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"Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame!!"

Lin Zixiao looked at the ice-blue spirit flame in Qin Ming's hand and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"It's truly unexpected! Fellow Daoist Qin really is someone with extraordinary fortune."

"To think that the person who took the treasures from the other two light domes in the Yunze Wilderness Ruins Secret Realm turned out to be Fellow Daoist Qin."

Qin Ming's Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame had previously devoured the Tier Two Demon Fire of Lin Zixiao's companion and fused his own Foundation Establishment Innate True Flame with it.

Now, the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame had also advanced to Tier Two High-Grade, just one step away from breaking through to Tier Three.

If he and Lin Zixiao were to have a decisive battle today, it was possible that his Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame could advance to Tier Three.

As for Lin Zixiao recognizing his Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame at first glance, it was within his expectations.

After all, when Lin Zixiao obtained the demonic inheritance from the ruins, it likely contained references to the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame.

"Indeed, Fellow Daoist Lin also managed to obtain that inheritance from the remnants right under the eyes of several sects," Qin Ming spoke bluntly.

Lin Zixiao's gaze flickered; he had just swiftly killed three Foundation Establishment Perfection Cultivators, and Qin Ming watched the entire process, yet his expression didn't change. He couldn't discern Qin Ming's intentions.

He suddenly remembered that Qin Ming was the only cultivator in all his years in the demonic path that had nearly brought him to the brink of death.

He knew that Qin Ming wasn't an ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator and couldn't be judged by common sense.

"Over the years, I have heard many legendary tales about Fellow Daoist Qin."

"Outsiders only know Fellow Daoist Qin as an exceptional Spirit Plant Master who isn't skilled in magical duels."

"But that is a major misconception."

"In reality... Fellow Daoist Qin's true cultivation isn't low, right?"

"Furthermore, I have one question that puzzles me greatly."

"How did Fellow Daoist Qin see through my disguise?"

Qin Ming wasn't interested in dragging it out with him.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, talking is pointless."

"How is cultivation? Whether it is true will be seen in action."

After finishing, Qin Ming's gaze sharpened, and the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame in his hand suddenly transformed into an ice-blue firebird, emanating a soul-chilling aura.

Seeing Qin Ming make his move, Lin Zixiao's gaze also chilled, and the Cyan Luo Demon Fire in his hand transformed again into a ghostly creature with wings, howling as it pounced towards Qin Ming.

Boom!

Bam!

A blue and a black high-tier Heaven and Earth Spirit Fire suddenly clashed in the air!

Countless flames scattered and flew in all directions, and terrifying ripples echoed through the skies.

The two spirit flames entangled in the air for a time, with neither giving way, as if determined not to rest until they devoured the other.

Lin Zixiao's demonic qi surged around him, and his figure vanished instantly from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already slashing out several dozen-zhang-long black band streaks towards Qin Ming with a wave of his hand.

The black streaks sliced through Qin Ming's figure, but it turned out to be a shadow.

Whoosh!

With a pinch and a gesture, countless black vines crazily spread from beneath Lin Zixiao's feet.

Lin Zixiao stared at these black vines, with a sudden alarming sensation between his eyebrows.

He could sense that if he were caught, he'd be doomed.

The next instant, Lin Zixiao's figure blurred, swiftly transforming into a pitch-black mist and disappearing from the spot.

He narrowly and dangerously evaded the entangling black thorns.

"Late-stage Foundation Establishment!!" Lin Zixiao looked at Qin Ming with lingering fear.

Qin Ming didn't pursue but instead bit his middle finger, pinched a gesture, and outlined a strange blood-red rune in the void, a secret technique from the Primordial Evil Seed Demon Scripture to enhance spirit fire power.

"Cha!"

The blood-red rune, under Qin Ming's command, merged into the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame, clashing with the Cyan Luo Demon Fire.

Coo!

Instantly, the ice-blue Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame firebird expanded, stirring a monstrous heat wave in the air, abruptly overpowering the Cyan Luo Demon Fire.

And it began to consume the cyan-black flame.

The just-retreating Lin Zixiao saw this sight, and his expression couldn't help but change suddenly!

This Cyan Luo Demon Fire was obtained with great effort; just waiting for the chance to enter the Demon Cave took him a whole ten years.

In addition to later hunting cultivators and absorbing their souls to refine the demonic fire cost him significant effort.

It was an invaluable powerful trump card; even against same-tier Foundation Establishment Perfection Cultivators, he could rely on this demon fire for an instant kill.

Seeing his crucial demonic fire being devoured by Qin Ming's poison flame.

Lin Zixiao hurriedly tried to recall the Cyan Luo Demon Fire, but found it was entangled and couldn't be retrieved.

"Fellow Daoist Qin is still the first cultivator in years to force me to give my all," Lin Zixiao saw the situation and held back no longer, taking out a map-like item.

Then Lin Zixiao tossed the item into the air, revealing a blood-red map slowly unfolding, emitting a disturbing aura.

"Nine Bends Blood Refining Array!"

The next moment, as Lin Zixiao activated it, the blood-red map suddenly expanded into a scene several dozen zhang long, with intertwined black and red light curtains erupting within.

Soon after, the scene before Qin Ming's eyes suddenly changed.

He was astonished to find himself in a world constructed of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The air was filled with a nauseating bloody smell.

Countless blood-colored mountains and rivers resembling an inescapable maze; a single misstep could trigger the array restriction completely.

Even Qin Ming's mind felt a slight dizziness.

Outside the array.

Lin Zixiao was managing the Nine Bends Blood Refining Array, just about to spare a hand to retrieve his Cyan Luo Demon Fire.

But he again sensed an ominous foreboding.

Roar!

Within the array, behind Qin Ming appeared a ghostly figure of a four-armed demon ape, its eerie heavy-pupiled eyes opening, shooting two crimson beams.

The various illusions within the Nine Bends Blood Refining Array began to crumble and vanish, becoming countless bubbles.

And the array map spiritual artifact released by Lin Zixiao was punched back to its original form by the demon ape, with one corner cracking open into a long seam, clearly damaging its spirituality.

Blah!

Lin Zixiao spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, eyes wide with disbelief, looking at Qin Ming. Had he already grown to such a level?

This Nine Bends Blood Refining Array embodied his lifetime's effort and was a Tier Two Top-Grade Array.

In sheer potential, it was no weaker than some ordinary Tier Three Arrays.

Yet Qin Ming broke the array within mere breaths, leaving Lin Zixiao unable to accept it.

Qin Ming must have secrets on him!

But for a loose cultivator who could rise to Foundation Establishment, who didn't have secrets?

Lin Zixiao had traversed the demonic path for so long, yet it was his first time encountering a cultivator who forced him into a losing position.

With a grim expression, he put away the damaged array map and was about to deploy a secret technique, yet the hairs on the back of his neck suddenly stood on end!

Lin Zixiao instinctively moved to evade but was still too late.

Screech!

Three pitch-black Earth Spikes abruptly emerged from the void.

Even with Lin Zixiao's quick response, one of the black Earth Spikes pierced through his abdomen.

A gray figure silently emerged from the void, spreading its jaws to bite down on him.