Chapter Seven: The Three-Legged Golden Crow

  The forest was scorching hot, and even the air inhaled into the body seemed to carry sparks.

  Winning back as usual, keeping cautious, led a few people including Changsheng to retreat some distance away, quietly observing the changes.

  "A thunderous roar...!" Amidst the raging inferno, a deafening bellow suddenly echoed forth, like thunder rolling in, carrying deep malevolence and fury, resounding throughout heaven and earth.

  A fierce gust of wind, at the center of the sea of flames, suddenly rose up, mixed with purple and gold flames, like a mountain range, surging towards the periphery of the law array's boundary.

  "Bang......" The seal of the Demon-Suppressing Array was cut off by the Flame Tornado, and it could no longer maintain its stability. Like a mirror, it was smashed into countless pieces.

  The remaining runes on the ground, faintly visible, like a candle in the wind, still bearing the unyielding and stubbornness, stubbornly flickering.

  Mushan's face was bloodless as he walked forward, his entire body covered in scorching wounds. His potential had been overdrawn, and at this moment, he was nothing but an empty shell, devoid of the ability to rapidly self-heal.

  "The Demon-Suppressing Grand Array is broken! Haha... This is the will of heaven, the mountains and rivers of the world are destined to belong to my Ying family...!" With a glance, Ying Fu saw that the seal of the Demon-Suppressing Grand Array had been broken, and then he looked at Mu Shan's precarious appearance. Everything was going smoothly according to his plan. He couldn't be bothered with the two hostages in his hand anymore, and casually threw them aside, speeding forward.

  Win's icy gaze was fixed on Mu Shan's back, his right wrist with the fiery red magic ring had quietly slipped into his palm, secretly accumulating momentum, waiting to deliver a fatal blow to Mu Shan!

  "Halt! The Demon-Suppressing Grand Formation must not be broken!" A gentle and elegant voice, came from the distant sky.

  He regained his composure, and from the other party's voice, he had already determined that the other party's cultivation was on par with his own. He could no longer care about Mu Shan, and with his fastest speed in his life, he flew towards the divine sword at the center of the formation.

  A white silk suddenly fell from the sky without any warning and blocked the only way for the king to return.

  On the other hand, Mushan, who had already begun to fall into a coma, was only able to move mechanically towards the location of the divine sword, relying on his faith in his heart.

  At this moment, the short distance of tens of meters in front of him, in Mu Shan's eyes, was like a road that could not be seen to the end, so far away.

  Mushan persisted, stumbling and staggering to the side of the divine sword, then weakly grasped the hilt with all his might, slowly pulling the divine sword out: "Ah..."

  The sword, entirely purple in color, has a male god statue carved on the hilt, head held high towards the sky, unyieldingly roaring. The blade is engraved with two ancient yet vigorous characters, emitting an aura of stern righteousness: Expel Evil!

  In Mu Shan's blurred vision, only the purple divine sword was attracting him. In the darkness, there seemed to be a conviction flowing into his mind through this ancient divine sword: The vast heaven and earth, all living things are precious, guard your heart and cultivate your nature, support the orthodox and eliminate evil!

  "For two hundred years, Fuluo, you have tormented the master of this cave for a full two hundred years! This blood debt, the master of this cave will slowly settle with you, Fuxi Temple!" Jiang Shiping's voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement, suddenly ringing out from beneath the ground.

  The remaining spell on the ground suddenly shook violently, as if some extraordinary demon was about to break free from its restraints and return to the world of humans!

  "Jiang Shiping, don't think you can escape!" The woman who had previously blocked Ying Fu's path now saw that the Demon-Subduing Array had lost the protection of the Evil-Expelling Sword and could no longer seal Jiang Shiping. She intended to shake off Ying Fu and head towards Mu Shan.

  "Stinky woman, what does the grudge between Qingyang Cave and Fuxi Temple have to do with you, Huaxi Stream? Why must you intervene and entangle yourself in this?" Ying Fu was well aware of the situation before him and naturally wouldn't allow a woman to interfere arbitrarily. With a flick of his left and right hands, the law rings flew out, transforming into countless law rings that completely sealed off the space around the woman.

  "Your Excellency, quickly put the Demon-Slaying Sword back!" The woman's hands danced with a white ribbon, like a hibiscus waiting to bloom, blocking the magical rings that came from all directions.

  Mu Shan held the evil-warding sword in his right hand and supported himself with his left hand on the ground, kneeling on one knee. When he heard the woman's voice, he raised his head haughtily and saw Ying Fu entwined with her in front of him. The corner of his mouth was cold, and a hint of a smile appeared: "You beast, it's time for you to receive your retribution!"

  Win heard Mu Shan's words full of murderous intent, and his heart chilled. His feet involuntarily retreated two steps back, creating a gap in the siege circle around the woman, allowing her to escape calmly.

  Mu Shan just wanted to stand up, but suddenly felt a blackness in front of his eyes, as if the sky and earth had turned upside down. He stumbled two steps forward, then fell to the ground with a thud.

  "The last strength of the strong crossbow is not enough to be worried about!" Mu Shan saw the current situation and sneered, then said in a cold voice to the woman: "The current situation doesn't need me to explain it in detail. Those who know what's good for them will leave immediately, otherwise there's only one dead end!"

  The woman glanced at the increasingly fragile seal, knowing that the situation was unfavorable to herself, but still showed no intention of retreating. Her expression was solemn as she said, "How dare you! Huaxi Jian, Ren Yue, I'll take your challenge!"

  "You're so obstinately stupid, don't blame me for not showing mercy!" Ying Fu suddenly burst forth, his momentum like a hidden dragon rising from the depths, shooting straight into the air. Then, facing Ren Yue, he flung down the magic ring in his hand: "Liang Yang's Fury!"

  A crimson ring, like blood, emerged from the wrist of Ziyue and descended towards Ranyue, enveloping her in its surroundings. The ring continued to expand until it became a giant ring about six feet long, before stopping, and then included all the space around Ranyue within its attack range.

  In the midst of the law circle, Ren Yue suddenly felt that all the air around him had ignited, and even his white clothes as clean as snow were blown by an unknown heat, making a loud noise.

  In front of him, Ren Yue could even see the inner side of the law ring. The countless characters that seemed to come from ancient times were emitting a fiery red glow, turning the space inside the law ring into a sea of fire.

  "Gagaga......" Those mysterious and obscure fonts were moving rapidly, then emitted a hoarse and cracked sound, which made people's minds feel disturbed.

  A moment later, two strange beasts slowly flew out from the runes on the law ring.

  Those were two beasts resembling ravens, their entire bodies composed of scorching hot flames, with four golden stripes on their foreheads, flowing tassels swaying in the wind, and fiery red scales embedded in their chests and abdomens. The feathers on their wings seemed like clusters of crimson crystals, while their backs and tails were formed from undulating waves of flame, exuding a majestic yet awe-inspiring aura. Three golden bird-like feet supported their bodies, signifying their supremely noble status!

  Hao Ran is the son of Emperor Jun and Xihe in mythological legend, the Golden Crow!

  Two golden crows gently flapped their wings, stirring up waves of heat that rushed towards Ren Yuefeng within the law circle.

  "Golden Crow artifact spirit!" Ren Yue's voice involuntarily trembled with a few parts, staring at the two Golden Crows in front of her in disbelief. After a moment, she came to her senses and said: "No, no, it can't be right. The spiritual intelligence has not been opened, the expression is stiff and numb, like a puppet. It's obviously not the artifact spirit of the ancient divine beast Golden Crow. However, looking at the momentum of this flame... it should be the Golden Crow's Flame!"

  Wang Fu stood high in the air, staring at Ren Yue with a fierce gaze. The magic seals in his hand changed rapidly as he commanded the two golden crows to attack Ren Yue: "Hmph, stinky old woman! Even if they're not real Golden Crows, they'll still be enough to send you to your death!"

  "Feng Luan Cang Qiong · Volume!" Ren Yue deeply knew the ferocity of Jin Wu's flames and didn't dare to confront them head-on. She dodged the two golden crows' icy sharp claws, which were as cold as knives. The white silk in her hand danced rapidly, stirring up a fierce gust of wind, like an invisible tornado, swirling and rotating majestically. In the formless wind, several pale white wind blades quickly cut through, dispersing the flames that Jin Wu had spewed at her.