202: Exposed Fire Old

"This is impossible!" True Lord Hanyue exclaimed in shock and rage, fear surfacing in his eyes for the first time as he gazed at the increasingly vast Sword Sea in the sky. "He's clearly only an Early Stage Nascent Soul, how could he..."

"Stop the nonsense! He's drained the Formation's power!" True Lord Zilin sharply interrupted, a larger ice cone condensing on her fingertip, only to shatter instantly upon touching the edge of the Sword Tomb. "If we drag this out any longer, all three of us will die here!"

True Lord Fengtian clutched his bleeding arm, the spiritual light on his folding fan significantly dimmed. "We can only use that thing."

The three exchanged glances, seeing determination in each other's eyes. They no longer attempted to resist the sword shadows but simultaneously sat cross-legged, forming an obscure hand seal.

In an instant, three streams of spiritual power of different colors surged from their bodies, intertwining in the air to form an arcane totem—a coiled Azure Dragon phantom. The moment its Dragon eyes lit up, a pressure far exceeding the Nascent Soul level swept forth.

"With my essence blood, I call upon the power of the Azure Dragon, the dragon seal of the nation, appear!"

As the three shouts fell, a drop of essence blood flew from each of their foreheads simultaneously, merging into the Azure Dragon phantom.

The phantom roared fiercely, its body erupting with brilliant golden light. A palm-sized jade seal, intricately carved with Dragon patterns, slowly emerged from the light.

Though small, the jade seal seemed to carry immense power. The Dragon patterns on it appeared to come alive, opening their massive mouths and spewing forth a majestic heavenly might that suppressed all creation.

This was precisely the Dao treasure they jointly wielded—the dragon seal of the nation, a terrifying existence capable of rivaling the full power of a Soul Transformation Cultivator!

"Not good!" Deng Qi's eyes snapped open, his pupils contracting.

He could clearly feel that the power contained within that jade seal had transcended the Nascent Soul realm, as if a real world was crushing down upon him.

He pushed his Domain and Formation to their limits, the spiritual sword phantoms in the Sword Tomb frantically converging, attempting to form a giant sword that would pierce through heaven and earth.

But it was all too late.

The dragon seal of the nation, supported by the Azure Dragon phantom, slowly pressed down towards the Sword Tomb cage.

There was no earth-shattering roar, only an irresistible suppressive force that descended in an instant.

Those seemingly indestructible spiritual sword phantoms melted away like ice and snow meeting the sun.

The Formation patterns of the Ten Thousand Blades Returning to Ruins Formation snapped inch by inch, emitting a crisp sound like shattering glass.

Deng Qi's Gengxin Sword Tomb Domain was struck as if by a heavy hammer, the entire space violently twisting and collapsing.

"Pfft—!"

Deng Qi was hit hard, his body falling from the top of the pavilion like a kite with a broken string.

He spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs. Excruciating pain surged through his Sea of Consciousness, the connection to his Domain and Formation completely severed, and his spiritual power rapidly drained away like a bursting dam.

After shattering the Sword Tomb, the dragon seal of the nation transformed into a golden light and flew back to True Lord Hanyue and the other two. The Azure Dragon phantom also dissipated.

The three were pale, clearly having expended a great deal of energy activating this Dao treasure, but seeing the falling Deng Qi, relief at having escaped a disaster showed in their eyes.

"Cough, cough..." Deng Qi lay on the cold ground, his bones feeling as if they were all shattered, without even the strength to lift a finger.

He looked at the jade seal in the sky, still radiating residual power, his eyes filled with unwillingness, but he was powerless to resist.

True Lord Hanyue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze sweeping like a hawk over the panicked Li family members below, his voice chilling with the relief of survival: "Li family remnants, not a single one will be left today!"

Before his words finished, he was the first to raise his hand, and an earth-yellow spiritual power condensed into a millstone-sized rock in his palm, which he hurled towards the Li family.

Although True Lord Zilin and True Lord Fengtian's auras were weak, they followed closely.

Dense ice prongs shot like an arrow rain towards the chaotic Li family members, while a sky full of wind blades swirled like a tornado, blocking their retreat path.

"Chh—"

Just as the ice prongs were about to fall, a dazzling golden-red fire suddenly erupted from the crowd.

Li Xingyan's previously lowered head suddenly shot up, his eyes now two flickering flames. His right hand instinctively lifted.

The inconspicuous ring on his ring finger suddenly lit up, and an extremely condensed line of fire shot from his fingertip, accurately colliding with the ice prongs.

There was no earth-shattering collision. The ice prongs, capable of piercing a Foundation Establishment Cultivator's protective spiritual light, instantly turned into water vapor upon contact with the line of fire, leaving not a trace of coldness.

"Hmm?" True Lord Zilin raised an eyebrow, about to make another move, but then saw Li Xingyan's figure already streaking into mid-air like a ghost.

Seeing this, True Lord Hanyue roared in anger. The surging Qi and blood from his previous confrontation with Deng Qi needed an outlet, so he immediately raised his massive, fan-like palm.

Earth-yellow spiritual power converged into a mountain, striking towards Li Xingyan with the might of shattering the earth: "Where did this brat come from, daring to overestimate himself!"

The moment the giant palm descended, "Li Xingyan" curved his lips into a disdainful arc.

He didn't even turn his head, simply flicking his hand casually... "Boom!!"

A sea of fire appeared out of thin air, and a giant hand condensed from pure flames met True Lord Hanyue's spiritual power giant palm.

The moment they collided, the earth-yellow giant palm melted and vaporized at a visible speed, like hot oil meeting fire. Its suppressive might vanished without a trace.

The fiery giant hand continued its momentum, directly striking True Lord Hanyue's chest, sending this Nascent Soul True Lord flying backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with a burnt smell in mid-air.

"What?!" True Lord Fengtian and True Lord Zilin exclaimed simultaneously, their eyes filled with disbelief.

They could clearly feel that the power contained within the flames far exceeded the Nascent Soul realm, carrying a domineering pressure that could incinerate all things.

Li Xingyan's figure floated in mid-air, flames swirling around him like living entities.

With each step he took upward, a giant fiery lotus bloomed beneath his feet, carrying him higher into the sky.

As he ascended, a vast aura surged from within him. His Late Stage Foundation Establishment spiritual power fluctuations rapidly swelled like a balloon—Peak Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Early Stage Nascent Soul, Middle Stage Nascent Soul... In just a few breaths, he steadily reached Late Stage Nascent Soul, and his aura was still slowly climbing, subtly showing a trend towards touching the threshold of Soul Transformation!

"This... this is..." Li Zhongwen collapsed on the ground, staring at the familiar yet strange figure in mid-air, too shocked to speak.

Who in the clan didn't know that although Li Xingyan was a Genius, he was only in the Late Stage Foundation Establishment? When did he acquire such heaven-shattering abilities?

At this moment, a faint guess was already forming in Li Zhongwen's mind.

At the same time, Deng Qi was also stunned. He knew Li Xingyan, a Genius with extremely high talent, someone even he had paid attention to.

But what was happening now?

However, as a Nascent Soul True Lord, he could still sense that it was a power that did not belong to Li Xingyan, and it was extremely ancient. This made Deng Qi think of something.

But no matter what, this was good news, meaning the Li family was saved.

Deng Qi couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, narrowly avoiding death here.