Just as Hu Yan Daoist and Lu Yue were locked in an intense battle, Yun Ni's situation was not going so well.

The Snow Lotus Flower Shadow surrounding her was now mostly withered, its petals largely fallen, making it appear somewhat tattered.

In her hand, a slender, tender-green willow branch had appeared at some point. Each time she waved it, hundreds upon thousands of willow-leaf-shaped light blades would fly out, weaving together in mid-air into a dense net of blades, preventing the palace-dressed female Golden Immortal from getting close for the time being.

But just then, above her head, a cyan light suddenly appeared, transforming into a massive sword blade that stabbed downwards at the top of her head with extreme treachery.

Yun Ni's expression changed drastically, and several flower petals surrounding her immediately closed, protecting her from below.

A loud "bang" was heard.

The several Snow Lotus petals shattered into fragments, and amidst the resulting shockwave, a figure was sent flying back, landing in the void a hundred zhang away from Yun Ni, standing suspended while holding a sword.

"Heh heh, Daoist Yun, do you still remember Gu?" the man said, looking at Yun Ni with a sneer.

Yun Ni groaned softly, forcibly suppressing the shock from the previous blow, and looked towards him with a pale face.

The man was dressed in ancient cyan armor with golden patterns embroidered on it. It was none other than Gu Jie.

It seemed that this man had been waiting to avenge his past grudge, and had not appeared until this moment, when he suddenly appeared and launched a sneak attack on Yun Ni.

Hu Yan Daoist noticed the change below, and his hand gestures shifted incessantly, causing the sea of fire beneath him to surge into giant waves that crashed towards Lu Yue. He then descended, landing back beside Yun Ni.

"Are you alright!" he asked with a frown.

Yun Ni gently shook her head, took out a pill, and swallowed it without saying a word.

Hu Yan Daoist's expression turned as cold as ice. He turned to look at Gu Jie, his eyes filled with a palpable killing intent.

Seeing this, the latter felt a slight chill in his heart, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"You're seeking death."

Hu Yan Daoist said, one word at a time. He raised his hand and smeared it across the sword's blade, immediately breaking open a cut in his palm, allowing drops of blood to seep into the Scarlet Phoenix Sword.

The scarlet light on the sword shone brightly, and some previously faint runes on the sword body also lit up.

With a wave of his hand, the scarlet sword flew out. With a flash of red light, it disappeared.

Gu Jie's heart skipped a beat. The protective light around his body lit up, and he hurriedly flashed away, fleeing into the distance.

However, after flying only a few hundred zhang, a red light suddenly appeared behind him, piercing through his protective light without the slightest hesitation, piercing through his cyan ancient armor, and directly entering his body.

Accompanied by a clear and loud phoenix cry!

The tip of the scarlet sword pierced into Gu Jie from behind, while protruding from his chest was a fire phoenix burning with raging flames.

At the moment it pierced through him, Gu Jie's chest, where he was pierced, spurted out several streams of blood. His entire body began to burn fiercely, and a scream escaped his mouth.

The fire phoenix, transformed from the scarlet sword, left Gu Jie's chest and didn't let him off. It turned sharply in mid-air and dove down again, piercing through Gu Jie's chest once more.

Enveloped in flames, Gu Jie suddenly brought his hands together in front of him and roared.

The cyan armor on his body immediately lit up with a dark green light, flowing out like water, enveloping the scarlet flames along with it.

The Scarlet Phoenix, returning to strike, slammed into the ghostly light outside Gu Jie's body, but sank into it as if striking cotton, and then quickly bounced up, falling to one side.

Hu Yan Daoist waved his hand, and the Scarlet Phoenix transformed back into a long sword, flying back into his hand.

Immediately afterwards, a series of "puff puff" sounds rang out continuously.

A stream of white smoke rose from Gu Jie's body, and the rolling red flames quickly extinguished.

But at this moment, he had been burned beyond recognition. Not only was his skin charred black, but there were also terrifying scars all over his body. They looked like the cracked patterns on a drought-stricken riverbed, with a reddish glow inside.

This scene startled the Immortal Palace people who were fighting the bean soldiers, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes when they looked at Hu Yan Daoist.

However, Gu Jie grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and let out a strange laugh.

A strange scene appeared!

The layer of ghostly green light surrounding his body slowly contracted, tightly wrapping around him like a piece of close-fitting clothing. Then, with a flash of light, it merged into his body.

As he continuously absorbed the green light, all the charred marks and cracks on his body quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he actually healed himself little by little.

Seeing this, Hu Yan Daoist just snorted coldly and didn't seem surprised.

Having cultivated to their level of Golden Immortal, neither their soul nor their body could be destroyed so easily.

"Daoist Ouyang, end this as soon as possible, so that your Candle Dragon Path can suffer less involvement." Lu Yue retracted his gaze, turned to look in the direction of Ouyang Kuishan, and said coldly.

Hearing this, Ouyang Kuishan pondered for a moment. Then, a flash of spiritual light appeared beneath his feet, and he transformed into a silver rainbow and soared into the air. After a few flashes, he appeared on the square.

With his addition, the bean soldiers, who had already been killed by more than half, were rapidly decreasing again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Four Immortal Palace Golden Immortal cultivators freed up their hands and jointly set up a Thunder Summoning Formation outside the sea of fire. From the formation, dozens of cyan-purple lightning bolts, as thick as water tanks, were summoned. Wherever the lightning struck, large swaths of bean soldiers were blasted to pieces.

As the bean soldiers rapidly decreased, Hu Yan Daoist's situation became increasingly dangerous.

Seeing this scene, many Candle Dragon Path cultivators who had not gone far, like Han Li, couldn't help but show complex expressions on their faces, including some Golden Immortal Dao Lords and Deputy Dao Lords.

In their opinion, although First Dao Lord Bai Li Yan didn't appear often, his eight lectures had invisibly benefited a large number of cultivators. And it was because of his existence that the Candle Dragon Path had been able to stand tall in the Northern Cold Immortal Region, becoming a force comparable to the Azure Flow Palace.

Now, in the name of the Heavenly Court, the Northern Cold Immortal Palace, taking advantage of this First Dao Lord's lecture, suddenly launched an attack from within and without, which was extremely malicious. There were so many cultivators present, and Bai Li Yan was obviously apprehensive at first, but the Immortal Palace people didn't care about the lives of the low-level disciples of the Candle Dragon Path at all.

Sadly, among the other twelve Golden Immortals, only Hu Yan Daoist and Yun Ni dared to stand up and fight against the Northern Cold Immortal Palace, but the situation was already precarious.

Once they were defeated here, Bai Li Yan would be isolated and helpless and would definitely not be a match for the Immortal Palace.

Seeing this, Han Li couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The strength shown by Hu Yan Daoist today was truly shocking to him. Although he had long felt that this old man was not simple, he didn't expect that he could single-handedly hold back almost ten Golden Immortals from the Northern Cold Immortal Palace.

It was a pity that there was a rift within the Candle Dragon Path. If all the Golden Immortal Dao Lords could be of one mind with Bai Li Yan, the Immortal Palace, no matter how strong, might not be able to cause any trouble.

The reason why the Azure Flow Palace Lord didn't take action was probably because he saw this point. Otherwise, with the Candle Dragon Path and the Azure Flow Palace joining forces, Xiao Jinhan would have to turn around and leave immediately.

Just then, his eyes suddenly flashed. He discovered that among the Immortal Palace cultivators surrounding Hu Yan Daoist and Yun Ni, the young man in luxurious clothes was nowhere to be seen.

He quickly swept his gaze around and also searched among the bean soldiers on the square, who had already suffered heavy losses, but he still couldn't find any trace of him.

Seeing this situation, a trace of unease flashed in Han Li's heart.

…

Deep in the firmament, Bai Li Yan was surrounded by scarlet flames, and his entire body had completely transformed into a body of fire.

Outside the scarlet flames, there was also a circle of seven-colored light arcs, from which an astonishingly intense high temperature was emitted, scorching the surrounding void and distorting it.

Facing him from afar, Xiao Jinhan held a long sword covered with ice thorns in one hand, and a crystal ice wheel, several zhang in size, hovered behind him, emitting a chilling aura.

In addition, there were more than a dozen Immortal Palace cultivators, including Xue Ying, scattered around him, all keeping a certain distance from him, as if they couldn't withstand the chilling aura from the ice wheel.

"Bai Li Yan, things have come to this, do you still want to resist stubbornly? Why not just surrender, and perhaps the Heavenly Court can give you a chance to submit and show loyalty, and atone for your sins." Xiao Jinhan said indifferently.

"Surrender… What a joke! When has the Heavenly Court ever allowed the people of the Samsara Palace to surrender? Not extracting and refining their souls would already be considered a privilege. Enough nonsense, let's fight!" Bai Li Yan laughed loudly.

With that, he waved the flame sword in his hand, and a sea of fire rolled towards Xiao Jinhan. At the same time, the red light in his eyes shone brightly, and he softly chanted some obscure incantations.

"Dong"

A deafening sound came from under the entire Bell Sound Mountain Range.

Immediately afterwards, the mountains and land within tens of thousands of miles of White Jade Peak trembled violently at the same time. Countless wild animals in the mountains roared, and flocks of birds flew out of the forests.

"Dong"

Another strange sound came, louder than the last, shaking the entire void.

Seeing this situation, the Candle Dragon Path cultivators scattered everywhere were shocked, but they didn't know what had happened.

Just then, the ground below suddenly arched upwards, the surface of the earth cracked, the rivers were cut off, and countless trees fell and broke.

Dozens of mountain peaks in the far distance rose at the same time at a speed visible to the naked eye, rising nearly a hundred zhang in just a few breaths. The mountains on top of them continued to collapse, and countless boulders rolled down, stirring up countless smoke and dust.

On the square, Lu Yue and the others turned their gazes to Ouyang Kuishan.

"Dao Lord Ouyang, what's going on?" Lu Yue asked in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Ouyang Kuishan shook his head without saying a word, obviously not knowing either.

However, Hu Yan Daoist, who was surrounded by them, slightly curved his mouth, and a smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.