The Power of Divine Fire

Xiao Feng's whole body trembled, feeling a powerful sense of oppression rushing towards him.

Just then, the Sect Leader suddenly opened his eyes, which flickered with strange red light.

The red light was like burning flames, filled with brutality and killing intent.

His pupils contracted into tiny points, like a beast poised to strike.

Without a word, the Sect Leader directly struck out a palm towards Xiao Feng.

This palm carried immense power, and a piercing whistling sound echoed in the air.

The screens in the room were instantly shattered by the power of this palm, and wood chips scattered like a rainstorm.

A powerful current of air swept through, overturning the surrounding tables and chairs, which crashed against the walls with muffled thuds.

Xiao Feng was startled, and his figure dodged swiftly like a ghost.

His movements were as nimble as a monkey's, shifting left and right in the cramped space, narrowly avoiding the Sect Leader's attack.

Xiao Feng could feel the scorching heat as the palm wind brushed past him, his heart pounding wildly.

"That was close! The Sect Leader's strength is indeed unfathomable. If that palm had hit squarely, I'm afraid I would have died on the spot!"

Xiao Feng thought to himself, while shouting loudly, "Sect Leader, clear your head, look at me!"

However, the Sect Leader, having succumbed to Evil Qi, seemed to have lost his reason and couldn't hear Xiao Feng's words at all.

His eyes were bloodshot, his face ferocious, and he continued his frenzied attack.

Each move carried the momentum of destroying heaven and earth, and Xiao Feng could only barely parry, already having sustained injuries.

Just at this critical moment, Xiao Feng suddenly thought of the Divine Fire he had brought back earlier.

"That's right! Divine Fire might be able to dispel the Evil Qi on the Sect Leader!"

He quickly separated a bit of Divine Fire and flicked his finger gently.

That bit of Divine Fire was like a shooting star, tracing a beautiful arc in the air, flying towards the Sect Leader's forehead.

The Divine Fire emitted a faint golden light, as if carrying some kind of sacred power.

The moment the Divine Fire touched the Sect Leader's forehead, his body trembled violently, as if struck by lightning.

He let out a painful roar, clutching his head and kneeling on the ground.

Xiao Feng held his breath, watching the scene intently.

Slowly, the Sect Leader's eyes gradually cleared.

He blinked, the ferocious expression on his face disappeared, replaced by confusion.

The Sect Leader looked around, seeing the mess in the room, and finally his gaze fell on Xiao Feng.

"I... What happened to me?" the Sect Leader murmured, his voice trembling slightly.

Seeing the Sect Leader awake, Xiao Feng immediately said, "Sect Leader, you were affected by Evil Qi just now."

Upon hearing this, the Sect Leader's face became very grim.

He looked down at his hands, as if they were stained with blood.

"This... This was all Wu Hai's doing," the Sect Leader said through gritted teeth, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes. "Now the Ming Cult is under his control, and he is attempting to control the Immortal Sect."

Xiao Feng's heart tightened upon hearing this.

He stepped forward and said solemnly, "Sect Leader, Wu Hai is possessed by Tiaotie. I have a way to deal with the Tiaotie on him, please cooperate with me, Sect Leader."

The Sect Leader raised his head, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and nodded firmly, "Good, I will fully cooperate with you. I will make sure Wu Hai receives his retribution!"

Xiao Feng looked at the Sect Leader's resolute expression and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then, Sect Leader, let's start planning now," Xiao Feng said, his eyes sparkling with wisdom. "We must use strategy, not brute force."

The Sect Leader nodded in agreement, and the two began to discuss in low voices.

The Sect Leader and Xiao Feng sat upright, discussing the strategy to deal with Wu Hai.

The atmosphere in the room was heavy, and both their expressions were exceptionally serious.

"Xiao Feng, how do you think we should deal with Wu Hai?" the Sect Leader asked in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

Xiao Feng frowned and thought for a moment, then replied, "Sect Leader, Wu Hai is cunning and treacherous. We must proceed cautiously step by step. How about we first send people to secretly monitor his movements, and then seize the opportunity to act."

The Sect Leader nodded slightly, just about to speak, when suddenly there was a rush of hurried footsteps outside.

The footsteps came from far away and got closer and louder, as if a group of people were rushing towards here.

The Sect Leader's expression became stern, and a hint of vigilance appeared on his majestic face.

He quickly stood up and said in a low voice to Xiao Feng, "Xiao Feng, you leave first, I will handle these guards."

As he spoke, the Sect Leader's eyes became as sharp as knives, and his whole being exuded a chilling Aura.

Although Xiao Feng was somewhat worried, he knew it was not advisable to stay long at this moment.

He glanced at the Sect Leader, his eyes filled with trust for this powerful person, while also feeling concern for Zhao Yuwei.

He nodded lightly, turned around, and prepared to leave.

Just then, the guards pushed the door open and entered.

They were panting, their faces showing anxiety.

Before they could speak, the Sect Leader glared angrily, Spirit Energy surging around him, like a lion about to rage.

"How dare you trespass on my cultivation ground!"

The Sect Leader roared sternly, his voice containing powerful Spirit Energy fluctuations: "Get out of here, all of you!"

This angry roar was like a clap of thunder.

The guards were greatly frightened by the Sect Leader's Aura, and they all knelt down, trembling as they apologized, "Sect Leader, spare us! We have important matters to report!"

The Sect Leader snorted coldly, and flicked his sleeve, a powerful surge of Spirit Energy swept out like a strong wind.

With a loud 'boom', the guards were sent flying out like scarecrows, crashing heavily onto the corridor.

The Spirit Energy surged, and the entire room trembled slightly.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xiao Feng quickly slipped out through the side door of the room.

His steps were light, his movements agile, like a nimble cat, disappearing silently around the corner of the corridor.

After leaving the Sect Leader's room, Xiao Feng quickened his pace.

As he hurried along, he wondered to himself, "Strange, why hasn't Zhao Yuwei returned yet?"

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, and Xiao Feng's steps also unconsciously sped up.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and various possibilities churned in his mind. "Did she run into some trouble? Or was she delayed by something?"

Thinking that Zhao Yuwei might be in danger, Xiao Feng's heart tightened.

Meanwhile, in a quiet room in the medical hall, Zhao Yuwei slowly opened her eyes.

The room was dimly lit, with only a few rays of sunlight filtering through the window cracks, casting mottled shadows on the floor.

She felt sore all over, and her head was heavy, as if she had been severely beaten.

Just then, a familiar voice came, "Long time no see, Miss Zhao."

Zhao Yuwei turned her head and saw Gan Feng standing by the bed with a smile, his eyes flickering with an unusual light.

The corners of his mouth curved up slightly, revealing a smug smile, as if showing off his achievement.

Zhao Yuwei recalled the scene where she almost died at the hands of the men in black earlier, and immediately understood that it must have been Gan Feng who saved her.

She endured the discomfort in her body, managed to sit up, and sincerely said, "Thank you, Brother Gan Feng, for saving my life."