Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

Shen Jinghan stared wide-eyed at the person in front of him, his face filled with disbelief.

He subconsciously looked back at the direction outside the mountain gate, then at Xia Jin in front of him, and was completely stunned.

"You...you weren't just...attacked by that cripple..."

Shen Jinghan pointed in the direction of the mountain gate, then pointed at Xia Jin, his eyes filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Xia Jin couldn't help but laugh when she saw his astonished expression.

"Hahaha, I mean, Senior Brother Shen, that..." He gestured towards the mountain gate with his chin, "You could say it's me. But to be more precise..."

He paused, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes.

"That is my incarnation."

"An...avatar?!"

Shen Jinghan stared intently at Xia Jin, as if he were looking at some monster.

"An avatar?! Isn't that... isn't that something only top-tier experts could comprehend?!"

Shen Jinghan suddenly wondered if he had misheard.

This kind of thing is something that very few people, let alone those in the Dragon Transformation Realm, can comprehend, even among those above the Dragon Transformation Realm or even higher-level experts!

And now...

My junior brother, who is only at the Immortal Ascension Realm, said in front of me that he has mastered the Incarnation Technique?

Shen Jinghan's gaze towards Xia Jin gradually became somewhat hungry.

That look in his eyes was like that of a dog that hadn't eaten for three days seeing a bone.

"Junior Brother Xia..."

Shen Jinghan rubbed his hands together, his face plastered with a fawning smile.

"Look, we're fellow disciples, and we have a good relationship, right? So... could you... teach me about the avatar technique?"

Xia Jin rolled her eyes at his expression.

Of course he knew what Shen Jinghan wanted to say.

"Senior Brother Shen, it's not that I don't want to teach you," Xia Jin shook her head helplessly, "it's just that even if I wanted to teach you, you wouldn't be able to learn it."

He's right.

The Yin-Yang Differentiation Technique is a supernatural ability that ordinary people cannot access.

Moreover, even if one has the cultivation technique, it still requires extremely demanding conditions to condense an avatar.

Putting aside everything else, the requirement for the strength of a cultivator's soul alone is enough to deter 99% of cultivators.

Xia Jin was able to successfully condense this avatar not only because of the profoundness of the Yin-Yang Differentiation Technique itself, but also largely because of the system's assistance.

To be honest, without the system, he doubted he would have ever been able to create it in his lifetime.

"Is there really no way at all?"

Shen Jinghan stared longingly at Xia Jin.

"real."

Xia Jin shook her head firmly.

Shen Jinghan sighed, his face full of disappointment.

But he wasn't the type to pester others relentlessly. He quickly adjusted his mindset, "Fine, if there's no way, there's no way! When I reach that level of great power in the future, I'll figure out a way to condense an avatar."

Xia Jin nodded, then suddenly frowned.

He seemed to sense something.

"Senior Brother Shen," Xia Jin's expression turned serious, "twenty breaths."

"What?"

"My avatar can probably only hold on for another twenty breaths."

Xia Jin's voice was calm, but Shen Jinghan detected a hint of urgency in it.

Twenty breaths...

"Twenty breaths is enough!"

Shen Jinghan frowned, but his eyes quickly filled with coldness. After saying those words, he transformed into a streak of light and headed straight for the depths of the Hall of Wrathful Souls.

Watching Shen Jinghan's disappearing figure, Xia Jin's lips curled up slightly.

Then, he moved too.

However, instead of following Shen Jinghan to set the fire, he once again rushed towards the treasure vault.

I left in such a hurry that I probably didn't have time to take any of the good stuff from the treasury of the Wrathful Soul Palace.

......

Twenty breaths is neither a long nor a short time.

But for Shen Jinghan, that was enough.

After arranging everything, Shen Jinghan returned to the mountain peak not far from the Hall of Wrathful Souls.

Xia Jin was already waiting there.

"Junior Brother Xia, it seems you've acquired quite a few good things?"

Looking at Xia Jin's smiling face, Shen Jinghan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and ask.

Xia Jin grinned and nodded smugly.

"That's good, but you'll have to give me some of it later!"

After saying that, Shen Jinghan took a deep breath and took out a purple talisman from his sleeve.

Shen Jinghan pinched the talisman between two fingers, and with a surge of spiritual power,

The talisman ignited instantly.

The next moment, Shen Jinghan threw the burning talisman into the air.

boom!!!

In that instant, the entire Hall of Wrathful Souls was engulfed in towering flames!

That flame was clearly unusual, as it actually contained a hint of purple!

Moreover, it burned at an astonishing speed; in just a few breaths, most of the Wrathful Soul Palace was engulfed in flames.

"Fire! Fire!"

"Quick! Put out the fire!"

"Water! Bring me water!"

"These bastards!! How dare they burn down my Wrathful Soul Palace while the cult leader and the others were away!"

Inside the Hall of Wrathful Souls, the disciples who had just gathered in the square because of Xia Jin suddenly looked around at the fires, and a hint of panic appeared in their eyes.

They desperately tried to put out the fire.

But soon, they despaired.

They discovered that this strange flame, when it came into contact with water, not only did not go out, but burned even more fiercely!

"What...what is this will-o'-the-wisp?!"

"It can't be put out! This fire just won't go out!"

"It's over...it's all over...even if we can put out this fire, we won't survive until the Palace Master returns!!"

Wailing and screams echoed through the Hall of Wrathful Souls.

Xia Jin, standing on a distant mountain peak, was also slightly moved by this scene.

He turned his head and looked at Shen Jinghan with some surprise.

"Impressive, Senior Brother Shen, this is no ordinary method."

Shen Jinghan chuckled, his usually honest face now appearing somewhat sly.

"Just a petty trick."

"Before coming here, I specially obtained some good things from my master. This spiritual flame cannot be extinguished by ordinary people."

Xia Jin shook her head as she looked at his smug expression.

However, he was indeed somewhat surprised.

Shen Jinghan usually seems carefree and unserious, but his methods...

That's truly remarkable.

......

At the same time that the Hall of Wrathful Souls was engulfed in flames, on a desolate wasteland dozens of miles away...

The lame old man finally caught up with Xia Jin's avatar.

"Kid, you're pretty fast."

The lame old man snorted coldly, and his withered right hand finally grabbed the neck of Xia Jin's avatar.

However, just as he lifted Xia Jin's avatar into the air and revealed a smug smile on his face...

A purple light shone on the horizon behind him.

That is……

Firelight?

The lame old man's expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly turned his head away.

In the direction of the Hall of Wrathful Souls, towering flames illuminated half the sky!

The lame old man's pupils suddenly contracted.

"What's going on? The Hall of Wrathful Souls...something happened?!"

For the first time, his voice carried a hint of anger and coldness.

The Hall of Wrathful Souls—that was the place the Hall Master specifically instructed him to keep a close watch on before he left.

And now...

It was burned down?!

The lame old man's face was terribly grim. He lowered his head, staring intently at the avatar of Xia Jin that he was holding in his hand.

"Kid, you actually had accomplices?"

However, at this moment, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of Xia Jin's avatar. "Old ghost, you've been tricked!!"

After saying this, Xia Jin's avatar suddenly began to swell.

An extremely violent surge of spiritual energy erupted from his body!

"you......"

The lame old man's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to throw Xia Jin's avatar out.

But Xia Jin's avatar gripped his wrist instead.

boom!!!

A deafening explosion resounded across the wilderness!

The lame old man was blasted backward, tumbling dozens of times in the air.

And that incarnation...

They had long since turned into countless specks of light and dissipated into the air.

"Damn it..."

The lame old man glanced at his injuries and immediately gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

But soon, he forgot all about his anger.

Because the fire at the Hall of Wrathful Souls is getting bigger and bigger.

"Okay, very good..."

After dealing with the Wrathful Soul Palace, he will definitely find that brat and tear him to pieces!

……

Meanwhile, Xia Jin, who was far away on a mountain peak outside the Hall of Wrathful Souls, suddenly groaned and her face turned slightly pale.

"What's wrong, Junior Brother Xia?!"

Shen Jinghan quickly asked.

Xia Jin waved her hand and took a deep breath.

"The avatar... has been destroyed."

"But it's okay, this time it's not a loss."