Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

The Star-Picking Statue slowly rotated towards the golden rooster on the central jade platform as the three people worked together to turn it.

Until the Star-Picking Statue is directly facing the Golden Rooster.

Suddenly the altar began to shake and spew out a large amount of flames, which quickly rose and formed a fire shield that enveloped the entire altar.

Yan Bipo looked up and around at the flames burning all around him, his expression filled with astonishment.

A look of panic appeared on Li Ergou's honest face: "What happened, Chief Yan? Did we make a mistake?"

"Damn it, prepare for battle!" Zhao Ying's face darkened, and she quietly retreated behind Yan Bipo and Li Ergou, ready to disappear into the shadows at any moment.

At this moment, the wind chime statue and the star-picking statue underwent a strange change, and two illusory blue guardian spirits emerged from the statues.

The guardian spirits will change according to the level of the challenger's cultivation. If the challenger gets the correct order wrong, the number of guardian spirits will be activated for the wrong statue. For example, at this moment, Yan Bipo and others got the second order wrong, so the guardian spirits will appear for the statues that were moved.

This is the consequence that the golden rooster was referring to.

"Er Gou, Junior Sister Zhao, join forces to kill them!" Yan Bipo made a decisive decision, pointing at the two guardian spirits and giving the order.

"Okay, Chief Yan." Li Ergou obediently picked up his double maces and charged forward.

Zhao Ying said coldly, "Chief Yan, please listen to other people's opinions before making decisions next time, otherwise you will only harm us all!"

After saying this, Zhao Ying, despite his injuries, rushed forward to confront another guardian spirit.

Upon hearing this, Yan Bipo snorted coldly, glanced at Zhou Qingfeng watching from outside the fire shield, and his face turned extremely ugly.

Yan Bipo could accept a simple misjudgment; after all, no one is perfect and everyone makes mistakes. It's normal to be questioned for making mistakes, and you can just be more careful next time. But Zhou Qingfeng had warned him beforehand, yet Yan Bipo didn't believe it and insisted on his own judgment, which resulted in a major incident.

This further proved his incompetence and stupidity, causing Yan Bipo to be extremely embarrassed, and his killing intent reached an unprecedented peak.

Jin Wei, sword in hand, adopted a spectator's stance: "Fellow Daoist, do you think they can withstand this?"

Zhou Qingfeng said calmly, "This little danger will at most cause them some trouble, but it won't lead to their death."

Jin Wei stroked his chin: "Yan Bipo is really composed. He can hold back from making a move even when he is in deep danger."

Zhou Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and remained silent, but he hoped that the guardian spirit would be stronger so that Yan Bipo would have to take action. Only then could he see Yan Bipo's methods clearly, and ideally, even force Yan Bipo to reveal his trump card. Once he learned about the enemy, the danger would be greatly reduced.

Within the fire-shrouded altar, the narrow battle space forced Zhao Ying and Li Ergou to engage in close combat with the two six-zhang-tall guardian spirits.

Zhao Ying leaped out of the shadows, wielding daggers in both hands as he twirled and spun, rapidly slashing across the back of the Wind Chime Guardian Spirit. In an instant, he unleashed tens of thousands of strikes, but the Wind Chime Guardian Spirit had an invisible wind shield on its body, which not only blocked the attacks but also sent Zhao Ying flying.

Wielding twin maces, Li Ergou roared repeatedly as he charged head-on to clash with the Star-Picking Guardian Spirit. Eight illusory stars swirled around the spirit, while the stars in its palms transformed into flying hammers, constantly clashing with Li Ergou in physical combat.

The space above the altar was almost completely transformed into a vacuum zone by them, with continuous sonic booms and sparks from friction creating a suffocating atmosphere.

No matter how much damage the two guardian spirits suffer, as long as they don't die immediately, they will recover completely in the blink of an eye. Zhao Ying and Li Ergou each have their own thoughts and keep their trump cards hidden. They won't be foolish enough to expose them until the very last moment.

Upon seeing this, Yan Bipo's face darkened, and he stepped forward with his hands behind his back, saying, "Useless trash, do I really have to do it myself? Get out of my way!"

Upon hearing this, Li Ergou and Zhao Ying immediately retreated.

Yan Bipo raised his hand and summoned a pair of green scissors. He snorted coldly and pointed at the two guardian spirits charging towards him with a hand seal: "Go!"

The scissors grew larger in the wind and flew rapidly towards the two guardian spirits, effortlessly severing their heads.

The two guardian spirits remained in their sprinting posture, and the moment their feet touched the ground, they slowly turned into fragments and disappeared like sand.

"Come back!" Yan Bipo formed a hand seal and summoned back the scissors.

This item is called the Fate-Cutting Scissors. It is a low-level imitation of an ancient divine artifact and one of the treasures of the Incense Sect.

Although it is only a low-level imitation, unable to grow and not as powerful as a true ancient artifact, it still possesses extremely terrifying power. Among those of the same level, it can sever the fate of cultivators at or below the Devouring Fiend Realm with just a light snip of the scissors.

When an enemy's fate line is severed, at best the trajectory of their fate line changes, causing them to miss opportunities; at worst, they die because their fate line has been severed.

The title of "Number One Under the Four Realms" is not just boasting; it is a reputation he earned through his own efforts, bestowed upon him by countless defeated opponents!

As the two guardian spirits disappeared, the flames enveloping the altar also quickly dissipated, as if nothing had ever happened.

“That’s… the Life-Determining Scissors.” Zhou Qingfeng narrowed his eyes. He recognized the magical scissors that Yan Bipo was using. Because the Five Turbid Treasure Appraisal Record had a record of it, he could accurately determine what kind of magical artifact it was based on its appearance and effects. That’s why he was so keen on reading books.

If one's knowledge is broad enough, one can immediately discern the enemy's spells, physical techniques, and magical artifacts. One does not need to be proficient in everything; as long as one knows the effects of the opponent, one can counter or restrain them, greatly increasing the chances of victory in battle.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.

"See? Fellow Daoist Tian Dao has already warned you, Chief Yan, but you didn't listen. Now you've caused others to suffer as well." Jin Wei and Zhou Qingfeng walked side by side toward Yan Bipo and the others. Jin Wei deliberately stepped forward to provoke Yan Bipo, bringing up topics that were difficult to discuss and deliberately saying things that would embarrass him.

Upon hearing this, Yan Bipo looked at Jin Wei calmly, but his tone was full of coldness: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, you should know that trouble comes from the mouth."

Jin Wei drew his sword and sneered: "So you mean you want to exchange a few blows with me? Then let's fight! One-on-one duel! If I'm afraid of you, am I your pet? Look at your arrogant, conceited manner. Anyone who didn't know better would think you're so powerful. A mere chief disciple of the Incense Path? I'm really not afraid of you!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Bipo was so angry that the veins on his forehead throbbed. Since becoming the chief disciple, no one had dared to speak to him like this. Now, being provoked and insulted by a rogue cultivator, he glared at him and said, "How dare you! What are you to insult me ​​like this?"

"Don't worry about who I am, let's fight one-on-one!" Jin Wei held a sword in one hand and pointed it at Yan Bipo with the other. He had long disliked Yan Bipo. What kind of person dared to oppose the young master? If he were in the Sword Tower, this kind of person would have been dead eight hundred times over!

Yan Bipo's eyes flashed with anger as he suddenly looked at Zhou Qingfeng and asked, "Tian Xingyi, aren't you going to do anything about your friend?"