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Wang Ping pushed all unnecessary thoughts from his mind and once again summoned the Pocket World Mirror. Using the Transfer Talisman built into the mirror’s surface, he intercepted the Sun Sect Cultivator in an instant. The moment Wang Ping emerged from the mirror, he immediately cast a Water Magic spell.

It was Summon Ocean, a spell cast by connecting to Yu Lian’s Qi Sea!

Instantly, a tidal wave, like a deluge from the heavens, crashed head-on into the flames conjured by the Sun Sect Cultivator.

HSSSS...

Billowing steam rose into the air, causing the surrounding white mist to form countless vortexes.

The Sun Sect Cultivator, however, held his ground, refusing to be swept away by the wave. As the flames around him receded, he quickly formed a Spell with his hands and barked:

"Flame Kill!"

As his voice echoed, a seemingly solid Flaming Longsword split the tidal wave in two and shot toward Wang Ping’s position. Wang Ping remained focused, flipping his levitating body to dodge the attack. Even so, his Spiritual Body, covered by an Armor Talisman, still felt the searing heatwave, and the skin on his cheeks peeled away.

BOOM!

The Flaming Longsword not only cleaved through the wave but also sliced apart the churning white mist before exploding as it neared the clouds. The intense heat it released made Wang Ping feel as if his very Primordial Spirit was about to melt.

This was the Flame Killing Technique, another signature spell of the Third Realm of the Three Yang True Inheritance, second only to the Fire Transformation Technique.

"How annoying!"

Yu Lian transformed, growing to twenty feet long. The Mysterious Array on her full-body Scale Armor activated, neutralizing the intense heat as fine droplets of water swirled around her.

As water and fire clashed, the surrounding white mist rapidly receded, allowing the external Spiritual Qi to surge in like a tempest. In that moment, the world between heaven and earth became clear.

The surrounding clouds were murky, and below, several towering mountain peaks stood amidst a baptism of fire and water.

"What a sin! What a sin!"

Hearing the cries for help from the sect disciples and mortals in the towns on the mountains below, the opposing Sun Sect Cultivator sighed in lament before beginning to chant.

Yu Lian stared at him coldly and said with disdain, "Hypocrite!"

"Perish!"

It was the voice of Zhi Gong Daoist. She directly used her ultimate technique, the Life and Death Light Curtain, to envelop the Sun Sect Cultivator.

Just as the Sun Sect Cultivator was about to escape, three shimmering halos wrapped around him, pinning his Primordial Spirit in place!

"Those rings are absorbing and burning his spiritual essence and Spirit Veins!" Yu Lian exclaimed in surprise, alerting Wang Ping.

Wang Ping glanced at Hu Yin. He knew this was a bloodline power of the Fox Race, similar to Hu Qianqian’s abilities, but with distinct differences.

SCREECH—

A strange sound echoed as the Sun Sect Cultivator once again used the cyan Token in his hand, erecting an isolation barrier around his body.

However, the artifact must have had an immense cost, as the barrier only flashed for an instant. In that brief moment, the Sun Sect Cultivator’s free left hand quickly formed a Spell.

The instant the barrier vanished, the cyan Token in his right hand transformed into a fiery red flower. The flower seemed to sprout directly from the Spirit Veins in his palm, a bizarre sight.

The flower had six large, fiery red petals, each with tiny flames dancing on its surface. Its center was no bigger than a pinprick, its contents unseen. As the flower bloomed, the skin all over the Sun Sect Cultivator’s body split open, revealing the high-temperature Spirit Veins pulsing beneath.

Then, Wang Ping felt his own skin begin to peel away, exposing the Spirit Veins underneath.

It wasn’t just Wang Ping; Zhi Gong and Hu Yin beside him were suffering the same fate.

It was caused by the extreme heat!

At this moment, the Sun Sect Cultivator was like the sun itself had descended upon the mortal realm, intent on incinerating everything!

The extreme temperature warped the very space around him. The murky clouds in the sky rapidly dispersed. On the ground, an area for dozens of miles around spontaneously burst into flames. The nearest mountain peaks were already melting. All vegetation within a hundred-mile radius instantly withered, and the river’s water level dropped at a visible rate.

"It’s the Sunflower! He has completely mastered the third volume of the Three Yang True Inheritance. He’s only one step away from the Fourth Realm!"

Liu Huai’en’s warning voice came from the side. His body was wreathed in a faint white light that blocked the intense heat. As he spoke, he cupped his fist in a salute to the Sun Sect Cultivator. "Sect Leader Xu Chun, you can’t escape either. Why don’t we have a proper talk?"

"What is there to talk about?"

"For example, why have you all gathered at True Yang Mountain?"

"Is that all?"

"And you’ll leave behind the Profound Jade Token in your hand, as well as at least three Spiritual Bodies. I know you seized quite a few of them inside True Yang Mountain!"

"Giving you the Profound Jade Token is out of the question!"

"We’re not haggling. We’re offering you a way to back down gracefully."

As if to reinforce Liu Huai’en’s words, Wang Ping formed a Spell. As a dense wave of Wood Spirit Qi spread out, his skin instantly returned to normal. He then drew two Talismans infused with the Cyan Wood Technique and sent them into the bodies of Zhi Gong and Hu Yin, who were also restored in an instant.

"Surely you know that trying to win a battle of attrition against a Wood Cultivator is the height of foolishness, don’t you?"

"Fine!"

Xu Chun nodded in agreement and decisively retracted the Sunflower that had manifested from his right hand.

Following his lead, Zhi Gong Daoist and Hu Yin also retracted their spells.

"Take it!"

Xu Chun tossed out the cyan Token, followed by a storage pouch. He looked at Wang Ping and said, "There was originally a genuine Third Realm Fire Spirit beneath True Yang Mountain. We had an agreement with the True Yang Sect that this Fire Spirit was common property. That is why we came to True Yang Mountain!"

"Just for a Third Realm Fire Spirit?"

"It is a *genuine* Fire Spirit!"

"Genuine?"

But Xu Chun said no more.

Liu Huai’en spoke up. "Our transaction is complete."

Before he could even finish his sentence, Xu Chun transformed into a streak of fiery light and shot toward the northern horizon.

"This is yours now!"

Liu Huai’en handed the cyan Token to Wang Ping, teasing, "You were staring at this Token so intently just now, you were practically drooling."

"As for the remaining three Spiritual Bodies, how about one for each of you?"

He looked toward Zhi Gong and Hu Yin.

Zhi Gong was the first to speak. "Can it be made into a Power Pill?"

Hu Yin was tempted as well.

"..."

Wang Ping was taken aback for a moment. Meeting the gazes of Zhi Gong and Hu Yin, he said, "I suppose it’s possible, but this is a one-time thing. And you must promise me you won’t use them to do anything that violates the laws of heaven."

The two of them naturally agreed.

By now, the white mist that had filled the sky had almost completely dissipated, and the heavy dust had been blown away. The sky and the earth were finally visible once more.

The clouds in the sky were sullied, and the land below was an utter wasteland.

Just moments ago, cries for help could be heard from the ground, but now, there was only the sound of the wind, the roar of massive fires, and the sight of lava from the molten peaks creeping toward the riverbeds below.

SPLASH!

Suddenly, a heavy rain began to fall.

It was Yu Lian; she had spat a glob of water into the sullied clouds.

In the distance, Luo Feng and Ke Yue were in a standoff with the Huaimo Taoist. Meanwhile, the Fourth Realm True Spirit floating in midair had changed its appearance... into the spitting image of Wen Yang!

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