454: Chapter 454 Unable to withstand it, is Xu Ruyu really at the Qi Refining stage?

Xu Ruyu stood outside the Formation, looking at the two people dodging in a sorry state inside, a cold sneer tugging at the corners of his mouth.

His hands maintained the gesture of forming seals, continuously driving the Array Pattern to make the flames more violent.

"This is called acetylene flame."

"Its temperature reaches as high as three thousand degrees, enough to melt steel, enough to burn through a Spiritual Qi shield."

"Your protective Spiritual Qi, in front of it, is no different from paper."

Situ E's expression grew even uglier.

He had never heard of any "acetylene flame," nor had he ever seen such a bizarre thing.

Those flames were not driven by spiritual power, nor condensed from Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, but were an existence he could not comprehend at all.

They seemed not to need any fuel to burn continuously; they seemed to burn through everything without being restricted by any rules.

"Xu Ruyu! You—"

He roared, wanting to say something, but a flame had already burned to the corner of his clothes.

"Sizzle!"

The corner of his clothes was instantly ignited, and the flames spread rapidly upwards.

Situ E's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly patted it with his hand, but the flame could not be extinguished at all; instead, it burned more vigorously.

He had to tear off that corner of his clothes and throw it on the ground.

The moment the cloth hit the ground, it was burned to ashes.

Zhao Qian's situation was even more dangerous.

He was a Sword Cultivator, and defense was not his strong suit to begin with.

The acetylene flames surged from all directions, surrounding him completely.

His protective Sword Qi was like a mere decoration in front of the flames; his Sword Qi could not block the invasion of the flames at all.

His robes had already been burned with several holes, and a few strands of his hair had been scorched, emitting a burnt smell.

"Xu Ruyu! You are courting death!"

He roared and slashed a sword at Xu Ruyu, wanting to fight for his life.

Xu Ruyu didn't even glance at him, just lightly raised his hand, and a Dragon formed by flames met that Sword Qi.

"Boom!"

The Sword Qi collided with the flames, erupting with dazzling light.

Zhao Qian's Sword Qi was swallowed by the flames, not even causing a splash.

The remaining force of the flames did not dissipate and headed straight for Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly dodged, but the flame still grazed his shoulder, burning a large hole in the robe on his shoulder, and his skin was also scorched, leaving a patch of charred black.

"Hiss—"

Zhao Qian gasped, the veins on his forehead bulging from the pain.

His shoulder was charred black, the skin and flesh curled up, revealing the bright red tender flesh inside.

That burning pain was more intense than any injury he had ever suffered.

Even more terrifying was that the flame seemed to carry a strange power; a scorching aura kept invading the wound, preventing it from healing.

Situ E looked at Zhao Qian's miserable state, and a chill surged in his heart.

His protective Spiritual Qi was still being burned through by the flames, and he had to continuously drive his spiritual power to repair it, but the speed of spiritual power consumption far exceeded his imagination.

If this continued, he would sooner or later be exhausted to death.

He raised his head and looked at Xu Ruyu.

Xu Ruyu was still standing outside the Formation, his hands forming seals, his gaze calm.

There was not a single scar on his body, not a hint of fatigue on his face, as if controlling this great Formation was effortless for him.

A terrifying thought suddenly surged in Situ E's heart—is this person really in the Qi Refinement Stage? How could a person in the Qi Refinement Stage control such a terrifying Formation? How could a person in the Qi Refinement Stage be so calm when facing the joint attack of him and Zhao Qian?

"You... who exactly are you?"

Situ E's voice was even trembling a little.

Xu Ruyu looked at him and smiled.

In that smile, there was mockery, disdain, and also an indescribable... contempt.

"Who am I?" He said softly, "I am the Sect Master of Hehuan Sect, Xu Ruyu. A piece of trash in the Qi Refinement Stage that you look down upon."

He paused, the light in his eyes becoming sharper: "But today, I will let you know that the Qi Refinement Stage can also take your lives."

His hands suddenly changed their seal, and the flames in the Formation surged instantly.

Those crimson flames turned into countless Dragons, clawing and baring fangs as they pounced on Situ E and Zhao Qian.

Each Dragon carried the power to destroy the world; wherever they passed, the air was ignited, the ground was melted, and rocks were turned into magma.

Situ E and Zhao Qian were surrounded by the Dragons, struggling left and right, in a sorry state.

Their protective Spiritual Qi and protective Sword Qi were like decorations in front of the flames and could not block them at all.

Their robes had been burned full of holes, and their hair and eyebrows had been scorched quite a bit.

Their faces were covered in smoke and sweat, and their eyes were filled with horror and anger.

Situ E wanted to rush out of the Formation, but the Array Pattern formed an invisible barrier, locking him firmly inside.

He tried hacking with his long saber, tried bombarding with Spells, but it was to no avail.

The barrier seemed to be composed of countless flames, and any attack would be swallowed by the flames.

Zhao Qian also tried to break through with Sword Qi, but as soon as his Sword Qi touched the barrier, it was burned into nothingness by the flames.

He wanted to use Sword Intent to break the Formation, but those flames were simply unreasonable; no matter what Sword Intent it was, they burned through it all.

"Xu Ruyu! Let us out!"

Situ E roared, his voice full of anger and unwillingness.

Xu Ruyu looked at him and smiled: "Let you out? Cult Leader Situ, didn't you just say you wanted me dead? Didn't you say you wanted to take down the remnants of the Hehuan Sect? Why, are you afraid now?"

Situ E was choked, his face ashen, unable to speak.

Zhao Qian also stopped struggling and looked at Xu Ruyu, his eyes full of complex emotions.

He hated Xu Ruyu, hated Xiao Nianyin, hated the Hehuan Sect, but he hated his own incompetence even more.

A dignified Elder of the Tianshu Sword Sect, a Saint Realm Peak Sword Cultivator, was actually trapped by a Formation set by someone in the Qi Refinement Stage, unable to move.

If this got out, where would he put his face?