188: Burning Sky Red Feather Realm

The crowd below watched this scene, their faces showing amusement and a desire to see a show.

Zhao Tian had a grudge against Li Xiangyun before, and his strength was not weak, so it should be a fierce struggle.

And with Zhao Tian's strength, they did not need to worry that Zhao Tian would win.

After all, Li Xiangyun had shown considerable strength before, and now that he had comprehended the power of Law and broken through to Golden Core Peak, he should be able to win.

Thus, it was perfect to let Zhao Tian act as a pawn to probe Li Xiangyun's strength for them.

"Li Xiangyun, if it weren't for Lin Ye meddling back then, I would have crushed your head already."

"Now that you are so arrogant as to challenge a Nascent Soul with a Golden Core body, then this True Lord will let you know what a Nascent Soul True Lord is!"

Clearly, Zhao Tian also knew that although it sounded good to say life and death were up to fate, Cang Lanzi would most likely not stand by and watch him kill Li Xiangyun.

However, even so, being able to severely humiliate Li Xiangyun was not bad.

"Less talk, let's fight!" Li Xiangyun said impatiently, not wanting to engage in a war of words with him.

After all, those things had already arrived, and he had no time for idle talk.

Subsequently, Li Xiangyun initiated the attack.

A long sword floated in his hand, then he gently waved it, and a chilling Nine Nether Sword Qi tore through the Void Realm, carrying a freezing cold that could freeze everything, shooting towards Zhao Tian.

"How dare you!"

Zhao Tian was furious, and hundreds of feet of fiery feathers rose around him, a Vermilion Bird phantom spreading its sky-covering wings, each feather burning with the Southern Bright Lihuo that could melt gold and iron.

The dark Sword Qi, like a hundred-legged centipede, wrapped around the flames, but at the moment it touched the fiery feathers, it emitted sizzling white smoke and was burned back inch by inch.

"Southern Bright Lihuo?" Li Xiangyun narrowed his eyes, "Too bad it's just a Divided Fire."

Unlike the Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire, the Southern Bright Lihuo is the Origin Divine Fire of the Vermilion Bird, one of the Four Divine Beasts of Heaven and Earth.

If it were the Origin Divine Fire, its power would be comparable to the top-ranked Spirit Fires on the heaven and earth spirit fire chart.

But if it was just a Divided Fire without any Origin aura, then it was even inferior to the Nine Netherworld Divided Fire in his body.

After all, the Netherworld Darkfire in his body was an Origin Divided Fire.

Therefore, if this Zhao Tian was only like this, then he could go die!

A cold glint flashed in Li Xiangyun's eyes, and just as he was about to continue attacking, he did not expect Zhao Tian to mock him instead.

"With this little strength, you dare to speak so arrogantly?"

Zhao Tian laughed wildly, clapping his palms together, and the Vermilion Bird phantom opened its mouth to spew out sky-burning flames, instantly turning the ground into a magma purgatory.

Li Xiangyun tapped his toes on the ground and flew backward, his long sword drawing seven dark sword wheels, the Nine Netherworld Soul-Devouring Sword Wheel rotating with ghostly wails, attempting to devour the spiritual power in the flames, but he saw the edges of the sword wheel being melted into dark red by the flames, clearly gaining no advantage.

Seeing this, Zhao Tian pressed his advantage, and a fire spear condensed from Southern Bright Lihuo broke through the air.

In response, Li Xiangyun calmly suddenly retracted his sword and spun, then formed a seal with his left palm and pressed it towards the Void Realm.

In an instant, the temperature within a ten-mile radius plummeted, and the fire spear froze into a crimson ice prism three feet from him.

When the cold wind pierced through the fire curtain, the Vermilion Bird phantom behind Zhao Tian suddenly let out a wail, half of the flames on its wings actually solidified into ice, and even the Meridians through which he circulated spiritual power felt a sharp pain.

"Law of Ice?" Zhao Tian was shocked and enraged, and he also realized that ordinary methods would probably not be able to defeat Li Xiangyun.

"Li Xiangyun, I will make you realize the fundamental difference between Golden Core and Nascent Soul!"

"Burning Sky Crimson Feather Domain!"

Zhao Tian roared confidently and frantically.

In an instant, the world overturned, and the sky above Li Xiangyun's head was dyed a molten gold-like crimson, and tens of millions of feet of flames surged from the Void Realm, truly churning like a boiling ocean.

Thousands of Vermilion Bird phantoms spread their wings in the sea of fire, each feather as large as a mountain, and the heat waves they stirred up when they flapped their wings distorted space, even the light was scorched into dancing fire snakes.

Outside, the crowd looked at the two who had suddenly disappeared, exchanging glances, knowing that they had entered a Domain.

But this could not stump Cang Lanzi, who waved his hand, and the contents of the Domain appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Someone immediately flattered him, and Cang Lanzi stroked his beard with satisfaction, saying nothing.

"A good Domain!" Inside the Domain, Li Xiangyun curiously looked around for a bit, then casually commented.

Although he was currently enveloped by Zhao Tian's Domain, he was not flustered in the slightest and did not intend to use his own Domain.

He wanted to shatter Zhao Tian's pride with ice!

"Still talking tough even when death is imminent." Li Xiangyun's comment made Zhao Tian extremely angry.

"Taste the feeling of being refined in a melting pot!" Immediately after, Zhao Tian's voice came from the depths of the sea of fire.

The ice flowers under Li Xiangyun's feet instantly melted into steam, the Law of Ice protecting his body rippled, and the edges of his robes had already begun to char.

The temperature within the Domain rapidly climbed, and his exposed skin felt a needle-like stinging pain, even his Divine Soul in his Sea of Consciousness seemed about to emit white smoke.

He waved his hand and sent out an ice palm, but before it even touched the sea of fire, the ice crystals shattered with a crackle, turning into a sky full of white mist, which was then swept by the fire current and condensed into an even larger pillar of fire that blasted towards him.

Those burning crimson feathers fell like a meteor shower, each trailing a three-mile-long fiery tail, chasing and piercing through space regardless of distance, and upon touching his protective spiritual light, they exploded into heart-burning, bone-corroding fire seeds, making even the circulation of his spiritual power sluggish.

"Li Xiangyun, beg for mercy now, and I can spare your life!" Zhao Tian laughed incessantly.

Seeing Li Xiangyun being forced back repeatedly by the crimson feathers, the Vermilion Bird phantoms in the sea of fire suddenly turned around in unison, tens of millions of fiery gazes locking onto their prey.

The fierce flames within the Domain actually began to rotate in reverse, firmly locking the protagonist's aura in the center, and even the space for escape was being assimilated by the flames.

Undoubtedly, this Domain was far more terrifying than Zhou Huanyu's Domain.

Although there were no endless armies, just this terrifying high temperature alone was enough to instantly turn any Golden Core Cultivator into ashes.

But unfortunately, he, Li Xiangyun, was not an ordinary Golden Core Cultivator!

And this Domain also put far less pressure on him than Zhou Huanyu's had.

Therefore, just as the crimson feathers were about to pierce through Li Xiangyun's glabella.

He suddenly closed his eyes, and what surged from around him was no longer sharp ice spikes, but a nearly solidified grayish-white cold Qi.

"With cold as the boundary, with ice as the prison." A low voice exploded in the sea of fire, strangely overpowering the crackling of the flames.

First, the steam under Li Xiangyun's feet suddenly froze, condensing into an ice lotus a thousand feet in diameter, its petals unfolding layer by layer, forcefully opening a vacuum in the churning sea of fire.

Immediately after, the grayish-white cold Qi, like a tide, swept over the crimson feathers; those flames that could burn all things instantly stiffened, turning into crimson ice prisms stuck in the Void Realm, and even their chasing trajectories were frozen into visible ice crystal veins.

Even more shocking were the Vermilion Bird phantoms—their wing-flapping motions stopped in mid-air, their burning wings covered by a thin layer of ice, the crimson-gold flames flickering under the ice, yet unable to advance another step.

The terrifying high temperature that could originally melt the earth now formed a clear boundary three feet around Li Xiangyun.

Outside the boundary, fierce flames raged, while inside, cold mist permeated, and even the falling crimson feathers, upon touching the boundary, instantly transformed into ice sculptures shimmering with flame patterns.