Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

Lin Zhao sheathed her sword and returned to the sea.

Bai Jing looked at him, her expression changing slightly.

In terms of pure offensive power, sword cultivators are still stronger. Sword cultivators can concentrate all their power on one point and are not affected by the external environment.

While the demonic path can easily influence the outside world, conversely, it is also easily influenced by the external environment.

The power of Bai Jing at the bottom of the sea was weakened by 30%, but while seawater could weaken the power of demonic energy, it could not weaken the sword energy that Lin Zhao had condensed to the extreme.

The eleventh clan territory is a volcanic island. The island is not large, only a few dozen miles in circumference, but deep beneath its surface lies a vast underground lava lake.

The Qingyu Clan has set up numerous restrictions here, with a self-destructing restriction at the core. Once the formation is broken, it will directly detonate the lava lake, dragging everyone down with it.

When the three attacked the island, the Qingyu Clan's garrison cultivators had already activated the self-destruction restriction.

The ground of the entire island began to shake violently, cracks spread from the center of the island outwards, and blinding red light surged out. The heat wave had scorched all the vegetation on the island.

Tianhao raised his hand to stop Lin Zhao and Bai Jing: "I'll do this."

He stepped forward, formed a hand seal, activated the Heavenly Law Dao Decree, and countless spiritual energies condensed into a Dao seal.

The Dao Seal was only the size of a palm, pure white, like a jade token.

He pressed the Dao Seal into the void—the tremors of the entire island stopped abruptly, the runes that were destroying the restrictions went out one by one, the red light in the cracks gradually dimmed, and even the churning magma underground temporarily subsided.

Bai Jing raised an eyebrow.

Tianhao did not stop. The nine Haoyang Pearls flew into the air at the same time, forming a circle and hanging directly above the island.

He clasped his hands together, and the nine precious pearls lit up at the same time, as if nine suns had been ignited, turning the surrounding area of ​​a hundred miles into a white domain. Within this domain, all spiritual power was under Tianhao's control.

He pressed his hands down, and countless white beams of light shot out from the nine orbs simultaneously. The white light ignited everything the moment it hit the ground, turning the entire island into a sea of ​​fire.

Four beams of light shot out from the center of the island. They were four Core Formation cultivators stationed there. They raised their protective spiritual light and tried desperately to fly outwards, but they could not fly more than a hundred feet before their protective spiritual light was pierced by the bright white light of the sun and turned into four fireballs that fell into the sea of ​​fire below.

Finally, the volcano let out a muffled roar, the entire volcanic island split open from the middle, lava erupted completely, seawater poured in, and steam shot into the sky, forming a mushroom cloud hundreds of feet high.

The three people hovered above the mushroom cloud, completely unharmed.

Tianhao retrieved the pearl, dusted off imaginary dust, and said calmly, "For dealing with such a large-scale target, you'll have to rely on me."

Lin Zhao stood beside him and casually remarked, "The problem is—what about the spoils of war? The treasure vault is on the island. If you burn the entire island down, how much of the treasure vault will be left?"

Tianhao paused for a moment, and his expression stiffened slightly.

Bai Jing floated over from the side, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a gloating tone, "A pretty boy is just a pretty boy. He was so focused on showing off that he forgot to pack his things."

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The nineteenth clan territory. They finally encountered real trouble.

This is an island nearly a thousand miles long, with three spiritual veins, one of which is already close to the fourth level.

According to intelligence, there should be at least ten Core Formation cultivators stationed here.

But when the three flew to the island's edge, they encountered a gray figure standing in mid-air, middle-aged with a sinister face and wearing a black robe.

Without speaking, he directly released his Dharma form, and a gray eagle Dharma form appeared behind him, with a wingspan of over a thousand feet, blotting out the sky.

He directly merged with the Azure Eagle Dharma Image, and with a flap of the Azure Eagle's wings, a violent gale swept in, each one powerful enough to tear apart the defenses of a Core Formation cultivator. The gale carved deep trenches into the sea surface, and the waves were cut into pieces before they even surged up.

The Nascent Soul Dharma Body—the Misty Heaven Alliance has finally sent someone.

Bai Jing held the bone scythe horizontally in front of her, licked her lips, and said, "Finally, someone's got some guts. Let's all go at them and get them."

She charged forward first, and the demonic energy of white bones condensed in front of her into a bone shield a hundred feet in size, the surface of which was covered with barbs.

The gale struck the bone shield, producing a teeth-grinding scraping sound, and shards of bone and gale force scattered everywhere.

Her figure appeared and disappeared in the gale. The Heavenly Netherworld Demonic Qi allowed her to switch between reality and illusion. The gale could only pass through her afterimages and could not harm her real body.

She defied the fierce wind and charged upwards, the bone scythe dancing in her hand, searching for the right moment to strike.

Lin Zhao was preparing to join forces with Tian Hao in a siege, after all, he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and his combat power should not be underestimated.

Before he could move, a gray blade of light pierced through the air and arrived.

That strike was too fast; Lin Zhao could only instinctively activate a crimson aura within his body—the Blood Essence Bone Fiend Palace automatically flew out, unfolding in front of him, its surface covered with countless blood-red pupils that all opened.

The blade flashed and struck the palace.

boom.

A burst of crimson and gray light suddenly erupted, and the shockwave created a crater hundreds of feet deep in the sea below.

Lin Zhao and the palace were sent flying far away, and it took them more than ten miles to regain their footing on the sea.

A deep knife mark appeared on the Blood Essence Bone Fiend Hall's body, and the light in its blood-red eyes dimmed slightly, but it ultimately blocked the attack.

A third-tier top-grade magic weapon is no longer something that can be shattered by a single blow from a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Tianhao also encountered trouble.

Just as he was preparing to go and support Lin Zhao, a golden, menacing figure appeared out of nowhere beside him.

The creature was over ten feet tall, with two jagged, twisted horns on its head, as if forged from molten gold and tempered in fire, and its mane flew wildly around its neck.

Its body is covered with dark gold scales, each the size of a palm and gleaming with a metallic texture.

Its body shape is somewhat like a dragon, but it is more agile, with strong and powerful limbs, and its whole body is covered with a layer of dark golden spiritual light.

At first glance, it even has a somewhat divine quality—but what it releases is a terrifying and malevolent aura, which is almost tangible, dyeing the air around it a faint dark red.

The Hou, as it is said in legends, is a truly ferocious beast that feeds on dragons.

A young Hou.

It is not a dragon, but the aura it exudes is more dangerous than that of a dragon.

The Hou suddenly opened its huge mouth and bit down at Tianhao. What came out of its mouth was not flesh and blood, but a swirling dark golden vortex, like a passage leading to some unknown space.

Tianhao's expression changed drastically, and the nine Haoyang Pearls simultaneously emitted white light, forming a light barrier in front of him.

With a single swipe of its claw, the light barrier shattered like glass.

The Haoyang Pearls flew back, and two of them developed small cracks on their surfaces.

Tianhao had no time to feel sorry for himself; he flipped his hand and unleashed his strongest trump card.

The fourth-tier defensive magic weapon, the True Yang Spirit Shield.