Immortality and Cultivation: This old man seeks enlightenment through mere survival.

The lineup on the field is currently in disarray.

The people from Lingyao Valley were surrounded inside the hall.

They were surrounded and blocked from all sides by members of the Fire Refining Sect and the Blood Burning Sect.

Therefore, if they want to break through, they must create a gap in the encirclement.

"Eighth level of Body Refinement? Hmph, useless."

"Your Spirit Medicine Valley won't be leaving this alchemy hall today!"

Chi Yanfeng saw Lu Zaian, clad in black rhinoceros armor, brazenly crash into the encirclement, but his expression remained unchanged.

Being merely a disciple at the eighth level of Body Refinement is simply not enough to make up for the gap in combat power.

"Take this! Blazing Sun!"

It was accompanied by Chi Yanfeng's angry shout.

His hands began to frantically gather fire magic power, which quickly condensed into a spherical flame radiating a dazzling power.

The flames were as dazzling as the sun, radiating a suffocatingly high temperature.

The hissing sound of burning echoed throughout the space, distorting the air around him.

Chi Yanfeng gripped the blazing sun tightly with both hands, raised it high above his head, and then smashed it down on Lu Zaian with the force of a thunderbolt!

Faced with such a fierce attack, Lu Zaian did not flinch or show any fear.

On the contrary, Lu Zaian was clad in black armor, his blood surging, as if he had transformed into a raging rhinoceros demon.

"Waterfall Divine Power!"

A jet of jet-black water shot out from the single horn atop the black rhinoceros's head.

The waterfall resembled a surging, powerful dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it lunged at the blazing sun.

The two met in mid-air, instantly triggering a fierce collision!

Tsk tsk tsk! !

As the two collided, a thick white mist rose into the air and spread all around.

The white mist carried a mixture of scorching heat and freezing cold, yet neither could overcome the other.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Zaian broke through the encirclement!

"Stop him! Kill him!"

Chi Yanfeng shouted, and without him saying anything more, the surrounding disciples all gathered in his direction.

In an instant, several beams of magical light pierced through the white mist, pointing directly at Lu Zaian's figure.

"Junior Brother Lu, watch out!!"

Lin Feng caught a glimpse of this and quickly spoke up to remind him.

"You dare to get distracted while fighting me? Who gave you the courage!"

The Blood Disciple of the Burning Blood Sect, who was exchanging blows with Lin Feng, snorted coldly, and dozens of blood-red threads flew out from his blood-red robe, wrapping around Lin Feng.

"Blood Spirit Silk, absorb it!"

Upon closer inspection, Lin Feng realized that the ends of those blood-red threads were actually bloodthirsty, grotesque mouths, gleaming with an eerie and malevolent crimson color, resembling countless snake heads writhing and biting!

"Wind Whisper Sword - Swift Wind Journey!"

Lin Feng swung the Wind Chant Sword with a whoosh, the blade flashing with dazzling light.

In an instant, countless phantom wind blades, as sharp as the wind, roared out and cut the blood spirit threads one by one with their fierce momentum!

However, Xuezi didn't take it seriously and let out a strange laugh:

"Such immense magical power, but unfortunately it's useless against me!"

Having said that, he stretched out his hands, which were shrouded in blood-red robes.

Surprisingly, these hands were as withered as rotten wood.

All that could be seen were Xuezi's withered hands crossed in a mudra.

The blood spirit threads that had been severed seemed to be summoned by some force and fused together again.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a gigantic scarlet blood python.

The scarlet blood python opened its blood-red maw, revealing sharp fangs, and viciously bit down on Lin Feng's head!

Lin Feng swung his Wind Whisper Sword again, striking the Blood Python.

Clang-! !

It actually produced a clanging sound like metal clashing!

"What?!" Lin Feng was shocked.

His Wind Whisper Sword was already a top-tier first-class sword, yet his full-force attack failed to sever a blood python formed from magical energy.

"Heh heh, this blood python contains my life essence, how can it be so easily severed? Absorb it!"

Xue Zi sneered. He had endured countless torments and had half of his life essence drained from his body to master the Blood Spirit Silk Technique.

That's why he ended up looking like neither human nor ghost, and could only cover himself with a blood-stained robe.

Lin Feng's attack failed, and he was too old to change his moves.

In his haste, he twisted his body, like a willow catkin in the wind dodging the blood python's bite!

However, a strong suction force came from the blood python's mouth, causing Lin Feng's blood and qi to surge, and he staggered as his left shoulder was bitten.

"Ugh!!"

Lin Feng let out a painful cry, realizing that his blood was flowing towards his left shoulder and being devoured by the blood python.

"Wind Whisper Sword - Wind-Treading Thrust!"

Without time to think, Lin Feng unleashed a torrent of energy, pouring his magical power into the Wind Chant Sword.

The Wind Whisper Sword emitted a sharp whistle, and Lin Feng and the sword became one, like a flash of green light, piercing straight into the Blood Child's body!

"Smart choice..."

Faced with Lin Feng's powerful and deadly self-sacrificing attack, Xue Zi decisively recalled the Blood Python and chose to turn around and dodge.

However, Lin Feng, mindful of Leng Sheng and Jiang Qiuyue behind him, dared not rush too far.

He withdrew his stance, stood there with his sword, his face flushed.

"Elder brother, are you okay?"

Jiang Qiuyue turned pale when she saw the gaping wound on Lin Feng's left shoulder.

The wound was tinged with an eerie blackish-red color, as if it were possessed by a spirit, frantically burrowing into the flesh.

"What a vicious blood poison!"

Lin Feng quickly took some antidote and blood-restoring pills, which barely managed to suppress his injuries.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Lu Zaian chose to withstand several magical attacks head-on.

The Black Rhino Armor provides top-tier defense, rendering these attacks insignificant.

However, the inertia from the attack still sent Lu Zaian flying backward, towards the wall behind the alchemy furnace.

"Take this! Crimson Flame Slash!!"

Along the way, a disciple of the Fire Refining Sect at the eighth level of Qi Refining brandished his treasured sword and unleashed a blazing blade of light that struck Lu Zaian's chest!

"Well done!"

Lu Zaian's blood surged, and he crossed his arms in front of his chest, like a white crane guarding its nest.

boom!

Lu Zaian's body was sent flying by the blow, and he spread his arms wide and out, like a crane flapping its wings and soaring backward.

It only stopped when it hit the wall.

"Hehehe, a mere eighth level of Body Refinement is nothing special!"

"Haha, hurry up and hand over the Purple Gold Divine Pill, or maybe we can leave you with a whole corpse."

Otherwise, we'll break your limbs first, and after the Blood Burning Sect has absorbed your life essence, we'll burn you to ashes!

The disciples of the Fire Refining Sect surrounded them, laughing arrogantly.

In just two exchanges, the high-end combat force of Lingyao Valley was already injured.

The outcome of this struggle was already predictable.

A few more breaths passed, and a disciple of the Spirit Medicine Valley screamed as the Blood Burning Sect disciple drained all his blood.

"Senior Brother, how about we hand over the Purple Gold Divine Pill?"

Jiang Qiuyue's face turned pale, and she spoke hesitantly.

She simply couldn't bear to see her familiar senior brothers and sisters die tragically one by one before her eyes.

The difference in strength on the field was too great; it was just a pointless sacrifice.

"Junior sister, it's pointless whether we hand it over or not now. Do you think they'll let us go?"

Lin Feng shook his head with a wry smile, regulated his internal energy, and once again held the Wind Chant Sword horizontally in front of him, his face resolute as he said:

"I will pave the way for you; you must take the Purple-Gold Divine Pill out of here!"