515: The person who will receive you

He opened his palm, and a wisp of Origin True Fire, compressed to the extreme and almost solidified into a white-hot state, appeared out of thin air at his fingertips, flickering and dancing; at its core, there was even a faint, barely perceptible flicker of Chaos dark light!

This was no longer pure Fire of Solar Collapse, but a manifestation of having initially fused a trace of the true meaning of Reincarnation—destruction and rebirth—into it!

He only needed to thoroughly nourish and perfect the Divine Thought in his Sea of Consciousness, which had become slightly sluggish due to the excessive consumption from forcibly resisting the Demonic Venerable's Primordial Spirit pressure and controlling the banner, and he would truly be in his current peak state!

The sun rose, bringing with it the uniquely cold and pale light of the Northern Territory, struggling to pierce through the chaotic and accumulated blood-colored mist of the night, bringing a trace of bleak warmth to the frigid base camp.

The heavy black ox-hide curtain of the central command tent was suddenly flung open, and a gale, steaming with the residual aura of thunder and fire, surged in, instantly dispersing the last embers of the burned-out soul-soothing tower incense within the tent.

The person who entered was as burly as a mountain, his entire body encased in dark golden thunder-patterned battle armor that felt like metal and iron, with starlight faintly appearing upon it—it was none other than Lei Zhenzi!

His thick, curly beard was still stained with the frost of extreme cold, and his rough face was now filled with the frustration and heaviness of unvented thunderous rage!

Following closely behind him was Ji Yanshuang, still in her crimson armor, standing by his side like a goddess of fire, her stunning face solemn and stern.

Inside the main tent, the burning crimson flame crystals sent up visible heat waves in the cold night, reflecting off their two iron-solemn faces.

Lei Zhenzi's tall body was perched on the stone chair in the main seat, which was draped in the pelt of a ferocious beast; his signature dark golden thunder god armor had now retracted its light, low-key and heavy, like dark clouds pressing down before a mountain storm.

Within his tiger-like eyes danced unspent angry thunder and a trace of rare frustration, and his rough voice, carrying a dull metallic echo, reverberated within the tent:

"That old ghost Hundred Refinements... had support! And not just one!"

"Damn it! Bad Luck!"

Lei Zhenzi's bell-like voice carried irritation as he slammed a palm onto a huge bronze beast ornament nearby; the bronze, tougher than a Magic Treasure, was instantly left with a clear, charred, deep palm print, with sizzling electric currents darting about!

"That old dog Hundred Refinements! Slippery as a loach that's been burrowing in a shade-loving rock wall for ten thousand years! We were just about to bite onto him! And then some bastard wrapped in grey Qi suddenly killed his way in halfway through!"

His curly beard bristled, and purple thunder arcs that had failed to vent danced in his eyes: "The Qi aura on that son of a turtle is definitely not pure Demonic Essence! And it doesn't have a shred of the dignified Righteous Path's Qi! It seems he was hiding something!"

"Yet his hand... when Brother Kun Yuan and I both used the Void Refining Mid-stage 'Qi-Seizing Great Hand Seal' to strike straight at his back, we were forcibly shaken off by a backhanded dark golden claw shadow of his that could sever the Void Realm and break veins and souls!"

"That explosive power... it definitely touched the threshold of the Late Void Refining Stage!"

His fist wind whistled, and the air was compressed and exploded, yet he forcibly suppressed it. This stifling feeling was far more infuriating than losing a direct head-on confrontation!

"That shameless traitor, Current Marquis, who deserves to have his bones extracted and tendons refined even in death! He was also snatched away by him on the way!"

After Lei Zhenzi finished roaring, he breathed heavily, and a heavy pressure enveloped the main tent.

Ji Yanshuang's willow-leaf brows were tightly locked, and her fingertips subconsciously tapped lightly on the hilt of the Star-Burning Divine Sword hanging at her waist, emitting a faint, clear humming sound: "The Daoist Magic secretly transmitted by the Moyang Sect is as vast as an abyss; has High Immortal Kun Yuan caught a glimpse of even half the origins of the person who made the move? A Cultivator with explosive power comparable to the Late Void Refining Stage... among the traces we know on the surface, there is no such evil and strange figure. Him helping Hundred Refinements is definitely not a coincidence!"

Her gaze was extremely sharp: "This matter must be reported to the Sect Head immediately, and Senior Brother Li must be asked to come out of seclusion! To be able to have such a character provide support to Hundred Refinements, the demonic threat in the Northern Territory... is by no means a wound of festering blood and pus, I fear it is going to break bones and extract marrow! It is rotten at the root!"

"It's more than just rotten!" Lei Zhenzi said in a muffled voice, a complex light of profound fear intertwined with relief flashing in his eyes, "On the return journey, I plowed through the last few remnants of the demonic arrays in the Profound Fire Rift inside and out three times! The more I cleaned, the more terrified I became! That is definitely not a relic left behind by an ordinary ancient Ascended Dao Sect! The demonic patterns at its core are clearly solidifying and corrupting the Innate Spiritual Vein of a blessed land! It can seal the ability for spatial movement and origin flow backtracking, and even more so, suppress and distort non-Demonic Essence that enters its range!"

"What's even more terrifying is that it can actually take the dry bones, Death Qi, and resentful, ferocious spirits of the strong who died within it... and actively convert them into pure and thick Demonic Essence Earth Marrow! To nourish the demonic Disciples!"

His voice was resolute and decisive, carrying a chill that seeped into the bones, as he looked at Ji Yanshuang: "Sister Yanshuang! If not for Martial Nephew Yao relying on his Opportunity and Luck to destroy several array base nodes... and holding back that group of demonic brats in the valley... we never would have waited for the reinforcements from Brother Kun Yuan and Senior Brother Pofeng! Once the demonic array covering the entire rift passage fully erupts and forms its own cycle, our Disciples who rushed in would instantly lose the blessing of the heaven and earth Origin Qi! And that group of demonic brats who are continuously being strengthened... if we wanted to root them out then... we would surely have to pay a painful price of rivers of flesh and mountains of corpses! This demonic nest has already taken root and turned into a tumor that cannot be removed from the Northern Territory!"

Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a rare solemnity: "I fear that only by bringing out the Dao Artifact holy weapons from the Foundation level of each sect for a combined strike can it be completely destroyed! The price paid would be enough to shake the Foundation of the hearts of the people in the Northern Territory border towns!"

The tent fell into a brief silence, with only the crackling sound of the burning crystals. Although Lei Zhenzi had a fiery temperament, he nodded deeply at this moment. He had personally presided over the destruction and clearing of the core demonic nest in the Profound Fire Rift, and the evil lingering charm of the demonic array, which only had a few base nodes left, still made him feel terrified.

"Therefore," Lei Zhenzi's rough voice carried a rare affirmation after a sigh, "Kid Yao... deserves the top merit! A heaven-soaking merit!" He looked at Ji Yanshuang, his eyes shining.

"Sister Ji," Lei Zhenzi said heavily, "This kid... is really a lucky general! For this merit of his, I will risk this old face of mine to ensure he gets his full due from the Sect Head and the Karma Hall!"

The corners of Ji Yanshuang's mouth hooked upward imperceptibly, and a trace of warmth also appeared in her eyes, which were as cold as frost. She certainly knew how heavy this merit was! It was the Foundation that saved the peace and stability of the Northern Territory border towns for the next ten-plus years!

Just as the leaders of this camp were worried about the underground surge, hundreds of miles away, deep in the Frost Silence Cold Plains.

The wind wailed, like invisible cold knives cutting through the grey-black frozen rock that had been entrenched for who knows how many ten thousand years.

A huge rock cavern hidden deep within the crevice of a cold rock cliff was not as bitterly cold as the outside. In the center of the stone cave, sitting upright on a snow-white jade throne covered with the fur of some unknown giant beast, was a person. Xin Yuelan.

She was not wearing the conspicuous black gauze Luo skirt, but still in her figure-hugging, distinct black tight-fitting outfit, like an ice sculpture solidified in the darkness, with only a streak of scarlet belt at her waist floating like blood.

Her soft white long hair, which seemed to be stained with the moonlight of the extreme darkness, was draped casually, setting off her ice-skinned, snow-fleshed, demonically stunning face, making it look like glowing beautiful jade in this dim stone cave.

That pair of scarlet eyes, which contained mysterious demonic intent, were slightly lowered at this moment, looking expressionlessly at an object she was toying with in her hands.