The Qingfeng Pavilion stood proudly atop the mountains more than a hundred miles east of Changsheng Castle. It was surrounded by lush pines and cypresses, with clouds and mist swirling around, resembling an isolated Immortal Island. This pavilion, with its flying eaves and intricate structure, was majestic and pierced the sky. Under the sunlight, its glazed tiles sparkled with dazzling light, adding to its solemn and mysterious aura.

At dawn, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the thin mist and gently fell on the glazed tiles of Qingfeng Pavilion. The entire building seemed to be endowed with life, draped in a dreamlike golden attire; at dusk, the afterglow of the sunset painted the pavilion a mesmerizing golden-red, like a stunningly vivid painting.

As night fell, the moonlight poured down like mercury, gently caressing every corner of the pavilion, making this ancient building appear even more tranquil and profound in the night. The windows of the pavilion emitted faint, yellow lights, like stars twinkling in the night sky, adding a touch of warmth and hope to the silent night.

Shi Feiyang, hand in hand with Gong Simeng, arrived in front of Qingfeng Pavilion. He looked up at this ancient pavilion, took a deep breath, his chest slightly heaving, and then turned to Gong Simeng, encouragingly saying, "Si Meng, don't be nervous, I'm here. This cooperation with Qingfeng Pavilion is crucial for us, but as long as you're by my side, I'm fearless."

Gong Simeng nodded vigorously and replied, "I'm not afraid, Brother Shi, I trust you. No matter what difficulties we encounter, I will firmly stand by your side."

The two exchanged smiles, and with steady steps, they crossed the gate of Qingfeng Pavilion, marking the beginning of a new legendary story.

Su Yao, upon hearing of Shi Feiyang's visit, was taken aback. She had thought that after the battle of Changsheng Castle, Shi Feiyang would be exhausted and unlikely to make any moves soon, yet she didn't expect him to be so bold and come forward to seek cooperation.

In their meeting, Shi Feiyang, composed and confident, stepped forward with hands clasped behind his back, and loudly proposed, "Master Su, I am here today to discuss an alliance with Qingfeng Pavilion to jointly resist Divine Water Palace. Divine Water Palace is ambitious, attempting to dominate the Martial Arts world. Both our Heroic Sakura Association and Qingfeng Pavilion are forces of justice. If we don't unite now, then when?"

After hearing this, Su Yao did not immediately respond but instead slowly paced the hall, weighing various pros and cons.

At this moment, Gong Simeng took a step forward and stated loudly, "Master Su, the current situation in the Martial Arts world is precarious, and the atrocities of Divine Water Palace have aroused public anger. Our Heroic Sakura Association has weathered many battles but is still strong. Joining forces with Qingfeng Pavilion, we can surely restore order in the Martial Arts world. Master Zhao from Mist Rain Manor is also willing to mediate disputes. If we can unite and fight under Master Zhao's coordination, we can certainly bring peace back to the Martial Arts world!" Her clear and powerful voice echoed in the hall.

Su Yao paused, lifted her gaze to Shi Feiyang, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, then a subtle smile with deep meaning appeared on her lips as she said, "Grand Squad Leader Shi, I've long admired your exceptional blade skills. Since you are here today, I would like to witness them. Only when your strength is acknowledged can the cooperation move forward." Her tone carried a hint of challenge, and her eyes revealed a trace of scrutiny.

Upon hearing this, Shi Feiyang laughed heartily, his laughter resonant, shaking the air around them.

His eyes bright, he looked directly at Su Yao and said loudly, "Alright! Since Master Su is interested, how can I refuse? However, blades and swords are ruthless, easily causing fatalities. Today, I will challenge the experts of Qingfeng Pavilion with my bare hands, hoping you will not hold back!" He concluded, crossing his arms over his chest, his expression filled with confidence and boldness, seemingly unbothered by the upcoming challenge.

Hearing this, Su Yao's anger gradually rose, but her deep scheming nature kept her silent.

While everyone was preparing, Shi Feiyang quietly approached Gong Simeng and whispered, "Si Meng, if anything happens to me, leave immediately and find a safe place to hide."

Gong Simeng, full of worry, tightly gripped Shi Feiyang's sleeve and softly responded, "Brother Shi, you must be careful, their... their strength is formidable. I don't want anything to happen to you, promise me, you will stay safe." Her words carried a hint of emotion, her eyes slightly red.

Shi Feiyang gently patted her hand, comforting her, "Don't worry, I know my limits. For you, I will also ensure my safety."

Just as he finished speaking, seven altar masters of various styles from Qingfeng Pavilion stepped forward one by one.

At that moment, the sky suddenly turned gloomy. The once clear sky was unknowingly covered with heavy dark clouds, completely obscuring the sun, causing the light inside Qingfeng Pavilion to dim and the atmosphere to become more oppressive.

"Flame Altar Master" Wang Yan, from "Flame Sun Sect," his "Blazing Sun Palm" unrivaled in the world.

When he wielded his power, it was as if he was surrounded by a layer of fiercely burning flame armor, dispersing intense heat, seeming to ignite the surrounding air. When he launched his palm strike, a violent wave of fire shot out from his palm, a fiery red wave churning and jumping, carrying a rolling heat wave. Where it passed, the air warped and distorted from the heat, emitting a "sizzling" sound, and the stone slabs on the ground were instantly heated to a scorching temperature, as if standing at the edge of a volcano, making it daunting to approach.

This palm technique was immensely powerful, capable of directly scalding enemies and creating a high-temperature zone within its attack range, restricting the enemy's movement.

"Cold Star Altar Master" Leng Shuang, from "Ice Soul Sect," skilled in "Ice Soul Cold Finger."

She gracefully waved her jade fingers, from which emanated sharp, crystalline icicles, gleaming with a cold light, swift as arrows released from a bow, carrying a bone-chilling coldness. Wherever the icicles touched, the ground instantly froze, the cold rapidly spreading, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet. Enemies struck by the icicles had their meridians instantly frozen, their blood seemingly coagulated, movements slowed, suffering intensely.

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