Jiaoyang.'

Xu Xuan recognized Yang Yuanyi's origins and understood. It seemed that Yang Yuanyi had indeed become the subordinate of the second son of the Golden Crow, and this Sun Mirror was definitely a top-tier spiritual treasure.

'Mu Wude is probably not as highly regarded as this Fire Crow. If he can attain the Dao Yang stage, he might actually have a chance to reach the Golden Core stage, and perhaps even sit in a position of high rank.'

His mind raced, and he began to understand the strangeness of Fengyan Mountain over the years, as well as why Daoyan had not shown up for so long.

Nowadays, the Fire Crows can be said to have split into three branches, each with its own development strategy.

The first lineage is naturally the Shangguang Demon King. If one can attain the [Eternal Light] status, it will be the most orthodox path for the Fire Crow to seek the Golden Gate, return to the Bing Fire, and worship the Sun.

The second lineage is Yang Yuanyi, the current Fire Crow Clan Chief, who has completely embarked on the path of blazing yang energy and may even have gained the favor of the Radiant Yang Demon Lord. As for the last lineage, it is Yang Yuanxin, who has entered the Heavenly Pool. As long as Xu Xuan can attain the Thunder Realm, the Fire Crow Clan will also have an extremely noble and prestigious bloodline that is closely related to dragons.

'As expected of a demon race whose lineage dates back to the ancient Xia Dynasty, as long as one of these three lineages is perfected, the Fire Crow will flourish.'

Xu Xuan's gaze was deep. At this moment, he understood Yang Yuanyi's mentality to some extent. Even if he had not been influenced by that demon lord of Jiaoyang and did not have the heart of a tyrant, the fire crow would not have been close to Tianchi and his sister.

The current Fengyan should be an extension of Jiaoyang's power in the mortal world, and should not involve too many outsiders, which is also a kind of protection for Yang Yuanxin.

Upon seeing this mirror, An Xianhui's expression changed slightly. He sensed an extremely dangerous aura slowly emanating from the object.

"The Golden Crow's Weapon?"

"Exactly."

Yang Yuanyi's gaze grew cold, and she simply rebuked him:

"You think the matter of Binghuo is your private property, Fuchen? Have you ever asked Taiyang about it?"

“Try it and you’ll know!”

The two then rushed into the sky, where dark light rose and Ding fire surged, burning all the surrounding Jia wood energy into ashes. Xu Xuan slowly drew his sword, intending to help.

Although the [Heavenly Decline Yin Candle] is powerful, with the two surrounding him and the Sun Mirror present, An Xianhui is bound to be defeated.

Suddenly, a hazy starlight descended before his eyes, and a woman in a silver-white Taoist robe stepped out, her aura pure and her Ding fire like stars, blocking Xu Xuan's path.

"My name is Wei Peibai, and my Taoist name is Yin Pei. I have come to pay my respects to the Dragon King."

This woman had a dignified appearance, unlike the effeminate and charming cultivators who usually practiced Ding Fire. If An Xianhui cultivated the Fire of Calamity, Sickness and Old Age, then this woman cultivated the Radiance of Harmony among the Stars.

"What, you, Fu Chen, are going to suppress Long Wu at the same time? As expected of a Celestial Sect, you have quite the prestige."

Upon hearing this, Wei Peibai's expression changed slightly. Mu Youdu and Yang Yuanyi, if their identities were carefully examined, could naturally be considered as True Dragon and Golden Crow.

Even with her formidable strength, Fu Chen couldn't bear such a stigma. She nodded slightly.

"Our sect has no hostility towards the Dragon King; on the contrary, it may be an aid to the Dragon King's attainment of enlightenment."

Xu Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, and his serpentine eyes looked over, only to see Wei Peibai whispering:
"If we talk about understanding the ancient deities, no one in the world today can compare with our sect. If the Dragon King wants to prove the Dao of Ancient Thunder Marsh, he may need our help."

"Your sect is plotting against the poor families of Beihai, isn't that right?"

Xu Xuan didn't say much, but directly pointed out Wei Peibai's thoughts.

The woman's expression remained unchanged as she calmly stated:

"The poor families are inherently of the Ding Fire region and should belong to our clan."

"There's no need to talk about it. You want me to help your sect rebel against the North Sea? Ha, who in the world would dare to do that? You, Fu Chen, might as well just attack the North Sea."

Xu Xuan's eyes held a hint of mockery. He wasn't stupid. By listening to Fu Chen's words, he had ended up on a path that led him astray from the one in the North Sea. If the position of the fruit was not allowed, how could he possibly ascend to the next level?

Upon hearing this, Wei Peibai's expression changed slightly, and he simply said:

"The future of the Dragon King of the Netherworld lies solely in the thunder; why meddle in matters of fire? Golden Crow and Fire Raven have no connection with your path. My sect has no intention of antagonizing the Dragon King."

"No need to say more."

Xu Xuan's neck suddenly bristled, unleashing a chilling dragon aura that caused the starlight beside Wei Peibai to gradually dim.

"The Demon King Shangguang has done me a great favor. I don't need you to teach me how to act. Since you know etiquette, I don't want to use force to suppress people. Leave."

Seeing this, Wei Peibai said no more and left decisively, while Xu Xuan slowly stared at the dark red figure in the sky.

'Fu Chen isn't entirely composed of arrogant and domineering individuals; on the contrary, An Xianhui is the true anomaly.'

Xu Xuan thought to himself, as a long-established immortal sect, the people who came from it, if not extremely shrewd, were at least able to keep their emotions hidden. How could they be as brainless as An Xianhui?

The black sun hung high in the sky, and the evil aura spread, clashing with the candle dragon formed from the Ding fire. Suddenly, a rain of evil fire fell from the sky.

Yang Yuanyi's aura was unstable as he returned from the heavens, and the radiance of the Ding Fire also faded away.

"These people belong to..."

His tone was gloomy, and his killing intent suddenly surged. However, upon seeing the dragon seed in front of him, his pupils seemed to clear a little, and they faintly turned vermilion. He covered his head, and the feathers on his temples shifted between black and red.

"you?"

Xu Xuan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say, while Yang Yuanyi slowly raised her head, revealing a pair of vermilion pupils.

Behind the two was the majestic and wondrous Binghuo Palace. At this moment, the fire crow took out a golden-red fire talisman from its chest, touched it lightly, and the palace opened.

"Youdu, let's go to the palace for a chat."

(End of this chapter)