Roar~!

The Fire Flame Lion let out a low roar, trying to struggle to its feet, but was once again stomped down into the ground by An Xingchen.

"Is this what you want?"

Watching this scene, Qin Yang's expression was icy cold. He untied a Jade Gourd from his waist and gently shook it, the sound of liquid inside heavy and thick.

"So, you really did manage to get the Hundred Fruit Wine."

An Xingchen's face lit up with joy. These three had four Jade Gourds around their waists, all filled to the brim with Hundred Fruit Wine.

On a densely leafed Hong Ye tree, two figures stood on the branches, watching the situation below. They were none other than the arriving Ximen Feihua and the old man Han, while the Snow Wolf lay quietly in the distance.

"I didn't expect that with the Celestial Dragon Sect and Hundred Beasts Valley present, this kid could still get so much of the Hundred Fruit Wine."

Ximen Feihua's gaze focused as he murmured.

"Hand over all the Hundred Fruit Wine you have."

An Xingchen said coldly, pointing his black longsword at the Fire Flame Lion's head. With his father and the two Great Tributors of the Dark Palace present, and only Qin Yang, another member, and a young girl from the Celestial Sword Pavilion, An Xingchen was naturally fearless. Besides, this feeling of threatening others was quite appealing.

"If you want it, you can have it."

Qin Yang's eyes gathered murderous intent as he tossed with force.

Zoom!

The Jade Gourd streaked through the air, shooting rapidly toward An Xingchen.

An Xingchen's face broke into a smile as he prepared to catch it.

"Thunderbolt Flash!"

Just as the Jade Gourd was thrown, a cold glint flashed in Qin Yang's eyes as he formed a Spell Seal with his fingers, thunder light surged beneath his feet, and instantly, he lunged toward An Xingchen.

"Chen'Er, be careful!"

An Yuan shouted sharply.

An Xingchen's expression changed, and while Qin Yang had been about twenty meters away from him, the distance had shrunk to just three meters after the flash of thunder beneath his feet.

Qin Yang's palm flipped, the White Jade Flying Saber pierced fiercely into An Xingchen's chest, and blood quickly stained his clothing.

"Get out!"

Qin Yang shouted coldly, kicking An Xingchen's body, simultaneously catching the Jade Gourd he had just thrown.

Bang!

An Xingchen's body flew backward, crashing onto the ground blanketed with fallen leaves, his chest gushing blood, instantly dyeing his clothing red.

"You bastard, you're courting death!"

Staring at An Xingchen lying on the ground, An Yuan shouted angrily, his palms gathering a heart-palpitating black Inner Power, and struck toward Qin Yang across the air.

"Great Dark Palm."

Bang!

An Yuan released a powerful Dark Palm Seal toward Qin Yang.

Qin Yang remained expressionless, clamping his fingers, a faint purple Talisman glowing with thunderlight appeared between his fingers.

"A Talisman?!"

Everyone present was surprised, clearly not expecting Qin Yang to possess this kind of Talisman only obtainable within a Secret Realm.

"Go."

Qin Yang flicked his fingers, sending the Talisman flying toward the Dark Palm Seal.

Bang~!

The Talisman paper dissipated, a streak of faint purple thunderbolt shot out, striking the Dark Palm Seal, which instantly vanished into a puff of black qi.

The faint purple thunderbolt only dimmed slightly, yet continued its fierce assault toward An Yuan.

"Dark Elemental Shield!"

An Yuan was surprised, swinging his palms to conjure a black shield with his Inner Power.

Crack!

The black shield shattered under the thunderlight's impact, and the faint purple thunderbolt dissipated as well.

"You actually have a Talisman?!

An Yuan stared at Qin Yang, a trace of surprise flashed on his face. Talismans could only be obtained in Secret Realms, rarely seen in ordinary Sects.

Qin Yang ignored An Yuan, his gaze falling on the blood-stained Fire Flame Lion, particularly those wounds where bones were visible, his eyes held icy coldness, before finally exhaling deeply.

"Spring Rain Nourishing Body."

Qin Yang formed an intricate Spell Seal with his hands, dull green Spiritual Power surged around him, then transformed into a dull green stream of water, enveloping the Fire Flame Lion's entire body.

Under the nourishment of the dull green stream, the blood on the Fire Flame Lion immediately ceased, and some shallow wounds began to heal rapidly.

"This…"

This method left An Yuan and others dumbfounded. This kid was too strange, could he be a medical Ancient Martial Artist?!

In the Ancient Martial Realm, there were a few Ancient Martial Artists specialized in medical techniques and Elixir making, even their Inner Power Heart Methods were related to medical arts and Alchemy. Their Inner Power could heal other Ancient Martial Artists, but this kind of flesh-healing method Qin Yang displayed, they had never seen before.

Minutes later, the wounds on the Fire Flame Lion were completely healed, and the bloodstains on its fur were cleanly washed away by Qin Yang's Pure Water Technique. Yet, its aura still seemed weak.

Qin Yang took out two small Primordial Spirit Pills and fed them to the Fire Flame Lion. After consuming the Elixirs, the Fire Flame Lion regained its vitality, affectionately nudging Qin Yang with its large head.

"Go now, head over to them. Next, watch me help you vent your anger."

Qin Yang patted the Fire Flame Lion's head, smiling as he spoke.

Roar~!

The Fire Flame Lion roared excitedly, then ran over to the two girls, settled down beside them, looking lively, staring at An Yuan and the others, as though anticipating the scene of them being dealt with.

Being so expectantly awaited for a thrashing by a lion, An Yuan and the others' faces instantly turned grim.

"Hmph, defiant in the face of death."

An Yuan snorted coldly, his robe billowed without wind, releasing his full Late Stage Profound Tier aura.

"Ice Cone Technique, swift!"

Qin Yang formed a Spell Seal with his fingers, gesturing with one hand, and the air suddenly turned icy cold, with over a dozen sharp ice cones forming in mid-air.

"Dark Shadow Technique."

An Yuan's pupils contracted, and with a low shout, his speed became extremely fast, his figure transformed into various shadows, striking toward Qin Yang.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

A series of fierce ice cones whistled as they shot toward An Yuan, piercing through all the shadows, and finally several ice cones aimed directly at An Yuan's main body.

An Yuan's expression shifted, his palms stirred his Inner Power, consecutively sending out two Dark Palm Seals, intending to shatter the ice cones.

"Earth Spike Technique, break!"

Qin Yang sneered, his Spell Seal shifting, channeling his Spiritual Power into the earth.

Boom!

As An Yuan shattered the ice cones, a sharp earth spike emerged suddenly from the ground, thrusting straight between An Yuan's legs.

An Yuan's expression changed drastically, as his toes pressed against the ground, his body shot up. At this moment, he had no choice but to give it his all, otherwise his offspring's roots would be crushed.

Bam!

In his haste, exerting too much force, An Yuan jumped up, his head slamming heavily into a branch of the Hong Ye tree.

The sturdy branch cracked loudly, breaking apart and dropping many leaves to the ground.

An Yuan then landed back on the ground with a grim face, sporting a conspicuous swollen bump on his head, looking rather comical.

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