Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 1023 The Battle of the Loose Immortals

Faced with this raging, sea-boiling flame, he pushed his hands forward with all his might!

slam-la-

A deep, icy black tide, seemingly from the depths of the underworld, surged from his palm, meeting the crimson sea of ​​fire.

A clash of ice and fire!

The red tide and the cold tide collided violently in the sky above the square.

Vast swaths of white steam instantly formed and spread out, but this steam also contained extremely terrifying high and low temperatures. Many cultivators who were caught in it were torn apart and annihilated by this contradictory force in an instant.

At first, the black cold wave barely managed to resist the advance of the raging flames, and even showed a faint tendency to counterattack, forcing the flames back several feet.

The woman in red robes merely let out a soft "hmm," a glint of light flashing in her crimson eyes: "Interesting, Nine Netherworld Cold Qi? It's a pity, I only have the surface."

She didn't even make any extra movements, only a slight thought.

The seemingly contained crimson sea of ​​fire suddenly changed its nature.

The flames were no longer simply intense heat and burning; instead, they became extremely condensed and contracted inward, their color changing from crimson to dark gold, and then to a pure white that was almost nothingness!

The flames also transformed from waves into countless fine, needle-like, endlessly rotating white threads.

These white flames, though seemingly faint, carry a terrifying aura of "burning away all laws."

As if they possessed a life of their own, they no longer confronted the black cold wave head-on, but instead deftly penetrated and burrowed into it.

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More frequent sounds of melting followed.

The chilling aura of the Nine Netherworlds, powerful enough to freeze souls and solidify bodies, was quickly ignited and evaporated upon encountering these white flames, as if it had met its nemesis.

Where the white flames passed, the black cold wave thinned at a visible speed.

"what?!"

The black-robed immortal frowned. He could clearly feel that the cold energy he had cultivated for many years was being rapidly disintegrated and devoured by a higher-level and more domineering fire law.

"This person's fire magic is fierce, how can we break this deadlock?" The black-robed immortal seemed to be talking to himself, but Jing Yu noticed that the old woman sitting in the prison cart was moving her lips, as if responding to the black-robed immortal.

"It's said that mind readers' consciousnesses are connected, could this black-robed immortal be asking other mind readers for help?" Jing Yu couldn't help but wonder.

At the same time, the black-robed immortal retreated rapidly, his hands quickly forming hand seals, trying to find a weak point in the immortal city's grand formation and a crack to escape from the void.

However, this was destined to be in vain.

The woman in red robes unleashed several incredibly powerful fire-based magical abilities in succession, leaving the black-robed immortal unable to focus on anything else and forcing him to defend passively.

He discovered that no matter how much he struggled, he could not escape the cage of flames... The opponent's flames seemed endless, completely overwhelming him in terms of both supernatural power and understanding of the laws.

He, a dignified first-stage immortal, was now like a moth drawn to a furnace, all his struggles only hastening his demise.

He could clearly feel that the pure essence he had cultivated for many years was being ignited and eroded bit by bit by the all-pervasive white flame.

With each drop of his true essence consumed, his aura weakened further.

In the extreme agony of having his true essence burned away, his inner world refined, and his soul annihilated bit by bit, he slowly and clearly... awaited death.

At this moment, a hint of pleasure seemed to flash across the red-robed woman's face. She seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the feeling of tormenting the mind reader in front of her to death.

Seeing that there was no hope left today, the last glimmer of hope in the black-robed immortal's eyes vanished.

"Since we're going to die anyway..."

His bloodshot eyes swept across the ravaged plaza below, over the cultivators struggling to escape the terrifying pressure and the aftershocks of energy, yet trapped by the great formation with nowhere to run...

"You will all be buried with us!"

He no longer focused on defending against the white fire threads that clung to his bones, but instead completely abandoned some of his protective spiritual light. At the same time, spiritual light flashed in his hands, and a divine power seal was formed, as if a large-scale divine power was rapidly brewing.

Indiscriminate attack!

Black rain suddenly began to fall from the sky, splashing onto every corner of the plaza. Whether it was the cultivators hiding behind the ruins, the small groups struggling to maintain their defensive formations, or the escape lights trying to fly into the sky, they were all enveloped in it!

"No!"

"Senior, spare your life!"

"Stop it quickly..."

Screams, pleas, and cries of alarm instantly filled the air.

The black rain fell on the cultivators, shattering their protective spiritual light like paper. Their physical bodies and nascent souls were pierced and corroded, making them almost instantly dead upon contact!

The woman in red robes stood in mid-air, her crimson eyes sweeping indifferently over the hellish scene below, but she made no attempt to stop them.

She simply poured more of her true energy into the attack, amplifying the power of her divine abilities, in an attempt to kill the black-robed immortal as quickly as possible.

It was as if the life and death of the cultivators beneath her feet were none of the woman's concern.

When gods fight, mortals suffer!

Jing Yu cursed under his breath. The place where he and Guo Tingshu were was naturally within the range of the [Black Rain], but perhaps due to the effect of [avoiding misfortune and seeking good fortune], he was able to dodge the attack of the Black Rain at the last minute and move through the gaps.

This was certainly due to Jing Yu's extraordinary luck, but more so because the black-robed immortal was distracted by the red-robed woman, and could not personally control this large-scale divine power. He could only activate it on his own, so the hit rate could not be guaranteed.

Otherwise, given the vast difference in cultivation levels between Loose Immortals and cultivators below the Mahayana level, none of the cultivators in the plaza would have survived!

Just as Jing Yu was concentrating on dodging the black rain, Guo Tingshu, who was beside him, suddenly let out a low roar.

"I'm going to save people!"

Before he finished speaking, two completely different thunderous auras suddenly erupted from Guo Tingshu's body!

The left half of his body emanated the intense and powerful Yang lightning light; the right half, however, emitted the gentle and powerful Yin lightning light.

The black and white lightning were not clearly distinct, but intertwined and entangled in an instant, forming a strange black and white lightning beam that enveloped his entire body!

"Big silly tree! What are you doing!" Jing Yu exclaimed in shock, reaching out to grab it, but grasping only air.

The black and white lightning bolts were incredibly fast, and Guo Tingshu's figure had already transformed into a blurry streak of lightning and shot out!

The black and white lightning that Guo Tingshu had transformed into was seen shuttling back and forth at an almost ghostly and illogical speed amidst the black rain.

He didn't go straight ahead, but constantly changed his position, appearing precisely in front of a certain cultivator with each flash.

With a speed far exceeding that of ordinary cultivators in the grotto-heaven realm, Guo Tingshu pulled many cultivators who were certain to die back from the brink of death.

The woman in the red robe seemed to be momentarily drawn to this unexpected turn of events.

She tilted her head slightly, her crimson eyes glancing at the intermittent black and white lightning. A faint, almost playful surprise flickered in her eyes, but she quickly regained her indifference, as if she had only seen a rather special ant.

But soon, she discovered the peculiarity of this "ant".

Guo Tingshu appears to be selectively saving people.