In the clouds, the sound laughed loudly at Luo Xuan without any care: "Your treasure was taken, the opportunity you carefully planned became someone else's, yet you dare not resist. You are so weak. Is there even a trace of something that can be called blood in your heart? Come and play with us?"
Realizing that the guy was up to no good, Luo Xuan hastily sealed his ears with spiritual force. However, he was currently in a state of three heads and six arms. After sealing four of his ears, the remaining two ears were slower to respond. Despite resisting in his mind, that part of his body seemed to have lost control and allowed the persuasive sounds to command one-third of his body.
"How dare you harm a Disciple of the Jie Sect? Watch this!" In the critical moment, when Yun Xiao had seemingly gone far away, he suddenly turned back.
Luo Xuan was overjoyed that he had the tag of a Disciple of the Jie Sect. Seeing Yun Xiao turn back was like seeing a relative.
The two faces, slightly distorted, shouted together: "Savior Uncle, save me!"
In a world dominated by the Feng species, Yun Xiao would certainly not use the Golden Dragon Scissors. It was trouble waiting to happen.
She pointed her finger like a sword and quickly tapped the head of Luo Xuan, which was under control. Luo Xuan felt a powerful and irresistible Shangqing cultivation power rush into his body. His spiritual essence trembled violently. The three eyes on the out-of-control head closed one after another, and his whole body became dazed. He couldn't think any more, and hurriedly sheathed the ability of three heads and six arms.
"Be careful, Junior Disciple."
"Thank you, senior uncle, for saving my life!"
Yun Xiao pointed with a single finger, forcing those true spirits of the Feng tribe to withdraw from Luo Xuan's body.
"You young fool, you're asking for death!" A dazzling and colorful ribbon shot from all directions, accompanied by a myriad of colorful spells. Yun Xiao set up an array, array board, and array flag in place. When the true spirits of the Feng tribe broke through the formation, they discovered that Yun Xiao was not within the array and even Luo Xuan had disappeared.
While many Feng tribe true spirits were still searching, they suddenly felt a brilliant glow behind them. Without thinking, they turned around and saw a rising sun. In the light, their grudges that had accumulated for countless years slowly dissolved.
Yun Xiao drew the sword from its sheath.
Except for her close brother and sister, only Tongtian Master knows that she primarily practices the sword path.
Yun Xiao was the only disciple of Tongtian who practiced swordsmanship, the difference being that Tongtian's swordsmanship was looking down on the world, while Yun Xiao's swordsmanship was guarding her loved ones.
Ninety-nine percent of the Saint's disciples would not follow the path of their master, the Saint, and only take reference from it but never imitate. This is because this path has come to an end, so why walk it? Nüwa is skilled in the path of creation and transformation, and Deng ChanYu directly turned to the path of space – this is clear evidence.
Yun Xiao knew full well that this path was untenable, but in order to protect her own siblings, she made a resolute decision to walk this path.
Swordsmanship is top-tier in any world, and Yun Xiao has reached the level of Qingsheng. With a sword in hand, she is not afraid to face even Menghe and Hou Tian.
No matter how much trouble Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao cause, as her older sister, she can cover for them.
In the original time and space, if she hadn't forcefully confronted the Yellow Origin Heavenly Sage, her choice would have been fine.
At this moment, Yun Xiao drew a brilliant gold longsword, which was the Eastern Emperor's Sword! It was also her sword for slaying souls!
With a stab of her sword, the heavens split and the earth cracked. The fiery red world was divided in two, with light flames ascending and heavy flames sinking into the ground. The many Feng tribe true spirits surrounding Luo Xuan were reduced to dust under this sword strike, the collective consciousness shrinking by a huge margin. The remaining small part then became gentle and scholarly.
"May I ask, Esteemed Daoist Brothers and Sisters, where is the Great Deity Yan Feng?"
Yun Xiao remained as polite as ever, and the previously restless true spirits of the Feng tribe had also become honest, giving her a very good direction with a friendly attitude: "Mister Daoist, head south, cross over eleven mountains, and you will see where the Great Deity Yuan Feng resides at the southern pillar of heaven. During this time, it is the Great Deity Da Feng who is guarding Yuan Feng. Mister Daoist, please be careful; Great Deity Da Feng has always had a bad temper."
"Yun Xiao understands, thank you for your guidance, esteemed Daoist Brother."
"Not at all, not at all."
Yun Xiao flew with the dazed Luo Xuan towards the south.
On the other side.
Yuan Feng suppressed the insatiable volcano for countless eons, a task so tedious and monotonous that it drove the Feng tribe members mad.
The true spirits of the Feng tribe, naturally, were not just one or two. After all, they couldn't leave this original world. Occasionally, they would go out "to take a breath of fresh air," then come back to continue sleeping. Yuan Feng found this perfectly fine.
On the Phoenix side, they also encountered a large group of Feng tribe true spirit aggregates that looked like cotton candy.
She grumbled, "Fellow phoenixes, the story we just heard was not pleasant. I already guessed the ending. Can you come up with another one?"
The Feng tribe true spirits treated her differently from how they treated Luo Xuan.
She not only has the opening merits of Deng ChanYu's true body, the divine breath of Wushan Palace, the blessings of the Heavenly Palace, and is a pure-blooded Feng race. Returning here feels like coming home.
The Feng tribe true spirits saw her from a distance and ran over to chat with her. They chatted quite happily.
She told the Feng tribe true spirits the story of her great-uncle Odiphus, played the sound of destiny with a whistle, and her Feng clan "relatives" also shared some ancient secrets as stories.
In the story, the main villains were the Dragon race, with the Unicorn race being an accomplice. The story usually ended with the Feng tribe foiling the Dragon's plot and achieving a decisive victory.
The Feng tribe gathered a lot of fire attribute spiritual materials along the way. As an original world, the insatiable volcano also possessed five element attributes and could retain the remaining four element spiritual materials that had survived in this world as first-class items.
The family members themselves didn't need these things, so they let her take them all.
"This jade river fruit is not something valuable. Please take it! Have a snack with it when you're free."
"Is that appropriate?"
"Refusing is not giving us face!"
"Alright then."
Taking too much can be a burden, so the Feng tribe asked them if they had any troubles that she could help resolve. Surprisingly, they did.
"The fresh news on the ground is always related to the Three Emperors and Five Kings," Feng tribe stared into the distance with her eyes, nothing was clear. But suddenly, a bone arrow, carved from white bone and flying for more than ten miles, shot at her face.
She made a nimble turn in the air, her body turning into a ray of light, completely disappearing.
The muscles bulging sturdy man was searching around, but he didn't see her figure again. Only then did he reluctantly put away his bow and arrow, following the fixed patrol route to leave.
The Feng tribe appeared in human form, emerging from the shadows.
There are people at the eternal volcano? Well, there really are.
This is a group of descendants of Huang Di, who learned about the existence of the insatiable volcano from somewhere. Later, they brought a small world named "Zhutian Zhiye" (All-Heaven Wildland), which was formed by four giant snakes, and collided with the insatiable volcano like a bump on a car.
They called their country Xuan Yuan State, where people were eating the dead eggs of the Phoenix every day. Even the most ordinary members could live to be eight hundred years old, let alone those generals, priests, and leaders.
