The flames spiraled up like a tornado, mercilessly sweeping from below, causing the temperature to rise abruptly. The scorching heat combined with the momentum bursting from within nearly knocked the Dongyue cultivator unconscious.

If it were ordinary people encountering such a move, they would likely be terrified out of their wits. Cen Yueyue, however, feared no one in terms of raw strength. Especially when hidden in the branches, observing her, it gave her a feeling of discomfort which she very much disliked.

The blazing flame enveloped a radius of tens of meters. Murderous intent appeared on the young girl's face. Normally, even if someone were standing above her head just tens of meters apart, or even if a cultivator was treading through the air hundreds of meters away, she would be alerted. If aided by a magic treasure or if the other party intentionally expanded their Sea of Consciousness, she could sense someone approaching from several miles away.

But it just couldn't work around this old capital of Dongyue.

The Sea of Consciousness was restricted, Spiritual Sense was suppressed, even her senses became hesitant. When one lacks a sense of security, every sense becomes infinitely magnified, and any small movement would make her vigilant.

To put it straightforwardly.

She was frightened.

Had the opponent discovered and launched a surprise attack from this distance first, she would likely have already been injured. Her face was terribly unpleasant, and the fire leaving her hands was overwhelming, so powerful and expansive that people couldn't help but envy her innate gift.

"Fire?"

A hint of surprise flickered on her face.

Qingluan stood still, snake-like eyes still crimson red, and the vertical pupils flashed with a bizarre light. This scene made Cen Yueyue look up directly. She could feel a pair of vertical pupils in her Sea of Consciousness staring into her heart, and the originally spiraling flames in mid-air came to an abrupt halt without any reaction.

Her eyes squinted slightly, a smile on her face, yet it inevitably revealed a trace of interest.

Though her outward appearance was that of a cold, celestial fairy, her smile held a touch of allure and enchantment, not deliberately masked but rather a natural charm cultivated from a young living environment. Rather, her dignified and elegant appearance as a noble lady was a result of decades of forced correction and training.

Yet, as the saying goes, rivers and mountains may change, but the nature remains hard to alter, that gaze full of interest actually led Miss Cen to experience a momentary lapse in concentration!

This is why sect disciples need to train outside for several years before returning to the sect. The unimaginable means before us is the reason.

"Peak of Core Formation?"

"Since when have Peak of Core Formation cultivators been everywhere in Dongyue, and this person seems not very old? Such an age and cultivation is top-tier in the world today. It seems Xiao Yu's words were not false, and many forces have dispatched disciples to train here, with quite a few skilled ones among them."

"The other aura is much weaker, only at mid Core Formation level. In this Poisonous Land, ordinary cultivators find it extremely difficult to extend their Spiritual Sense beyond a hundred meters. If not members of the East Sea Clan, they would struggle to adapt to this environment. Even with these two people..."

In the next second, a sharp pain suddenly struck the head!

Like a steel awl piercing through the top of the skull!

Expression filled with agony, even the cold and handsome face could no longer maintain Miss Cen's elegance and poise. Her legs softened on the tree branch, almost slipping off, but the one experiencing this sudden change wasn't Cen Yueyue.

It was Qingluan.

However, there was another person whose face was filled with similar pain, and his mind went blank.

"Damn, how is this a Peak of Core Formation..."

For once, both sides had the same thought.

In truth, all four people were taken aback.

Usually, there are very few places on the Jiuzhou land with seals and arrays like this one. Generally speaking, only in significant cities, like the Central Plains Fuxian City, which are crucial areas and serve as the capital city, do they warrant such arrays.

Restricting Spiritual Energy deployment while completely isolating Divine Sense, this is all for ease of unified management, preventing disturbances. But who would usually choose to go to such places? Previously accustomed to using the Sea of Consciousness to probe the surrounding environment, now they only became aware when the two sides were almost face-to-face. The thing is, you don't know until you fight, and when you do, you're startled.

Both sides had experts at the Peak of the Core Formation level.

Nosebleeds sprayed wildly, soaking the chest, but even so, Jiang Feng didn't forget to reach out and grab the fallen Dongyue cultivator, using a muscular hand to hurl him twenty meters behind.

Although the posture was awkward, tumbling clumsily on the ground, Jiang Feng's tossing direction was quite clever. Behind was nothing but branches and leaves, allowing him to land smoothly. Almost simultaneously, a voice came from behind.

"Miss!"

A piercing scream.

Her figure twisted as she wrapped her tail up along with the giant tree, spinning around to pull Qingluan, who was standing on the branch, down. The first to regain consciousness was Cen Yueyue, her little face full of anger. This incident infuriated her; if Jiang Feng wasn't there, she would have likely fallen into the opponent's trap.

The fire wave rolled up without a word, and the Gu Worms burst along the branches, gnawing through the trees, leaving no footing for the two. But Qingluan wasn't an ordinary person, and her consciousness immediately returned. Although shocked by that mid Core Formation man's means, she was still far superior in terms of strength.

After all, one was a latecomer, and the other had been delving into this path since the start of her cultivation. Feeling the terrifying fire wave, she dared not to hide anything any longer, clutching her thumb and ring finger tightly, with her left hand forming a shape similar to a lotus to support the right hand.

"Sunflower Water, roaring waves against the shore, ocean waves shaking the heavens!"

The great battle was on the brink of breaking out.

While it seemed that both sides had been entangled for some time, each showcasing their Divine Skills, the actual engagement was only a blink of an eye. From Cen Yueyue's detection of the approach, the initial confrontation, to each side losing focus and now exhibiting Daoist Skills, the whole sequence took less than ten seconds.

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