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

Seeing the two demons, one black and one white, blasted into ashes, a smile finally appeared on Xia Jin's face.

Although Xuanming and Ziyang Zhenren of the Lieyang Dynasty managed to escape by sheer luck, they could escape the temple but not the monk.

After he receives the system reward and his cultivation advances further, he will definitely go to Lieyang in the future to thoroughly settle scores with those two old Taoists.

"The system reward I received this time is probably enough to allow me to step into the fourth or even fifth level of the Land Immortal Realm!" Xia Jin glanced at the system reward, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly stopped.

"I almost forgot, there's also a Azure Lotus Secret Realm here!!" Xia Jin's figure flickered, and she appeared at the location where True Person Ziyang had just opened the entrance to the secret realm.

Sensing the subtle spatial fluctuations remaining in the air, he ripped his hands apart fiercely!

"Sizzle~!"

A vortex appeared instantly, emanating a familiar azure lotus sword intent. Xia Jin didn't hesitate for a moment, stepping into it, her figure instantly swallowed by the vortex. Then, the crack quickly closed.

……

About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea after Xia Jin disappeared, on the edge of the battlefield, which had been shattered by the heavenly lightning and was full of scorched earth and huge craters, the soil under a scorched rock suddenly undulated slightly.

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Immediately afterwards, a bloodstained hand painstakingly pried open the rubble, and the wolf lord's figure crawled out extremely slowly, bit by bit.

However, even such a simple action took him almost ten breaths to fully climb out.

He lay paralyzed on the ground, his face pale, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath, his body covered with charred wounds from lightning strikes.

"Cough cough... Ha... Ha..." He turned his head and spat out several mouthfuls of blood, his eyes filled with terror. "What... what kind of monster is that?!"

Recalling the devastating, heaven-shattering lightning that struck him, he still felt his whole body tremble.

If it weren't for the token passed down from the previous Wolf Lord of the Northern Frontier that saved his life at the critical moment, he would probably have already perished like the Black and White Demons.

He touched the wolf tooth on his chest, its surface now covered with spiderweb-like cracks, almost shattering at the slightest touch.

A hint of heartache flashed in the wolf lord's eyes.

"We can't stay here any longer! Once I've regained some strength, I'll head back to the Northern Frontier!!" He struggled to sit up and quickly began to treat his injuries.

After resting for about half an incense stick's time and feeling that his spiritual power had recovered somewhat, the Wolf Lord dared not delay at all. He transformed into a streak of light and fled madly toward the northern frontier at top speed.

As he left, he kept turning back, his mind filled with only one thought: "This time I'm back in the Northern Frontier! Even if the sky falls and the earth collapses outside, I will never again lightly step out of the Northern Frontier!"

……

Meanwhile, at the foot of a desolate mountain, far from the battlefield, at the border between the Lieyang Dynasty and the Western Regions.

The space suddenly distorted, and two rather disheveled figures fell directly from it, the golden light enveloping them vanishing as they fell. They were none other than Xuanming Zhenren and Ziyang Zhenren, who had just escaped.

"Pfft!" As soon as they regained their footing, the two of them almost simultaneously spat out a mouthful of blood, their breaths becoming weak.

Clearly, forcibly using that life-saving technique would also come at a great cost to them, not only depleting their essence and blood but also seemingly damaging their very essence.

They exchanged a lingering glance, both still harboring a trace of fear in their eyes.

Master Ziyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and it took him a few breaths to recover: "Senior brother, what should we do next?"

He leaned against a boulder, his face filled with worry: "It seems we can't return to Qingfeng Temple for the time being. That man's methods are extraordinary; if he's determined to seek revenge, Qingfeng Temple will likely be the first place he targets."

Upon hearing this, Master Xuanming also remained silent for a long time.

In the end, all I could do was sigh.

"It seems we two can only go 'there' to lay low for now," Master Xuanming said hesitantly. "If things calm down after a while and that person doesn't come looking for us, we can come back here."

"Senior brother! You're not talking about...that place!?" Master Ziyang suddenly paused, then frowned, seemingly reluctant. "Senior brother! Before Master passed away, he repeatedly warned us that unless we faced a life-or-death situation, we must never approach 'that place,' and we must not easily disturb the beings 'inside'! Let's find another place."

"Then tell me, where can we go now?" Master Xuanming turned to look at him and asked seriously, "With the methods of a terrestrial immortal, if the other party really wants to find us, unless we seal our cultivation and completely hide in the mortal world, as long as we are still active in the Eastern Xuan Continent and leave any clues, it is only a matter of time before he finds us."

"But 'there' is different. That place can easily isolate our presence and confuse the secrets of heaven. No matter how strong that person's divine sense is, they will never be able to track our whereabouts."

Seeing his junior brother's still hesitant expression, Master Xuanming continued, "Besides, we're just using it as a place to hide for a while. As long as we don't touch anything inside, we should be fine once this storm has passed."

Master Ziyang opened his mouth, but ultimately could not find any reason to refute it.

Especially when he thought of Xia Jin's lightning power, which could easily kill them with a mere gesture, he couldn't help but feel apprehensive.

Seeing that Master Ziyang nodded, Master Xuanming also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then let's go there right away!!"

Even at their pace, it took them 45 minutes to reach a remote, desolate mountain area.

"According to what Master said before, it should be right here!" Master Xuanming held a roll of parchment, his brows furrowed as he looked around.

Finally, when he saw a rocky cliff in a mountain hollow that resembled an eagle, a smile appeared on his face.

"Let's go over there!!"

Led by Master Xuanming, the two soon arrived at a dilapidated temple that was almost blending into the mountain rocks and was only half a person tall.

The temple was inconspicuous, covered in moss and various thorny vines. Without close inspection, no one would notice it.

Master Ziyang stepped forward, flicked his sleeve, and unleashed a gentle force that instantly turned the thorns and weeds into dust, revealing the small temple.

"Junior brother, let's begin!" Master Xuanming nodded to Master Ziyang beside him.

He took out three incense sticks and lit them.

The smoke rose, but instead of ascending straight to the sky as usual, it was sucked into the dilapidated temple.

The temple was dimly lit. A statue of a deity, its features blurred by time, seemed to move slightly the instant the smoke from the incense smoke filled the temple.

A suction force suddenly arose, directly pulling Xuanming and Ziyang, who were outside the temple.

The two men froze, then immediately gave up resisting, instantly transforming into two streaks of light and being absorbed into the small, deserted temple.