The two massive pillars of fire were instantly split into irregular shapes, a scene that even Fang Zhou found quite shocking.

The spatial rift spread down the pillar of fire towards the Three-headed Dragon, landing on the slope in the blink of an eye.

At the critical moment, the middle head of the Three-headed Dragon, which had been knocked out by Beichen's punch, finally came to its senses and hurriedly controlled its massive body to roll down the slope.

It was a little slow in its escape, and the tip of its tail was affected by the spatial rift, disintegrated into fragments without any resistance.

The Three-headed Dragon let out a painful roar, rolling and crawling away frantically.

After cutting off its tail, the spatial rift quickly extended to the large pit created by the Three-headed Dragon's fall, directly piercing the thick slope and splitting the thick mountain wall below into irregular fragments.

This strike pierced the volcano from the side, as if a second opening had been made, and the accumulated power inside the volcano spewed out through this opening, completely dyeing half of the slope red.

In other words, the volcano ended up leaking sideways under Beichen's strike.

The power of this Space Slash was unexpected; anything in its path was like soft tofu, easily sliced apart.

The only drawback was that it was too slow, and the noise was too obvious, making it easy for enemies to notice and evade.

This move, like Bi An, also had a cooldown period, and the two swords kept trembling after being swung, as if they might collapse at any moment.

Beichen could only sheath his sword and fly down towards the Three-headed Dragon again.

The Three-headed Dragon rolled down the slope, flapping its wings and flying off the ground once more.

However, Beichen happened to rush to its head again, repeating his old trick by delivering another punch to its forehead in the center.

The poor Three-headed Dragon hadn't flown high before its head was once again severely injured, making a woeful sound as it crashed to the ground once more.

The other two heads could only stare at each other wide-eyed, as they couldn't sense the enemy's presence at all.

In the next moment, the two heads started to hiss at each other, fighting for control of the body, twisting on the ground without learning from the previous failure.

Fang Zhou watched, feeling exasperated; when the Three-headed Dragon appeared, it brought its own funding, incredibly impressive and exaggerated, scaring the five True Disciples into losing their fighting spirit. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a fool.

The strength was indeed powerful, and its defensive power was high, but its weaknesses were also glaring, particularly the middle head.

By killing this Three-headed Dragon, this absurd game would come to an end.

Fang Zhou pulled down the pervasive sword shadows to bombard the monster horde on the ground, preventing them from heading to the square, while also preparing to finish off the Three-headed Dragon.

Just as he was about to strike, he suddenly sensed danger approaching from behind.

Fang Zhou and Beichen immediately swapped positions, letting Beichen activate Bi An.

At the moment Bi An took effect, an illusive giant claw passed through Beichen's body, grabbing thin air.

"Oh?"

Accompanied by a surprised sound, a figure appeared within Fang Zhou's Divine Sense.

Fang Zhou was quite astonished; his Divine Sense covers a vast range where every slight movement is detected by his perception.

Yet, someone managed to sneak in without him noticing.

If he hadn't dodged quickly, he'd have been successfully ambushed.

This person either had special abilities that could evade Divine Sense or had a cultivation level higher than Fang Zhou's.

Fang Zhou looked over with extreme caution; the assailant, having failed the ambush, boldly flew out of their hiding spot.

This was a young and beautiful girl, but that was it. In this Cultivation World where cultivation is akin to cosmetic surgery, you could knock down over ten of them with a single brick.

But Fang Zhou recognized her; she was one of the sixty-some cultivators who entered Refining Immortal City.

Although he hadn't specifically memorized them, with only a few dozen people, he could firmly remember it all at a glance due to his memory at this level.

As for which sect this girl belonged to, it was unknown and not worth guessing. Since she hid her strength and snuck into Refining Immortal City, she definitely used a fake identity or impersonated someone.

The girl flew to a position relatively close to Fang Zhou before stopping. She had clearly observed the battle between Fang Zhou and the Three-headed Dragon; since she dared to come so close, she must have extreme confidence in her own strength.

"Who are you?"

Fang Zhou asked cautiously, while Beichen had already quietly moved away, ready to swap positions and run if things went awry.

"You may call me Ya Zi."

The girl sized up Fang Zhou with interest: "I haven't been out for activities for a long time, and I didn't expect a young talent like you to emerge in the Cultivation World, and a male at that. I suspect you're not yet twenty; that's rare indeed."

Fang Zhou's heart stirred when he heard the girl called herself Ya Zi, and he blurted out: "Are you Ya Zi from the Demon Sect?"

There was once a Demon Cultist who fell into Fang Zhou's hands, named Ya Zi's Slave, possessing unique training skills second to none, deemed the master in the discipline of training.

Fang Zhou transformed Ya Zi's Slave into a Blood God Soldier and sent him back to the Demon Sect as a mole, but hadn't heard from him since.

He learned from Ya Zi's Slave that the Demon Sect claims to be descendants of the True Dragon, with the Sect Hierarch being the Dragon King, and beneath the hierarch were nine departments, named after the nine sons of the dragon.

And each leader of the department inherits the name of the nine sons, with Ya Zi being the dragon's second son, bloodthirsty and fond of fighting.

If the girl wasn't lying, then she would be the leader of the Ya Zi Department in the Demon Sect, a figure only second to the Sect Hierarch, at the peak of hierarchy.

Upon hearing Fang Zhou blurt out her identity, Ya Zi smiled with narrowed eyes: "Indeed, I am the Ya Zi you think I am. Young chap, I see your surprising bone structure and outstanding talent. Would you be interested in joining the Demon Sect? Together we can carve out a grand future."

Fang Zhou: (눈_눈)

Fang Zhou couldn't recall the last time someone told him he had surprising bone structure and outstanding talent.

This woman's thought process seemed loose. She just tried to ambush me, and now she's inviting me to join the Demon Sect.

Your invitation style is pretty peculiar, isn't it?

Fang Zhou replied irritably, "What grand daddy are we plotting together? Which grand daddy is worth plotting with you all?"

Ya Zi raised a finger and wagged it, correcting Fang Zhou, "Wrong, wrong, not grand daddy, but grand enterprise—the character for big, and enterprise, do you know how to write those two characters?"

She even started writing in the air with her finger, rewriting the characters.

Bristled at being so seriously corrected by Ya Zi, Fang Zhou felt exasperated.

I graduated from elementary school; of course, I recognize them. I was playing a homophone pun. Screw you.

However, facing a high-ranking member of the Demon Sect whose power and level are unclear, Fang Zhou did not dare rashly act, probing, "Of course I recognize them, what is your Demon Sect's grand enterprise?"

Dominating the Cultivation World? Or wiping out men like the True Mother God Sect?

"Our Demon Sect's grand enterprise naturally is..."

Ya Zi stopped mid-sentence, gave Fang Zhou a mischievous smile, and blinked, "Join the sect, and I'll tell you."

Fang Zhou was duly stumped, all he could mutter after a long pause was one word.

Damn!

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