Cultivation is just so scientific! Chapter 1504 - 798: Beyond the Sect_2

Only a Red Gold Phoenix boasting a bloodline of sufficient purity can wield such an inherent power.

Any water-based spell that brushes against the ’Nirvana Fire’ vanishes in an instant, utterly powerless to halt the ’Nirvana Fire,’ let alone any alternative methods.

The trio of Nascent Soul cultivators grasped far too late that even their slim chances of evasion had vanished amid the barrage of blazing feathers.

With no way left to evade the whirling fiery feathers, they pinned their hopes on their protective treasures holding firm against the onslaught until reinforcements from fellow cultivators could arrive.

Yet events unfolded far from their expectations. The very instant the ’Nirvana Fire’ coating the fiery feathers grazed a defensive artifact, the bound spirit in its recognition mark was seared by the ’Nirvana Fire,’ shattering its stability.

A sharp agony stabbed into the minds of the three Nascent Soul cultivators as they sensed their defensive artifacts severing their links.

Stripped of those defenses, the ’Nirvana Fire’ seared straight onto their flesh.

No ordinary blaze erupted as one might envision, but a far more dreadful assault unfolded—the ’Nirvana Fire’ ignited directly upon the souls of the three Nascent Soul cultivators.

The Nascent Souls nestled within those three Nascent Soul cultivators were swallowed by the ’Nirvana Fire,’ each emitting an agonized scream while trapped and unable to flee once the flames had taken hold.

Little Feng unleashed a victorious screech, proclaiming its triumph over the Illusion Spirit Dragon, since the latter had merely slain one Nascent Soul cultivator while it had felled three at once.

Right after Little Feng’s exultant call, the forms of the other three approaching Nascent Soul cultivators abruptly cleaved apart, precisely as the Illusion Spirit Dragon’s silhouette materialized once more.

Little Feng issued a frustrated chirp and soared toward the surviving Nascent Soul cultivators.

The sight greeting the remaining Nascent Soul cultivators laid bare the horrifying prowess of both Little Feng and the concealed Dragon Clan spirit beast.

Certain cultivators identified Little Feng’s true nature: a full-blooded Red Gold Phoenix, hinting that a powerhouse from Luanyang Palace had probably entered the fray.

They bolted away in haste, unwilling to linger in the vicinity any longer.

In that instant, a resonant Buddha’s incantation echoed forth, followed by a silhouette hurtling toward Little Feng, its overwhelming Great Venerable presence blanketing the whole battlefield.

Far from cowering under the Great Venerable’s intimidating aura, Little Feng bristled with defiance; its entire frame burst into flames as the ’Nirvana Fire’ and the mighty Phoenix Clan lineage pushed back against the aura’s oppressive force.

The Illusion Spirit Dragon had vanished from sight and chose not to emerge.

Though Li Shiming witnessed the Great Venerable’s arrival, he felt no urge to intervene, having poured vast resources into nurturing both Little Feng and the Illusion Spirit Dragon.

This Great Venerable hailed from Lianhua Temple and ranked as merely average among the elite forces of major powers, naturally.

He held no doubts that Little Feng and the Illusion Spirit Dragon combined could hold their own against this Great Venerable; in fact, it presented an ideal chance for them to sharpen their combat skills.

With the Great Venerable’s emergence, the Nascent Soul cultivators on the verge of escape froze in place. They placed unwavering faith in the Great Venerable; regardless of a Red Gold Phoenix’s might, it stood no chance against a true Great Venerable.

Gazing upon Little Feng, the Great Venerable was taken aback that it could defy his aura’s dominance, prompting him to approach the encounter with full vigilance and no complacency.

He conjured a Golden Bell, then flicked his wrist to send it enveloping Little Feng.

As the Golden Bell advanced on Little Feng, he triggered a series of spell patterns without pause.

Right when the Golden Bell neared closing around Little Feng, it tolled sharply, unleashing a sonic blast from its core that rippled outward in all directions.

Little Feng, hampered by its scant fighting wisdom, froze briefly under the sonic assault.

This split-second delay sealed its fate, landing it captive within the Golden Bell.

Observing his trap succeed, the Great Venerable permitted a grin to form. He unleashed a barrage of spell patterns, making the Golden Bell chime incessantly, while the Buddha light within tightened, aiming to crush Little Feng’s resistance.

Enraged, Little Feng unleashed a barrage of phoenix shrieks, its ’Nirvana Fire’ surging to several folds its prior intensity, lashing out at the bell’s barriers.

The Great Venerable’s smirk faded in a flash, and he rushed to pour more spiritual power into the Golden Bell, desperate to prevent the ’Nirvana Fire’ from ravaging the recognition imprint embedded inside.

Thankfully, given the ’Nirvana Fire’ of a fourth-grade mid-stage Red Gold Phoenix and his early edge in pinning Little Feng down, he managed to keep fueling the Golden Bell’s restraining might to thoroughly conquer this Red Gold Phoenix.

Just as he channeled every ounce of his inner spiritual power, a jolt hit him—the Buddha light barrier was coming under assault—shocking him into manifesting a golden shield relic that layered a backup defense inside the Buddha light shield.

This marked the Illusion Spirit Dragon’s strike, exploiting the Great Venerable’s focus on Little Feng for a sudden up-close assault.

After delivering the blow, the Illusion Spirit Dragon wasted no time sticking around, drawing on its untainted Dragon Clan bloodline to defy the Great Venerable’s aura and swiftly withdrawing.

Once it pulled back far enough from the Great Venerable, its form dissolved into invisibility yet again.

The Great Venerable lacked the moment to pursue the Illusion Spirit Dragon, even halting the flow of spiritual power to the Golden Bell.

Trouble loomed large for him, as clashing with the Illusion Spirit Dragon proved worlds apart from striking down Nascent Soul Middle Stage foes.

The Illusion Spirit Dragon had chomped into the Great Venerable’s barriers, injecting venom in its wake.

This venom stemmed from the Illusion Spirit Dragon’s birthright talent, honed through repeated advancements and infused with the pristine Dragon Clan bloodline, escalating to a nightmarishly lethal strength.

In mere moments, the venom etched into the defenses ate away at the Buddha light shield, and while the golden shield relic halted its advance, corrosion began gnawing at it too.

As a fourth-grade upper stage magical treasure, the golden shield relic buckled under the Illusion Spirit Dragon’s venom, forced to draw extra spiritual power from the Great Venerable just to hold the line.

The Great Venerable had rushed in without spotting the Illusion Spirit Dragon; his eyes had fixed solely on Little Feng, the Red Gold Phoenix.

Encountering even one pure-blooded Red Gold Phoenix was shock enough, but the added presence of another full-blooded Dragon Clan spirit beast amplified the surprise.

The Great Venerable unleashed his Divine Sense to its limits, sweeping over every corner of the surrounding space to thwart any further ambushes from the Illusion Spirit Dragon.

He hurled additional spell patterns at the golden shield, at last purging the venom, though the damage left the shield in ruins, demanding extended recovery before it could serve again.

Seizing the Great Venerable’s divided attention, Little Feng kept the ’Nirvana Fire’ raging against the Golden Bell, eroding the inner recognition imprint.

The Golden Bell emitted a sorrowful keen, retreated to the Great Venerable’s side, and dissolved into energy that flowed back into his form.

The Great Venerable shuddered, undoubtedly from the backlash of the Golden Bell Treasure’s wounds rebounding onto him.

Li Shiming couldn’t suppress a smile then, suspecting the Golden Bell Treasure served as the Great Venerable’s core bound artifact.

Simultaneously, he observed how sorely deficient the Great Venerable from Dongqi Continent was in actual combat savvy.

Upon the Dongqi Continent, a Great Venerable embodies the ultimate peak of power. Sect disputes rarely demand a Great Venerable’s direct involvement; they mostly act as a looming threat.

The Great Venerable produced a strand of Buddha Beads and tugged, propelling one hundred and eight beads outward to weave a formation at his flank.

He positioned himself at the formation’s heart, linking his body’s Buddha light to its structure.

Little Feng transformed its feathers into phantom fire plumes, hurling them at the Great Venerable, only for the one hundred and eight Buddha Beads’ formation to repel them.

From the formation’s core, the Great Venerable unleashed a spell strike aimed at Little Feng.

Little Feng nimbly evaded the spell, shifting spots to fire off more fire feather barrages, yet no matter its angle, the formation stood unyielding.

A Great Venerable’s mastery of the formation, fused with his personal Buddha light, formed an impenetrable shell that Little Feng, merely at fourth-grade mid-stage, struggled to pierce.

The Illusion Spirit Dragon prowled endlessly for openings to strike, but like Little Feng, it uncovered none.

The Great Venerable’s tactics bordered on overkill, adopting such a fortified posture against a fourth-grade mid-stage spirit beast—a measure usually saved for foes surpassing one’s own might.