Chapter 88: Prairie Fire

  As soon as she heard this, Mu Xuan's expression changed slightly, and the blue light on her hand flickered, the handcuff on Zhang Heng's neck suddenly tightened.

  Zhang Heng suddenly felt a pressure on his neck, and his eyes flashed with a divine light. His body instantly emitted a surging aura, and his bones made a series of "cracking" sounds. His muscles became as hard as dark iron, yet still retained their flexibility.

  The handcuff stuck between Zhang Heng's neck and shoulder could no longer be shrunk by a single millimeter.

  "Heh heh, Tang Certain just stands here without fighting back. Let's see what you can do to me?" Zhang Heng gazed at Mu Xuan with a hint of a smile.

  After refining the heaven and earth to the later stage, it is possible to achieve an indestructible and eternal body. Even if the current level is relatively low, the defensive power is not covered.

  Mu Xuan's hands moved swiftly, unleashing a flurry of strikes that shot towards the cuff, each one bursting into dazzling radiance as they hit the exquisite spirit artifact.

  The handcuffs were also slowly tightening, and Zhang Heng's face began to turn red.

  "As long as I don't mind paying the price, I can completely wipe you out with this spirit artifact." Mu Xuan's jade face was covered in a layer of frost, her eyes icy cold, as if she really wanted to put Zhang Heng to death.

  Zhang Heng felt the collar on his neck slowly tightening, but there was no panic on his face. He said calmly: "If you really want to do this, then Tang will have to leave this collar behind."

  At this point, Zhang Heng's palms slightly opened.

  Mu Xuan suddenly had a bad premonition, and in her mind's eye, she even saw the bracelet dissolving bit by bit before her eyes.

  With a "whoosh" sound, a cluster of silver flames appeared in Zhang Heng's palm.

  "In that case, I might as well refine this top-grade spiritual artifact right here and now." A fierce glint flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes.

  For ordinary spiritual artifacts, Zhang Heng's silver flames could refine them in a short period of time. To make this top-grade spiritual artifact disappear before his eyes would take no more than ten breaths.

  Just as Zhang Heng was about to use the Silver Flame to refine this top-grade spiritual instrument, Mu Xuan's hand seal suddenly changed, and the jade hoop that had been stuck around Zhang Heng's neck "whooshed" back into her hand.

  Her innate spiritual root allowed her to narrowly escape once again.

  Zhang Heng hummed softly and drew the Silver Flame into his body. The Void Flame in his mind emitted a wave of unwilling spiritual fluctuations.

  This girl indeed had some kind of ability that seemed to be able to predict danger, and Zhang Heng was secretly amazed by this girl's divine power.

  If you really want to kill this woman, I'm afraid it will take some more trouble.

  "Daoist Shentong is indeed formidable, I, Muxuan, concede defeat." Muxuan slightly bowed to Zhang Heng, as if expressing respect for the stronger opponent.

  Zhang Heng remained unmoved and said: "Mu Dao, you're using a control-type extreme-grade spiritual artifact this time. If you were to go all out, Tang might not be your opponent."

  Zhang Heng's implication was that the other party probably still had an attacking extreme-grade spiritual artifact in their hands.

  "You and I will stop here." Mu Xuan's expression remained unchanged, not revealing a hint of his intentions, as he stopped Yu Meng and others who were fighting with Zhao Rui.

  Yu Meng and Zhao Rui suddenly separated in the midst of battle.

  "Big brother, are you alright?" Zhao Rui came running over with a joyful face. He had just exchanged blows with a fellow elite of the same rank who was at the Great Circle of Refining Qi, and he hadn't been at a disadvantage in the slightest.

  Zhang Heng smiled and said: "The fight between Mu Dao and I is just a friendly spar, no one will get hurt."

  "So that's how it is, you scared me half to death." Zhao Rui said with a lingering fear.

  "These two demonic beasts are handed over to you, we will meet again in half a month." Mu Xuan nodded slightly towards Zhang Heng, and with a flash of her figure, she appeared before Yu Meng in just a few steps.

  "We're leaving." Mu Xuan indifferently threw out a sentence and took the lead in quickly moving away into the distance.

  "Eldest disciple sister, what's going on?" Yu Meng couldn't help but ask.

  Muxuan is a disciple of the Yuan infant period, and should be higher than Meng's generation, but the cultivation world ranks by strength, and Yu Meng only calls her "sister".

  "That person just now is probably a powerful enemy of Nanming, after entering the cave mansion, we must be more careful." Mu Xuan rarely explained a sentence, and then closed her eyes, not saying another word.

  Nan Ming's arch-nemesis? How is that possible? Yu Meng couldn't help but feel a little incredulous, as Nan Ming's fearsome reputation was well-known among all the disciples of Bi Xue Xiang Yun Sect.

  Watching Mu Yu and the other person leave, Zhang Heng was silent. This time, the girl with the surname Mu came to him for a spar, possibly to test his strength.

  "Not until the last moment will anyone see their true strength!" Zhang Heng sneered in his heart.

  Who laughs last is the real winner!

  A truly clever monk would never reveal all his cards before entering the temple.

  "Big brother, both of these two have reached the stage of refining Qi to the Great Perfection, they are stronger than us, why did they leave suddenly?" Zhao Rui asked in puzzlement.

  Zhang Heng said disdainfully: "What's the use of having a perfect Qi refining circle? Our true opponents are the foundation-building cultivators."

  "Foundation period?" Zhao Rui asked with a surprised expression.

  Zhang Heng didn't make any further explanations and first gave Zhao Rui a preventive injection.

  "Those two demon beasts haven't left yet, let's take care of them." Zhang Heng's gaze fell on the two demon beasts that hadn't run too far away.

  "Alright!" Zhao Rui controlled the rod-shaped spiritual instrument in his hand, swinging a wave of fiery red light towards one of the demonic beasts.

  "Bang!" The demon beast was hit by the spiritual artifact, its body paused for a moment, seemingly without suffering much damage, with a fierce glow in its eyes, it quickly pounced towards Zhang Rui.

  Another monster was also startled and rushed over here.

  "Haha, your opponent is me." Zhang Heng's figure flashed, and he blocked the demon beast.

  The beast's intelligence was not high, seeing Zhang Heng block its way, the tiger-like body leaped into the air, and sharp claws reached out to grab Zhang Heng.

  Zhang Heng flipped his hand and grabbed the demon beast's forelimb, exerting a fierce force, and a clear sound of bone fracture came.

  Roar! One of the demon beast's forelimbs was broken off by Zhang Heng, and the ferocious glow in its eyes grew even stronger. A grayish-brown light shot out from its mouth.

  Zhang Heng felt that this thing seemed a bit dangerous and hastily dodged it.

  A faint gray light fell on the lawn.

  In an instant, what was originally a green grassland solidified into a ground as hard as stone.

  It was actually petrification magic! Zhang Heng couldn't help but jump in fright.

  Petrification and Immobilization are both high-level spells.

  The petrification technique used by this demon beast is not yet mature, otherwise the grassland within a few miles would have turned into hard-as-stone land, and people standing on the ground would also be unable to escape this disaster.

  Better settle this demon beast quickly. Zhang Heng's fingers lightly plucked, and several silver awns instantly pierced the demon beast's body.

  The monster's body was instantly penetrated with several holes, and in a moment, it spouted out black blood and disappeared from the world.

  After beheading the monster, a surge of blood light immediately burst forth from Zhang Heng's head, forming a ring-shaped substance that stuck to his head.

  Zhang Heng obtained his second Blood Kill Mark!

  Cast his gaze towards Zhao Rui, who was not far away, and saw a huge flame net wrapping around another demon beast.

  The monster's body immediately began to burn, and in no time the flames spread throughout its entire body.

  In the sea of flames, the beast's body began to burn quietly for a moment, and it was estimated that it would not take long before it turned into dust.

  A surge of blood light burst out from Zhao Rui's head, forming a Blood Kill Mark.

  "This thing is so strange." Zhao Rui raised his head and looked at the bloodstain on the top of his head.

  At this moment, the flames left by Zhao Rui's magic began to spread wildly and quickly rushed forward under the influence of the wind.

  The grassland is on fire? Seeing this scene, Zhang Heng was stunned.

  Before long, the flames spread unchecked, covering an increasingly large area. From over a dozen miles away, you could see a raging sea of fire.

  "Second brother, this is where you are wrong, how could you set fire on the prairie?"

  Zhang Heng smiled and said.

  "This... it's burning on its own." Zhao Rui said with great frustration.

  It's impossible to put out these flames at this moment.

  Suddenly, Zhang Heng's eyes flashed with a hint of inspiration, and an idea was born in his mind.

  Will the Blood God Emperor allow cultivators to "set fires and commit murder" on the grasslands?

  There are so many demonic beasts on the grassland, if a fire is set, it's unknown what kind of effect it will produce...

  Zhang Heng had his arms around him, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, waiting for things to develop further.