The chill not only instantly froze the surrounding air into frost, forming a layer of crystalline ice, but also served as an indestructible shield, blocking any possible toxins in the swamp gas from invading Shi Feiyang's body.
With an unwavering montum, he fiercely grabbed at the eye of the fla vortex, his powerful claw force wrapped in a howling wind, forcibly tearing open a gap in the eye of the fla vortex.
"The Grand Squad Leader is incredible! This is a life-and-death mont, yet he remains so calm!" Xie Wen exclaid, his voice trembling with excitent and tension. Despite his lingering fear, Shi Feiyang's heroic display kept him forcefully steady.
Shi Xiong followed closely behind Xie Wen, his eyes wide open, shouting, "Yes, with the Grand Squad Leader here, we're sure to overco this! But the fire is too fierce, it's truly terrifying!"
Next, Shi Feiyang gathered all his Inner Strength and unleashed a move from the Tathagata Divine Palm called "Buddha Moves Mountains and Rivers."
He slowly pushed out his palms, emanating a soft yet imnsely powerful glow, carrying the compassion of universal salvation but also bearing the authority to destroy the world.
A boundless force surged from his palms, like a tidal wave, with the power to destroy the heavens and earth.
Under the impact of this force, the fire cloud in the sky was instantly dispersed, turning into countless sparks scattered through the air, like a splendid yet deadly fireworks display.
As the flas subsided, the Indian Sanskrit Sealing Array appeared clearly on the scorched ground.
The mysterious patterns emitted a strange glow on the charred earth, hiding countless unknown secrets within the flickering light, quietly waiting for Shi Feiyang to uncover them.
Shi Feiyang stared at the mysterious sealing array, his brows tightly furrowed, contemplating in his heart: What earth-shattering conspiracy is hidden behind this? Can we find the key to unlocking the enigma amidst these intense crises? These clues are like a tangled ss, and this sealing array may be the critical thread to untangle it. I must rely on my wisdom and martial arts to unveil the truth behind this and never let the enemy's plot succeed.
With hearts full of doubt and heightened vigilance, Shi Feiyang and the others slowly and heavily left Hanshan Temple.
The eerie bells of Hanshan Temple, seemingly cursed, still echoed in their ears, intertwining with their nerves and inexplicably adding a sense of unease to their journey.
They dared not pause for a mont, hastily heading toward Huqiu Sword Tomb, each step feeling like walking into an unknown fog, the path ahead shrouded in dense mist, filled with uncertainty and danger.
The mont they stepped into Huqiu Sword Tomb, an overwhelming and suffocating eerie aura surged toward them, making them feel as if they had stepped into a sinister ghost realm.
The air here seed solidified by an invisible force, filled with a nauseating blend of decay and blood, a sll seeming to emanate from countless rotting corpses, yet also transford from grievances sealed by ti.
In a daze, countless vengeful spirits seed to be weeping and whispering mournfully in the dark corners, speaking of endless grievances and reluctance.
In the dim light, the Jinyi Guards' flying fish robes shimred with an eerie sheen.
The Brocade Spring Saber at their waists had hilts adorned with gemstones emitting a cold light.
The Jinyi Guards' faces were stern, like emotionless stone statues, systematically conducting a blood sacrifice ritual.
The blades in their hands glinted coldly as if capable of piercing the heart.
The blades gently cut the wrists, and crimson blood dripped onto the ancient and mottled ground like threads. As the blood flowed, bizarre occurrences followed—three thousand ancient swords, once silently asleep in their scabbards, seed awakened by an evil and powerful force summoning their ferocious spirits.
Those ancient swords trembled violently, emitting a sinister sword hum, sharp and piercing like daggers stabbing directly into the eardrums of all present, making their hair stand on end involuntarily.
Next, the ancient swords seed like phantoms controlled by an invisible dark force, breaking free from their scabbards, rushing towards Shi Feiyang and the others with fierce Sword Qi. The flashing sword shadows, like deadly bolts of lightning, carried a lethal threat as if intending to cut everyone down.
"Grand Squad Leader, this... this is too frightening. How co these swords seem alive!" Shi Xiong's voice trembled, face full of fear as he instinctively hid behind Shi Feiyang.
Xie Wen's brows furrowed, his eyes filled with confusion and tension as he said, "Grand Squad Leader, what kind of occultism is behind this blood sacrifice ritual that has led to such events?" Shi Feiyang's expression was grave, but his gaze was as firm as a rock, fearless in the face of danger.
He knew the situation was urgent and a swift response was crucial.
Without hesitation, he plunged his Celestial Frost Blade into the Gan Jiang and Mo Ye Sword Sacrifice Furnace.
In an instant, a deep and resonant rumble erged from the depths of the earth below.
Imdiately, ground fire erupted like a fiery dragon with claws and fangs, filled with boundless fury and a force that could destroy everything.
Wherever the ground fire reached, the air was instantly ignited, emitting sizzling sounds, and the world burned in that intense heat.
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