Qi Bai channeled his magic, causing Yin spirits to dance wildly, unleashing a freezing tempest.

The formations of the grand array were pierced by countless ghosts, rapidly dissolving.

Qi Bai no longer restrained himself, his long hair flying, robes billowing, and golden core aura radiating in all directions.

“If this were the center of the Immortal City’s grand array, I might not be able to turn the tables.”

“But here, it’s just the periphery of the formation, and you’ve only managed to draw upon a fraction of the city’s defensive power by building auxiliary arrays.”

“How could that possibly stop me?”

Qi Bai flicked his sleeve, unleashing a ghastly gale.

The whistling sound threatened to pierce eardrums as it hurtled toward Chui Bin Ke and Sun Lingtong.

Ning Zhuo, piloting the Cangtie Heavy Armor and carrying the still-unconscious Sun Lingtong, showed no fear.

“Qi Bai, you want to kill us? You’re far from capable!”

“Come and get us, if you dare!”

In the next moment, Ning Zhuo slapped the wall, triggering a hidden teleportation array.

He and Sun Lingtong teleported instantly, vanishing without a trace.

Qi Bai roared in frustration, immediately ceasing his attack, but the ghost wind still managed to destroy most of the teleportation array.

He immediately flew to the array, examining its patterns, identifying the materials, and then casting a spell.

“Setting up a private teleportation array within the seams of the Immortal City’s grand array leaves little room for teleportation.”

“Found it!”

“Heh heh heh, you think a few teleportation arrays can shake me off?”

“Today, I will surely kill you.”

Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong entered another underground base.

Magic – Thousand Mile Soul Walk.

Qi Bai caught up in just a dozen breaths.

Such speed brought intense pressure to Ning Zhuo.

Golden Core cultivators often possessed overwhelming battle power against Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Qi Bai was an extraordinary Golden Core cultivator. Born into the Soul Devouring Sect, he possessed superior talent and was a true disciple.

This meant he was definitely among the elite of Golden Cores.

Ning Zhuo continued to activate the Immortal City’s grand array, temporarily blocking Qi Bai.

Qi Bai cast spells, eroding the array patterns, and sneered, “Very well, Chui Bin Ke, I’ll see how many holes you’ve drilled and how many nests you’ve built in the Fire Persimmon Immortal City!”

“I’ll tell you the truth, I’ve planted a mark on Sun Lingtong! As long as you carry him, I will find you!”

“Heh heh heh, in fact, with long-term contact with Sun Lingtong, the power of the mark will cover you as well.”

“If you abandon him now, perhaps I won’t be able to find you!”

“Once the mark is planted! I will sense you at all times, I will chase you until you are tortured and killed.”

Qi Bai’s face was full of killing intent, he didn’t know why he was so angry, so furious!

He hoped, expected Ning Zhuo to abandon Sun Lingtong to save himself.

But Ning Zhuo never did.

He gritted his teeth in secret, teleporting away with Sun Lingtong again.

“Ah!”

Qi Bai roared to the sky, feeling as if he was driven mad by Ning Zhuo.

Boom boom boom.

One underground base after another was overturned by Qi Bai.

Such huge movements had long been detected by the City Lord’s Mansion, and reported to Fei Si.

Fei Si quickly sent a flying message to Meng Kui.

Meng Kui sat cross-legged on a futon, hidden in layers of clouds.

Hearing the report, he couldn’t help but smile, the two walnuts turning in his palm smoother.

“A new Golden Core cultivator?”

“Wails of ghosts, seems to be the Soul Devouring Sect’s art.”

“Could he be the Black Shadow Demon cultivator?”

“Oh, and many underground bases exposed, all using the seams of the Immortal City’s grand array?”

Meng Kui was curious, wanting to know what other monsters were hidden in the Fire Persimmon Immortal City.

He was in a good mood, sitting on the mountain peak, watching the changing situation.

Others fought and killed, while he was leisurely and calm.

Of course, Meng Kui’s main attention had always been on the Lava Immortal Palace, never changed.

The battle in the Lava Immortal Palace was in full swing.

Countless crimson flame demons fell under the formations, magic treasures, and various mechanical creations.

However, the demons were endless. They rushed into the Immortal Palace’s formation range, collapsing the first and second lines of defense, and even the third line was in danger.

This made the Ning family patriarch frown: “The crimson flame demons’ offensive is so terrifying! No wonder the Lava Immortal Palace is gradually rising, gradually unable to suppress Fire Persimmon Mountain.”

He mingled in the third line of defense, killing crimson flame demons while looking around, exploring the secrets of the Lava Immortal Palace.

“If the Lava Immortal Palace is broken, even if a building is submerged by demons, my chance will come.”

The Ning family patriarch was not in a hurry, he was patiently waiting for the opportunity.

Outside Fire Persimmon Mountain, dozens of miles away, Zhu Xuanji’s eyes shone with golden light, casting a spell, looking at the top of Fire Persimmon Mountain.

His gaze penetrated the layers of clouds, seeing the battlefield situation of the Lava Immortal Palace clearly.

“The Lava Immortal Palace is much weaker than I thought.”

“What’s wrong with the Palace Spirit Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit? Many places on the defense line, according to its ability, should be done better.”

“Did it suffer irreparable damage during the long suppression process?”

Zhu Xuanji guessed in his heart.

“Meng Kui…”

Finally, he fixed his eyes on the Nascent Soul cultivator hidden in the clouds.

“You cast the Sitting on the Mountain Viewing the Tiger Fight divine power, which is the main reason why the Lava Immortal Palace is being attacked by the demon horde!”

“Once the Immortal Palace is broken by the demons, you, Meng Kui, are to blame!”

“You only have two Fate Outside the Peach Garden cores, I hope you don’t screw up!”

Zhu Xuanji came from the Divine Catcher Division, and was also a member of the Southern Bean Kingdom royal family, so he knew a lot about Meng Kui.

He received the monarch’s personal reminder to focus on Meng Kui’s Sitting on the Mountain Viewing the Tiger Fight divine power.

Zhu Xuanji knew: Although the Sitting on the Mountain Viewing the Tiger Fight divine power was powerful and mysterious, it also had drawbacks.

That is, once this method was used, Meng Kui must sit still, unable to intervene, until the luck field dissipated.

Otherwise, the backlash he suffered would be terrible.

Not only would his body, soul, etc. be injured, but his luck would also plummet to the extreme.

And it would last for a long time.

Meng Kui certainly knew this, so he specially selected Immortal materials, and invited a master of weapon refining at great expense, to create a pile of Fate Outside the Peach Garden cores for him.

Only by using these two peach cores could he directly intervene in the people or things in the luck field.

Once the peach core was thrown out, it was extremely powerful, and the first power it came with was guaranteed to hit.
Apart from that, there were other mystical secrets that even the royal family couldn’t fathom.

This was Monk Kui’s most reliable technique, used sparingly and thus guarded with utmost secrecy.

Spell—Ghostly Illusions Aplenty!

Countless phantoms swirled and danced around Qi Bai, rapidly eroding the array patterns.

Ning Zhuo triggered the teleportation array and vanished.

However, Qi Bai sensed Sun Lingtong’s location. She was no longer underground but had returned to the surface.

He laughed maniacally, his face twisted in a grimace, “A dozen underground bases, I’ll grant you that’s quite an accomplishment.”

“But what about now?”

“What do you have to resist me!”

*BOOM*

In the next moment.

Terrifying flames erupted from the underground base, instantly engulfing Qi Bai.

*Huuu, Huuuu!*

Ning Zhuo gasped for breath.

He had continuously abandoned over a dozen underground bases, constantly teleporting, retreating, and numbing Qi Bai, all for this final strike.

“Boss Sun, this location is perfect! It’s deep within Fire Persimmon Mountain, and we can utilize the surrounding arrays to construct a trap.”

When Ning Zhuo first discovered this place, he was quite excited and voiced his idea.

Sun Lingtong nodded in agreement, but her expression was a bit odd, “Little Zhuo, you seem to be obsessed with explosions lately!”

Ning Zhuo nodded, “Explosions are beautiful.”

“I love explosions!”

“No matter what is detonated, they will unleash their most brilliant and magnificent selves in a single instant!”

“And the release of that instant of terrifying power is their countless days of accumulation, the suppression in silence!”

“It may only be an instant, and after the explosion, they are disfigured, or even completely dissipated!”

“But it’s worth it for them!”

Sun Lingtong couldn’t help but grind her teeth.

In recent years, he realized that Ning Zhuo had grown up, and his thoughts had become dangerous.

Many times, he didn’t know how to advise him, and couldn’t help but feel worried.

After considering for a moment, Sun Lingtong said, “Little Zhuo, life is long, there’s no need to live it too repressed, and there’s no need to pursue a moment of brilliance.”

“We cultivators seek longevity, even eternity, don’t we?”

Ning Zhuo nodded, “Boss, I understand, a green hill will always provide firewood.”

Sun Lingtong nodded repeatedly, “Yes, yes, you’ve been smart since you were a kid, you have to be rational, calm, and make the right choices!”

“Ning Zhuo, you idiot!”

Sun Lingtong transmitted her voice to Ning Zhuo!

Ning Zhuo was overjoyed, “Boss, you’re finally awake!”

Sun Lingtong was very weak, “Get out of here, Qi Bai isn’t an ordinary Golden Core cultivator, he must have planted a mark on me, and you still came here!”

“Don’t forget, we have a promise!”

Ning Zhuo suddenly smiled, “Too late, Boss, he’s here!”

Qi Bai, his hair disheveled, reappeared.

Compared to before, he was indeed a bit disheveled and blackened.

Ning Zhuo’s heart sank, and he said in the tone of the Hanging Temple Patron, “I didn’t expect the explosions in An Yang to not injure you. Blind Judge, you are indeed a strong cultivator who has made a name for yourself.”

Qi Bai’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he let out a chuckle, “You only realize the gap between us now, you really are muddle-headed!”

“Don’t expect these flattering words to beg for mercy, die!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin spirits flew out, sweeping over the sky and covering the earth.

Ning Zhuo took a deep breath, and stomped his foot. Instantly, countless clockwork Thunderclap Birds flew out of the surrounding houses.

The thunder birds self-destructed, fiercely colliding with the Yin spirit army.

For a time, lightning flashed, Yin spirits howled, and the two sides were evenly matched.

Qi Bai sneered, standing still in the high sky.

Suddenly, a one-horned ghost general appeared behind Ning Zhuo, wielding a ghost-headed broadsword, slashing horizontally.

“When did it sneak over?”

Ning Zhuo was caught off guard and had to turn around and use his left arm to block.

The moment the broadsword slashed on his left arm, a silver light shield flashed from the clockwork left arm of Cangtie Hanjia.

End of this chapter……………