Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 144 The Power of Fire Phoenix!

The Jindan stage cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect and Wang Chan opened their eyes wide, their faces full of disbelief, staring at Lin Fan intently, their lips trembling slightly, and they couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Watching Lin Fan make a strong comeback in a desperate situation, and easily kill the Nascent Soul stage strongman Wang Tiangu with a crushing force, his body and soul were torn apart and dissipated into nothingness, as if he had never existed in this world.

Wang Chan felt as if his heart was being pierced by thousands of steel needles, causing him to almost suffocate from the pain.

He watched helplessly as his father was killed on the spot, the pain piercing his skin like a surging tide, completely drowning him. His heart was filled with grief and anger, but his legs were weak and he didn't even have the strength to rush forward.

Lin Fan suddenly raised his hand and slapped the spirit beast bag. In an instant, a loud and clear phoenix cry tore through the sky, and the rolling sound waves made the surrounding air buzz.

Immediately afterwards, a fire phoenix with blazing flames all over its body roared out.

This fire phoenix is ​​still young, but it is already about ten feet in size. Its feathers are like those forged from red gold, each feather has a dazzling luster and is densely arranged, sparkling in the sunlight.

There was a dancing flame on the edge of each feather. The flame was not the ordinary orange-yellow, but a pure red, like the essence that had been refined to the extreme, bright and hot.

Its eyes, like two blazing flames, were filled with intelligence and majesty, revealing an innate aura of kingship. The fire phoenix spread its wings, and though its feathers were not yet fully grown, it possessed an imposing aura that could obscure the sky and the sun.

Flames surged wildly around its body, and every powerful flap of its wings would stir up a wave of scorching fire. The air was filled with a scorching smell, making it so hot that even breathing became scorching, as if one were in a blazing furnace.

Lin Fan quickly ordered the majestic Fire Phoenix, "Go, take out Wang Chan and the Jindan-stage cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect!"

The Fire Phoenix seemed to fully understand his meaning. It let out a sharp cry, as loud as a bamboo breaking through the cracks. Then, like a red meteor, it rushed towards its target at lightning speed, leaving a long trail of flames.

After finishing the matter here, Lin Fan quickly took out an exquisite jade bottle from his storage bag.

The moment you open the bottle cap, a rich and mellow aura instantly spreads out, and the rich aroma lingers, as if the purest aura between heaven and earth is condensed within it.

In the bottle, a drop of thousand-year-old stalactite emitting a soft halo is quietly suspended. The halo flickers slightly, as if telling the story of the accumulation of years and the condensation of spiritual power.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Fan tilted his head back and let the stalactite drip into his mouth. Instantly, a powerful and gentle force exploded within him, like a spring flowing from the desert, flowing through his parched meridians and moistening his dry dantian.

The originally dry and almost exhausted Dantian was like the earth that had been dry for a long time and finally received rain, madly absorbing this spiritual power.

In just a blink of an eye, Lin Fan could clearly feel that his magic power had returned to its perfect state. His whole body was full of strength, and every inch of his muscle seemed ready to go, as if the previous hard battle had never happened.

Looking over at the Fire Phoenix, it had already flown above Wang Chan and the Jindan-stage cultivator. The flames around it grew increasingly dazzling, the blazing heat distorting the surrounding air. The ground beneath it was parched and cracked, with cracks spreading in all directions like hideous scars.

Upon seeing this, the Ghost Spirit Sect's Jindan stage cultivator's face suddenly changed. Not daring to delay for even a moment, he immediately opened his mouth and spat out his life-saving magic weapon - the Zixiao Sword.

In an instant, the Zixiao Sword was suspended in the air, the sword body flashing with a cold purple light and emitting a sharp sword energy, as if it could cut through the air.

Then, he quickly made hand gestures with both hands, and streams of spiritual power surged out from his fingertips, accurately injected into the Zixiao Sword, commanding his lifelong magic weapon to resist the attack of the Fire Phoenix.

At the same time, he looked anxious and shouted loudly: "Young Sect Master, leave quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Chan's face turned pale instantly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He did not dare to hesitate for a moment and immediately flew away on his sword.

The flying sword he controlled was called the Liuguang Sword. It had a slender blade and was crystal clear all over, like a pool of autumn water, emitting a cool luster in the sunlight.

Under his control, the Flowing Light Sword instantly burst out with brilliant light, dragging a gorgeous tail flame as it rushed towards the distance.

Upon seeing this, the Fire Phoenix's eyes widened, and the flames around it became more violent, as if it was ignited with anger.

Then he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a beam of red flame wrapped in endless high temperature, like a red lightning, whistling towards Wang Chan.

Wherever the divine light passed, the air was instantly ignited, making a sizzling sound and leaving behind a distorted light and shadow, as if the space was deformed by the burning power.

At the same time, the Fire Phoenix waved its strong and powerful claws, bringing with it a rolling heat wave, and grabbed the Zixiao Sword of the Jindan stage cultivator.

It exerted all its strength, and its sharp claws gripped the sword tightly, and it twisted it hard. The powerful force made the Zixiao Sword emit a "buzzing" sound as if it could not bear the burden, and the light on the sword also flickered, as if it would break at any time.

Wang Chan's face suddenly changed when he saw this. In his panic, he didn't have time to think. He quickly wiped his hands on the storage bag and took out several defensive magic weapons in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, spiritual energy flowed around these magic weapons, quickly building a defensive barrier in front of him.

"boom!"

The fire phoenix's attack was like a raging torrent, heavily crashing into Wang Chan's defensive magic weapon.

After just one encounter, those defensive magic weapons were like thin ice under the scorching sun, twisting and deforming rapidly under the attack of the fire phoenix with endless high temperature. In just a blink of an eye, they were melted by the high temperature into a pool of metal solution emitting a pungent smell, and turned into wisps of green smoke floating in the air.

The red flame's momentum remained undiminished, carrying with it an earth-shattering high temperature, as it continued to pounce madly towards Wang Chan.

Wang Chan's eyes widened, his face filled with fear and despair. He desperately tried to escape, but it was all in vain. "Boom!"

The deafening roar was like rolling thunder, exploding between heaven and earth.

The red flame hit Wang Chan accurately and instantly, and the raging fire completely engulfed him.

In just a blink of an eye, Wang Chan turned into ashes in the scorching flames, without even a trace of residue left, as if he had never existed in this world.

Looking at the other side, the Zixiao Sword of the Jindan stage cultivator was already in danger under the powerful claws of the Fire Phoenix.

The flames all over the fire phoenix surged violently, and every inch of its feathers looked like burning sharp blades. It tried its best, gathered all its strength on its phoenix claws, and exerted force again.

The Zixiao Sword could not bear the weight. With a "crack", this magical weapon that was once sharp and exuded a fierce sword energy finally could not withstand the terrifying claw power of the Fire Phoenix and broke in half.

The broken sword blade fell powerlessly, and the light from the sword body dissipated in an instant, leaving only the Jindan stage cultivator's face full of shock and sorrow.

The Fire Phoenix held its head high and let out a deafening scream, declaring its absolute dominance.

The flames around it became more and more vigorous, like a burning sun. Every inch of air was ignited by the high temperature, making crackling sounds.

It suddenly flapped its wings, creating a heat wave that was strong enough to overturn mountains, and rushed towards the Jindan stage cultivator.

The phoenix claws were wrapped in blazing flames, carrying the power to split mountains and rocks, and were heading straight for the monk's face.

The Jindan stage cultivator looked at the fire phoenix flying towards him. The shock on his face had not yet faded, and a hint of despair surged across his face.

He tried to dodge in panic, but his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground and he couldn't move at all.

The severe blow of losing his life-saving magic weapon had caused his spiritual power to become disordered. At this moment, facing the overwhelming attack of the Fire Phoenix, he was almost unable to withstand it.

At the critical moment of life and death, he gritted his teeth, exerted his spiritual power, and quickly formed seals with his hands, trying to squeeze out a bit of magic power from his body to condense a weak defensive barrier.

But under the power of the Fire Phoenix, the barrier seemed so thin and fragile, as if it could be blown away by a breeze.

This Jindan stage cultivator was forced into a corner by the fierce attack of the Fire Phoenix. The spiritual energy in his body was in chaos, and the defensive barrier he had just formed was as vulnerable as thin paper under the Fire Phoenix's claws carrying endless high temperatures.

With a muffled "puff" sound, the fire phoenix's claws penetrated the defense without any hindrance and hit the monk's chest heavily.

The monk vomited blood and flew backwards uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string, slamming hard into a huge rock dozens of feet away. The rock instantly collapsed and debris flew everywhere.

The Fire Phoenix would not give up. It flapped its wings and flew above the cultivator, gazing down at this opponent who had no power to fight back.

Then, it opened its huge flaming mouth and spewed out a surging column of fire, completely engulfing the Jindan stage cultivator.

The blazing flames licked everything around them, and the air was filled with the acrid smell of burning flesh.

When the flames gradually dissipated, only a piece of charred land was left in its place. The Jindan stage cultivator had disappeared without leaving even a trace.

Then Lin Fan took a quick step and stepped firmly onto the broad back of the Fire Phoenix. He raised his hand and gently stroked its scorching feathers, saying softly, "Let's find a deserted place."

The fire phoenix seemed to understand. It let out a long cry, flapped its wings vigorously, and rushed away into the distance, carrying a raging wave of flames.

After a while, the fire phoenix hovered in a remote valley. The valley was full of rugged rocks and was so quiet that there was no trace of human life.

Lin Fan leaped and landed on the ground, with the Fire Phoenix following obediently behind him. The man and the beast shuttled through the valley and finally found a hidden cave.

Lin Fan walked into the cave, and the Fire Phoenix lay down at the entrance, like a loyal guard, guarding this quiet place.

Lin Fan sat on the ground, took a deep breath, raised his hand to touch the storage bag, and took out several bottles of pills.

As soon as the cork was opened, a rich medicinal fragrance instantly spread and lingered in the cave.

These pills are extremely rare, and each one contains tremendous medicinal power. They are precious healing products that he carefully prepared.

The first thing he picked up was the bottle of "Spirit Vein Restoration Pill" that could restore the meridians.

This pill is round in shape, dark blue all over, with a faint halo flowing on the surface. If you look closely, you can see tiny silver lines inside the pill, as intricate as the meridians in the human body.

This pill is made from thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng, cold marrow from the earth's core, and several rare natural treasures. It takes 49 days to refine using a special alchemy method.

Lin Fan didn't hesitate at all, tilting his head back and swallowing the pill. Instantly, a cool, powerful force exploded in his throat, flowing down through it, towards his depleted and damaged meridians.

(End of this chapter)