was finally temporarily on one side. As for the Sky-Empty Ghost King, he wanted to kill them as soon as possible, and Lu Xia Tian had no reason to sit idly by and watch the Sky-Empty Ghost King succee...Finally, Lu Xiaotiān's five deputy primordial spirits successfully twisted this chaotic ball of divine consciousness into a relatively small corner. However, the twisted ball of divine consciousness was still resisting desperately. The five strands of chaotic divine consciousness formed threads, winding them inside, which prevented Lu Xiaotiān from making a move for a while.

However, Lu Xia Tian was not lacking in patience. His five deputy primordial spirits were like veteran hunters, making tentative attacks in different directions. After an unknown amount of time, one of the threads was successfully caught by Lu Xia Tian's deputy primordial spirits. Lu Xia Tian immediately used his other four deputy primordial spirits to suppress the counterattacks from the other chaotic divine senses. Then, he carefully pulled the captured thread out of the ball of threads, like unwinding silk from a cocoon.

The principle seems simple, but the whole process is a constant tug-of-war between Lu Xia Tian and the chaotic divine consciousness of Chi Ban Nei Wu Dao. The danger is even more numerous than fighting against humans. Once two completely different divine consciousnesses clash head-on, only the victor has the power to survive.

A chaotic divine sense was pulled out by Lu Xiaottian, expelled from the Chiban, and as soon as this chaotic divine sense was driven out, Lu Xiaottian stretched out his finger and shot out a spark of fire, burning the chaotic divine sense to ashes.

Xiang Qingcheng was wholeheartedly refining the Tongming Jianxin sword heart. The sword techniques she practiced, this Tongming Jianxin, were essential for her advancement in kendo. As Xiang Qingcheng refined it, a faint sword intent, like air currents, flowed around her, centered on Xiang Qingcheng, slowly moving over this black glacier, giving people an illusion of a world of swords. All things are nothingness, only the sword remains in my heart!

"It's a pity that time is too short, otherwise I might be able to break free from the shackles." Xiang Qingcheng felt a change in the distance and sighed inwardly. The demon hawks, the ox turtles, and those guys probably wouldn't let her break through so easily, increasing the threat to them.

On the contrary, this silver-haired Eastern youth has been protecting her. Having cultivated to the realm of Tongming Sword Heart, Xiang Qingcheng's perception of her surroundings has reached a subtle level, and her divine sense has made further progress. Even with her divine sense, she can perceive Lu Xiaoteng's movements.

Suddenly, Xiang Qingcheng felt a powerful surge of yang energy wash over her. She let out a surprised exclamation and opened her eyes wide. She saw the silver-haired Dongfang's wrist move, and a crimson flag shot from his palm into the air, fluttering in the wind. It suddenly expanded to dozens of feet long. A fiery cloud swirled around the red flag. The fire cloud transformed, instantly changing into a golden-whiskered fire carp. The golden-whiskered fire carp leapt into the air, heading straight for the waving crimson flag like a fish leaping over a dragon gate. It leaped into the flag and vanished. However, the red flag now glowed brightly, with faint roars of a dragon echoing from within.

“Fish leaps over the Dragon Gate, crimson carp and dragon banner!” Lu Xiaoteng’s brow stretched open. This red banner was more active than he expected, truly beyond imagination. At this extreme cold place, being able to unexpectedly refine such a treasure banner undoubtedly increased his chances of obtaining treasures later. Unfortunately, the few divine imprints that wrapped around this red banner were too deep. With Lu Xiaoteng’s current abilities, he couldn’t remove them at all. Even for Lu Xiaoteng, it was difficult to restore this Crimson Carp Dragon Banner to its prime.

However, the might of this red gold dragon banner exceeded his expectations. To have achieved this level was already a pleasant surprise, so there was no need to push for more.

Lu Xiaoxiao's Void pointed at the Chijin Li Long Flag, and the waving red flag flashed with firelight, transforming into a light curtain that landed on Lu Xiaoxiao. The chill from this black glacier was instantly pushed away by the Chijin Li Long Flag, and even the power of the Fiery Monkey Wine within his body couldn't be used for a moment.

“Although the chilling air of this strange glacier is formidable, it’s still bearable. To use the Scarlet Gold Koi Dragon Banner now seems a bit overkill.” Lu Xia Tian gestured with his hand, and the Scarlet Gold Koi Dragon Banner transformed into a streak of fire, vanishing into Lu Xia Tian's palm.

“How is the refinement of the Sword Heart of Clarity going” Lu Xiaotian asked, looking at Xiang Qingcheng after putting away the Red Gold Carp Dragon Banner.

"Not bad."

Xiang Qingcheng's cultivation in kendo had greatly advanced. Confident facing ordinary cultivators, she wouldn't lose for a while. However, looking at this silver-haired Dongfang whose realm was a level lower than her own, she felt an inexplicable unease. Even Xiang Qingcheng thought this feeling was too absurd for others, but only she knew it wasn't a delusion. This Dongfang fellow couldn't be judged by ordinary standards. At the early stage of Yuanying, his brilliance already made it difficult for great cultivators to suppress him easily. Once he broke through to the middle stage of Yuanying, that would probably be his time to soar into the heavens.

"It seems the omens are good." Lu Xia Tian smiled, but suddenly his and Xiang Qing Cheng's expressions changed. Hundreds of miles away, a strange cry of a demonic owl suddenly exploded, shaking everyone to their core. Just listening to the sound made one feel dizzy and almost unable to hold on. Although they hadn't seen it yet, just hearing this sound conjured up images of a chaotic dance of demons.

"The floating coffin is about to emerge, the soul-stirring demonic sounds!" Lu Xia Tian and Xiang Qing Cheng both said in unison.

“Let’s go!” Lu Xia Tian and Xiang Qing Cheng simultaneously mounted their swords and flew towards the direction of Zhuimo Lake.

Beyond the layers of illusions, a massive black tortoise emerged, soaring through clouds and mist. Its short limbs moved with an apparent slowness, yet it covered miles in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, the griffon's wings reflected on the black glacier as the wind howled.

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The Golden Armor Corpse King and the rest, their corpse qi surging, outside the Falling Demon Pool, also caused quite a commotion.

The closer they got to the Devil's Pit, the more monstrous figures emerged from its seemingly glass-like surface, wisps of smoke like creatures struggling to break free. The cries of owls coalesced into sound waves as tangible as blades, piercing into people's brains.

The old tortoise and the nearby gold-armored corpse king cast a deep, penetrating gaze at Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng.

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Xiang Qingcheng let out a cold snort, her white garments fluttering in the wind. An intangible sword intent swirled around her, and an invisible demonic sound emanating from the Abyss of Demons began to dissipate upon encountering this peerless swordsmanship. What was once thick and menacing became as thin as smoke, eventually losing its lethal power and scattering with the wind.

Lu Xiaitian had sparred with Xiang Qingcheng before, her sword intent was fierce and sharp. But the sword intent before him now seemed to have a touch of simplicity and truthfulness to it. He initially intended to make a move, but seeing Xiang Qingcheng's significant progress in kendo, she seemingly wanted to test his skills without going all out. Naturally, Lu Xiaitian was happy to save some effort.

A hint of surprise flashed in the Golden Armor Corpse King's eyes, but within his originally deep pupils, a few more points of tranquil green emerged. Apparently, even this Golden Armor Corpse King hadn't been idle before.

“This soul-stirring demonic sound is even more potent than before. Don't waste your mana recklessly. Otherwise, if you can't keep up later, it won't be a matter of whether or not you want to retrieve the treasure, but whether you can survive this soul-stirring demonic sound attack.” Jīguī glanced at Xiang Qingcheng and Lü Xiaotiān, his voice aged and solemn.m and composed demeanor as Lu Xiaitian. 。When the next step once again sets foot outside the Colossal Vessel. 。Then, layer upon layer of ice crystals appeared on its body, instantly transforming it in...