Chapter 655: Chapter 628: Taking the Stage

In the Red Willow House.

Shen Xuan opened his eyes, his face displeased.

His cultivation was completely sealed by the Red Willow Spirit Sealing Array.

At this moment, he was no different from an ordinary mortal.

"They know it wasn’t me, yet they want to keep me here."

Shen Xuan was indifferent to whoever killed Zhao Changming.

Such matters were insignificant to him.

Even if Zhao Changming was the direct descendant of True Master Yanghuo.

He was willing to come to the Law Enforcement Hall and honestly recount the scene at the banquet, which was already kind enough to the Fire Cloud Sect and True Master Yanghuo.

"Seven days."

"I’ll give them seven days. After that, whether they find out or not, I will leave this place."

Shen Xuan decided.

Though his lifespan was long, he could not waste it in Fire Cloud Immortal City.

The Demon Race was stirring restlessly.

The Dark Star Alliance was raising storms.

Sects everywhere showed signs of instability.

In times of chaos, enhancing one’s strength is the greatest asset to survive.

"Strange, the fall of Zhao Changming, such a big event, how could Zuo Yaoting handle it alone?"

"Come to think of it, who benefits the most from killing Zhao Changming?"

Shen Xuan did not believe that such efforts were merely for robbery or looting treasures.

The most important label on Zhao Changming was that he was the direct grandson of the Fire Technique Golden Core True Master of Fire Cloud Sect.

"So, is someone trying to lure out True Master Yanghuo?"

"Hiss!"

Shen Xuan took a deep breath.

He suddenly had a terrifying suspicion.

True Master Yanghuo might be ambushed on the way to Fire Cloud Immortal City.

Back in the Cyan Cloud Sect, he had fallen for this trick.

"Could it be? After all, it’s one of the notable sects in Yan Country. It’s said that the great elder of the Fire Cloud Sect, True Master Primordial Fire, is attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul.

"Moreover, True Master Yanghuo is a Fire Technique Golden Core True Master with remarkable strength. Within the influence range of the Fire Cloud Sect, he’s not easy to deal with."

Shen Xuan shook his head, as if to dispel this bold conjecture from his mind.

If that were true, the implications would be too great.

As a mere newly-advanced Fire Technique Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he naturally would make a swift escape.

...

Qianlong River.

It’s said that a Divine Dragon once fell and hid here, hence the name.

A crimson sword light sliced through the sky above Qianlong River.

Wearing a purple robe and looking solemn, True Master Yanghuo was executing sword flight at full speed.

His face was sullen, his mood extremely poor.

Just after leaving seclusion, he learned that his direct grandson Zhao Changming had unexpectedly perished in Fire Cloud Immortal City, and the soul token he left in the sect was shattered.

This incident was filled with mystery.

Despite his grief, True Master Yanghuo was personally going to Fire Cloud Immortal City to investigate.

At this moment, his heart was burning with anger, wanting nothing more than to quickly reach Fire Cloud Immortal City, uncover the truth, and bring the murderer of his grandson to justice.

Suddenly, the calm river below erupted with a roar.

Towering waves, mixed with chilling demonic qi, surged into the sky.

A graceful and indistinct figure stood atop the wave, face veiled in black gauze, slender hands waving softly, as countless dark water arrows shot forward like a violent storm.

At the same time.

A figure appeared on both his left and right sides, shrouded in illusions of demonic light. One was a large heavy seal the size of a house falling down with force, and the other was an ethereal cold-glinting Binding Immortal Rope entwining towards him.

"Not good!" True Master Yanghuo’s heart trembled, his expression changing dramatically.

These three were all Nascent Soul Realm Demon Cultivators, attacking him simultaneously.

Clearly, they had been plotting for a while.

True Master Yanghuo’s Sword Light turned sharply, his figure halted abruptly, and he rapidly descended, narrowly avoiding the combined attack of the three. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The Demon Seal smashed down before him with the momentum of ten thousand thunderbolts.

The fierce wind blew against True Master Yanghuo’s fluttering magic robe.

The Yanghuo Sword erupted with crimson brilliance, shooting towards the Binding Immortal Rope.

"Boom!"

Both the Binding Immortal Rope and the Yanghuo Sword retreated into the hands of their respective owners.

The dark water arrows turned mid-air, accelerating again to shoot forward.

True Master Yanghuo activated the Power of Pill Essence, manifesting a fiery hand to block the dark water arrows.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle..."

The dark water arrows transformed into trails of demonic mist, swirling around the veiled woman.

True Master Yanghuo’s blood churned, his heart filled with dread.

The three Demon Cultivators formed a triangular formation, enclosing him in the center.

The two wielding the seals and ropes were both late-stage Demon Pill, with strength comparable to his own.

And the veiled woman facing him, her aura was strong, like a deep abyss.

If he guessed correctly, she was likely late-stage Holy Pill, her strength surpassing his own.

Moreover, she was a Water Cultivator, perfectly countering him.

"Who are you?"

"Why attack me?"

"Did you mistake me for someone else?"

Suppressing his anger, True Master Yanghuo spoke in a deep voice.

The thin, old man controlling the Demon Seal chuckled sinisterly: "True Master Yanghuo of the Fire Cloud Sect, I haven’t mistaken you."

"As for us, can’t you tell? Such ignorance."

"We are from the Shadowkill Sect. You should just surrender."

Shadowkill Sect!

True Master Yanghuo’s heart trembled secretly.

This cross-country assassination organization actually targeted him!

"Why?"

Before the other side could answer, the Yanghuo Sword in True Master Yanghuo’s hand blazed with crimson light, spewing out the Three Yang True Flame, transforming into a fire dragon rushing towards the veiled woman ahead.

He wanted to force her back, tear open a gap, and escape.

Therefore, he used the Three Yang True Flame Divine Power he had practiced for many years right from the start.

This True Flame, Supreme Yang and Firm, melts metal and refines iron, counteracting various demonic techniques of yin and evil.

However, the veiled woman stood her ground, summoning a small glass bottle.

The bottle tipped slightly, releasing a jade-green, semi-transparent Divine Water, which unfurled like a rainbow and rapidly expanded with the wind, enveloping the fire dragon like a Celestial River Reversal.

"Sizzle..."

The fire dragon formed by the Three Yang True Flame suddenly dimmed, the flames shrinking.

A few breaths later, the fire dragon silently extinguished in front of True Master Yanghuo.

True Master Yanghuo spat out Essence Blood, teetering on the brink.

His Three Yang True Flame, honed over years, was dissolved by the veiled woman’s Divine Water, shaking his Divine Soul and leaving his aura weakened.