Robbing the Fierce Tianxiong

When the last disciple of the royal family fell in a pool of blood, the Luoxia Valley completely fell into a dead silence.

The blood on the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd and the Absolute Beginning Sword slowly dripped down the edge of the blades, forming winding little blood streams on the bluestone slabs, like coagulated dark red scars.

"Great Yan Dynasty, this is just a little interest."

Xiao Ruobai looked down at the blood streams, his voice low but with a resolute determination.

"Wait for me, it will be soon."

Fang Hanyu walked slowly to his side. He didn't have any extra words of comfort, but just raised his hand and gently patted Xiao Ruobai's shoulder with his palm.

Xiao Ruobai turned his head to look at Fang Hanyu, the scarlet killing intent surging in his eyes slightly fading, flashing a trace of imperceptible warmth.

In the days at Purple Bamboo Peak, it was the master's protection that gave him the capital for revenge, and it was the junior brother's side-by-side companionship that made him no longer alone.

At this time, Little Black flapped its wings and landed on his shoulder, gently pecking his sleeve with its sharp bird beak, as if urging "hurry up and clean up, don't leave any traces".

The two looked at each other and immediately divided the work.

A ball of pale golden spiritual fire condensed in Xiao Ruobai's palm. He flicked his wrist lightly, and the spiritual fire instantly split into several strands, wrapping around the corpses on the ground like agile golden snakes. Flesh and bones silently melted in the spiritual fire, and even the blood splattered on the stone slabs was licked clean one by one.

Fang Hanyu guarded the side, his fingertips lingering with faint sword qi, occasionally sweeping across the corners, rolling missed severed hands, broken swords, and even blood-stained spiritual grass into the spiritual fire, leaving no suspicious objects at the scene.

When the corpses were all turned into flying ash, Little Black suddenly flapped its wings and flew up, circling twice in the sky above the valley.

It gently flapped its wings, and a gentle but irresistible wind force spread out, rolling up the gray-white flying ash on the ground, drifting towards the distance along the cracks in the rock wall. Even the bloody smell remaining in the spiritual mist was blown away together.

When the wind stopped, the entire valley was so clean that it seemed as if no fighting had ever taken place, leaving only the moss on the rock wall still stained with undried spiritual dew.

Xiao Ruobai squatted down and rubbed the bluestone slab with his finger, confirming that not a trace of blood or a piece of bone residue was left, before putting away the spiritual fire.

Fang Hanyu also checked the surroundings again, and seeing that there were no omissions, he nodded to indicate that they could leave.

At the same time, in the bamboo house of Purple Bamboo Peak of the Azure Profound Sect, Gu Changge was leaning back on the bamboo chair. The water mirror suspended on the stone table in front of him clearly reflected the whole process of the few people destroying the corpses and erasing the traces.

"Their temperament is steady enough, and their methods are also neat. I didn't teach them in vain."

Gu Changge thought to himself, but then he thought again, and felt that the few people had talked a little too much just now.

"Villains die from talking too much. It seems I have to exhort them a few more times next time."

He couldn't help but think of those novels he had read in his previous life. The protagonists always liked to talk endlessly about past sufferings first, and then break off to accuse the other party of their crimes.

Not only did it leave the enemy enough room to quibble and beg for mercy, but it also often resulted in "beating the young ones and bringing the old ones", adding a bunch of trouble for themselves for nothing.

As for those villains, they were even more pretentious and brainless. When they had a huge advantage, they had to chatter endlessly, eventually waiting to be counter-killed by the protagonist for nothing.

Not long after Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu walked out of the valley, they heard the crackling sound of explosions coming from the dense forest ahead.

A burly figure was chasing a cluster of cyan-blue fire running wildly. Fire waves surged all over his body, and even the rocks on the ground were scorched black. It was exactly Lie Tianxiong, the Palace Master of the Burning Heaven Palace.

"It's Lie Tianxiong."

Fang Hanyu put his fingertips on the scabbard of the Absolute Beginning Sword, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

"The fire he is chasing... is not right."

The two quickly hid in the knotted roots of the thousand-year-old ancient tree, carefully observing under the cover of the spiritual mist.

They saw the veins bulging on Lie Tianxiong's forehead, and his breathing was heavy like a cow. It was obvious that he had been chasing for a long time, and even the hair on his temples was soaked with sweat.

The Burning Heaven raging fire condensed in his palm was about to wrap around that cluster of cyan-blue flame several times, but was always nimbly dodged by the other party.

That cluster of cyan-blue flame was about the size of a fist, and the center of the flame lingered with fine ice crystal patterns. Every jump carried a piercing chill, but also revealed a pure fire attribute origin.

It was actually the legendary strange fire "Netherworld Ice Flame"!

This fire was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. It could not only freeze spiritual power, but also burst out with the power to burn mountains and boil the sea. For fire attribute cultivators, it was a supreme treasure for body refinement and treasure refinement that could only be encountered by chance.

"It's the Netherworld Ice Flame!"

Fang Hanyu's pupils shrank slightly.

"The Burning Heaven Palace mainly cultivates fire attribute cultivation methods. This strange fire can double the power of their Burning Heaven Art. Lie Tianxiong probably chased it all the way to force it into this desperate situation."

Fang Hanyu's fingertips had just touched the scabbard of the Absolute Beginning Sword when he was nudged by Xiao Ruobai's elbow.

"Senior Brother!" Fang Hanyu suppressed his voice.

"That cluster of fire looks very evil, and Lie Tianxiong is chasing it like he lost his soul. Let's..."

"Don't worry, wait until he catches the strange fire before we make a move, it will also save effort."

Xiao Ruobai shrank into the knotted roots of the ancient tree, not forgetting to pull Fang Hanyu to hide more tightly.

Fang Hanyu looked somewhat sympathetically at Lie Tianxiong, who was chasing the strange fire with all his strength, and sighed inwardly: "Senior Brother is still more steady."

Sure enough, not long after, Lie Tianxiong shouted violently, and the fire spiritual power all over his body suddenly surged, condensing a fire net in mid-air.

The fire net tightened more and more, and finally tied the strange fire tightly, unable to move.

He grabbed the strange fire with a sinister smile, still shouting: "Run! Weren't you caught by me!"

"Do it."

A large black stick appeared in Xiao Ruobai's hand at some point, knocking directly towards Lie Tianxiong with fierce momentum.

Fang Hanyu went around to the side, sword qi condensing into cyan-gold sharp light, piercing straight at Lie Tianxiong's wrist holding the fire.

"Who?!"

Lie Tianxiong was shocked and angry, and hastily turned around to condense a fire barrier to resist.

But he had just consumed most of his spiritual power to trap the strange fire, and was distracted by the ecstasy of success. The fire barrier was just formed when it was split with cobweb-like cracks by the battle light.

In the next second, the big stick smashed heavily on his back heart, and the chaotic sword qi also took the opportunity to cut off the spiritual power veins at his wrist.

"Pfft!"

Lie Tianxiong spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the Netherworld Ice Flame flew out of his fingers. His whole body staggered and threw himself forward, his knees knocking heavily on the scorched black rock.

Before he could prop himself up from the ground, Xiao Ruobai had already bullied him, and the big stick smashed on the back of his head like a heavy hammer.

"Thump!"

Lie Tianxiong rolled his eyes, his burly body collapsed softly to the ground, completely passing out, and a trace of un-dissipated blood still remained at the corner of his mouth.

In the last trace of consciousness before falling into a coma, there was only a confused thought left: "Numb... why am I the one being beaten again?"

Fang Hanyu caught the Netherworld Ice Flame in mid-air. As soon as his fingertips touched the flame, he wrapped the outer chill with sword qi to avoid being frostbitten, and at the same time picked away Lie Tianxiong's storage ring with a sword.

Xiao Ruobai was just about to bend down to search for other treasures on his body, when he heard several urgent sounds of breaking the air.

No need to think, it was the elders of the Burning Heaven Palace catching up.

"Let's go!"

Fang Hanyu made a prompt decision, stuffed the Netherworld Ice Flame wrapped in sword qi into his arms, and the two simultaneously cast the Catch Me If You Can movement technique, their figures sweeping towards the depths of the dense forest like two afterimages.

Little Black flapped its wings to catch up. With a gentle beat of its wings, a soft breeze arose, completely blowing away the lingering auras and traces of battle left behind by the two.