11: Flame Flag

They were originally located at the southern end of the Primordial Land.

After coming out, they headed straight south without ever changing direction.

Not far ahead, they were already nearing the vicinity of the South Sea.

The reason why Qing Wu was so determined to head south was that he had learned from the Nanli Tree's spiritual consciousness that a treasure was about to emerge nearby.

This was originally an Aura connection between the Nanli Tree and this treasure.

In other words, it was originally the destiny of the Nanli Tree and the treasure.

But since the Nanli Tree told him, this destiny became his own.

This truly and greatly improved the efficiency of treasure hunting.

Following the sensation, they arrived at a valley.

There, Qing Wu and the other discovered a Formation.

The rich fire-element Qi leaking from it announced that the treasure was about to emerge.

The two looked at each other and decided that Qing Wu would begin to comprehend the Formation.

After all, this faint affinity was something Qing Wu learned from the Nanli Wood; it would be more effective for him to be the one to comprehend it.

Through his comprehension of the Formation, Qing Wu realized that the treasure inside was the lidi firelight banner from the Innate Five Directional Flags.

With a bit of thought, the Li position was originally the south, so it was not surprising for the lidi firelight banner to appear in the Southern Land.

This treasure was transformed from a lotus leaf of the Chaos Green Lotus.

When unfurled, it is surrounded by blazing flames, possessing the effect of being impervious to all techniques and incinerating evil to break through barriers.

When shaken, it can transform into a rainbow to escape; it is a top-tier defensive Spirit Treasure of the Primordial Land.

While Qing Wu was comprehending the Formation, Yuan Feng acted as a Protector by his side.

Although the lidi firelight banner had not fully emerged yet, the Aura it emitted was already enough to attract some living beings.

When a treasure emerges, one must naturally fight for it.

But under the gaze of Yuan Feng's fiery red eyes, many beings who arrived were deterred.

They only wanted to find treasure, not seek death.

If the difference in strength was not large, they might still try to compete for it.

But under such an extreme disparity in strength, if they still did not know what was good for them, it would be no different from seeking death.

Suddenly, a dragon's roar came from afar.

Then, several ten-thousand-foot-long dragon bodies revealed themselves and rapidly approached.

Seeing that the opponents seemed to have some skill, Yuan Feng immediately summoned her divine phoenix plume; a fiery red whip appeared, and her Aura suddenly erupted.

With a flick forward, a sea of fire erupted across the sky, spreading toward the dragons.

"Fellow Daoist, the treasure already has an owner. Please retreat."

Hearing Yuan Feng's threat, the leading dragon let out another roar.

Multiple layers of water vapor were spat out from the sky, neutralizing Yuan Feng's attack.

Then, the three dragons transformed into human forms and landed before Yuan Feng.

The leader wore a light white robe, with a natural air of nobility between his brows, yet giving off a wild and unrestrained feeling.

This person had a smile on his face, with pale blue dao rhyme flowing around him; it was indeed the Ancestral Dragon.

His cultivation was also not to be underestimated, having reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, and like Yuan Feng, he had already reached the Middle Stage.

Coming here, he was certainly after the treasure, which naturally made Yuan Feng very wary of him.

Similarly, the Ancestral Dragon felt his own Luck intertwined with Yuan Feng's, but the other party seemed to have already taken a different path.

However, Yuan Feng's strength also made him cautious.

The Ancestral Dragon stood with his hands behind his back, his sea-blue eyes narrowing slightly as he observed the red figure before him.

A faint smile played on his lips, "Fellow Daoist, natural Spirit Treasures go to those with affinity. How can you assert this item already has an owner?"

Yuan Feng gave the divine phoenix plume a gentle shake, crimson flames flowing at the tip of the whip.

Golden light flickered in her red eyes as she met the Ancestral Dragon's gaze without backing down: "We found this treasure first, which shows we have an affinity with it. Naturally, it already has an owner."

"As for Your Excellency, bringing two small dragons to seize the treasure—you are looking down on me, Yuan Feng, too much."

The two white-forehead dragons behind the Ancestral Dragon were furious upon hearing this and were about to step forward, but the Ancestral Dragon raised his hand to stop them.

His gaze bypassed Yuan Feng and looked at Qing Wu, who was comprehending the Formation, feeling secretly surprised.

This person's green wood Qi was extremely pure, giving him the illusion of facing an Innate Spiritual Root.

The other party must be the transformation of an Innate Spiritual Root.

Moreover, the Luck of the two was intertwined, looking very well-matched.

"I see." The Ancestral Dragon suddenly chuckled, "No wonder Fellow Daoist is so confident; you two do have the strength."

"However..."

A faint dragon roar came from his sleeve, "My Dragon Clan's actions have never required a reason."

Yuan Feng felt a chill in her heart; she could feel the terrifying power dormant within the Ancestral Dragon.

This was definitely not a pressure an ordinary Middle Stage Taiyi Golden Immortal could possess.

She secretly circulated her Nanmingli Fire, ready to fight with all her might at any moment.

But she remained composed on the surface: "Oh? Then today I shall see just what the Dragon Clan is capable of."

Although it looked like three against one, the two small dragons behind were not worth worrying about.

They could be dealt with in one move.

So, in the end, it was a one-on-one between Yuan Feng and the Ancestral Dragon.

The air between them seemed to freeze, the invisible clash of Auras causing the surrounding temperature to fluctuate between hot and cold.

Just as tensions reached a breaking point, the Ancestral Dragon suddenly restrained his Aura, "Fellow Daoist and I both seem to be extraordinary beings."

"It would be a pity to come to blows today over a single Spirit Treasure."

Yuan Feng's eyes shifted slightly; she heard the hidden meaning in the Ancestral Dragon's words.

Originally, the moment she saw the Ancestral Dragon, Yuan Feng felt she shared the same Luck with him.

But she had already taken a different path.

The two were no longer fellow travelers.

But as long as she could buy some time for Qing Wu, it didn't matter if she dealt with this dull dragon for a while.

"Then what is Your Excellency's suggestion?" Yuan Feng relaxed the whip in her hand slightly, but her vigilance did not decrease.

The Ancestral Dragon lightly stroked his sleeve with a half-smile: "How about this? Yield this treasure to me, and my Dragon Clan will surely reward you handsomely in the future."

"You should know that in this Primordial Land, having one more friend is always better than having one more enemy."

Yuan Feng sneered, "What a coincidence. I, Yuan Feng, dislike being threatened the most. Furthermore..."

She glanced at Qing Wu, who was about to break the Formation, "This treasure is destined to have an owner."

A flash of surprise appeared in the Ancestral Dragon's eyes; he had thought Yuan Feng was seizing the treasure for herself, but he hadn't expected it to be for that man in green.

This made him even more curious about Qing Wu's identity.

While the two were at a stalemate, the Formation in the valley suddenly burst with light.

The Aura of the lidi firelight banner gushed out, and a wave of searing heat swept in all directions.

The Ancestral Dragon's expression changed slightly; he hadn't expected the treasure to emerge so quickly.

Yuan Feng seized this momentary opportunity, her figure flashing as she blocked the path between the Ancestral Dragon and the Formation.

The divine phoenix plume in her hand unfurled completely, transforming into a long fire snake.

"It seems Your Excellency has no affinity with this treasure."

A cold light suddenly appeared in the Ancestral Dragon's eyes, and he let out a long cry: "Yuan Feng, you are too arrogant!"

Before his voice fell, blue light erupted around him as he transformed into a ten-thousand-foot giant dragon and soared into the sky.

His dragon tail swept across, carrying overwhelming water vapor as it lunged straight at Yuan Feng.