Chapter 2393 - 2394: Calamity Comes from the Mouth

The old man turned his head, glanced at Red Cloud Taoist, and said indifferently.

"I know exactly who I'm talking about, but how can your Essence of Departing Fire compare to my Nether Fierce Fire?"

Red Cloud Taoist, used to being arrogant, had never faced such a retort before, and in an instant, his pupils flickered with fierce fire, clearly infuriated to the extreme.

"Fine, I'll let you taste the might of my Solar True Fire."

As he spoke, countless Fire Crows flew out with a rustle from his body.

After circling once, the Fire Crows transformed into numerous shadows and suddenly pounced toward the old man and the little girl.

The old man shook his head, showing disdain on his face.

With a casual stroke, he painted a dark green Phosphorus Fire Circle in the air, enclosing the old man and the little girl.

Within the dark green phosphorus flames, countless ghostly images darted around wildly.

As the Fire Crows approached, countless ghostly images emerged from the Phosphorus Fire Circle, carrying clusters of flames with them, attacking the Fire Crows.

One by one, the Fire Crows were ignited by the phosphorus fire, their bodies rapidly turning a ghostly green, then enveloped by the phosphorus fire and quickly vanishing.

Red Cloud Taoist's eyes nearly popped out in shock.

He had refined the Solar True Fire, a Pure Yang Fire, which naturally restrained ghosts.

But he hadn't expected the old man's Nether Fierce Fire to be this formidable.

The might of the Solar True Fire was polluted by the Netherworld Fire, instead becoming nourishment for the Nether Fierce Fire.

Yang Fei, in the Quiet Room, closed his eyes slightly, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Interesting, this Yin Fire actually surpasses the Solar True Fire, indeed not to be underestimated."

The little girl within the Phosphorus Fire Circle suddenly opened her mouth and inhaled.

Densely green phosphorus fire flocked to her mouth like young swallows returning to their nests.

In an instant, the vast sky filled with phosphorus fire and chirping ghostly shadows disappeared.

The little girl's pale cheeks turned green and oily, only reverting to their snowy-white color after a long while, then she flashed a sweet smile.

Red Cloud Taoist, witnessing her divine power, dared not make any rash moves.

His face showed uncertainty and his demeanor became much more respectful.

"May I ask who this young lady is..."

The old man withdrew the phosphorus fire with a cold snort.

"Since you cultivate Fire System Divine Power, you should know of the Fire Devouring Divine Tribe."

"Don't even mention your little Solar True Fire; even the Samadhi Fire, my granddaughter can devour and refine."

"Fire Devouring Divine Tribe..."

Others listened, utterly perplexed and bewildered.

Red Cloud Taoist's face changed dramatically, and he cried out in surprise.

"So you are actually the Fire Devouring Divine Tribe, my apologies; my humble skills are laughable indeed."

The old man snorted and nodded with satisfaction.

"Since you know the situation, I won't make things difficult for you."

"My granddaughter could use a companion by her side, you may accompany her and take orders; there will be benefits for you."

Fire Cloud Taoist obediently agreed, staring at his shoes, not daring to lift his head.

The crowd watched with wonder, seeing this distinguished pair with such remarkable presence that no one dared speak.

At that moment, a lazy voice echoed into everyone's ears from behind the main hall.

"So besides the Wolf Clan and Wu Clan, the Ancient Remnant Clan left the Fire Devouring Tribe. But I wonder if you can devour my Phoenix Mysterious Fire?"

A small flame, merely an inch in size, flew out from the pitch-dark hall and drifted up into the void.

Suddenly, the flame banged, transforming into a massive fireball.

At the center of the fireball, a golden Phoenix spread its wings and soared, charging at the old man and the young girl.

Phoenix Mysterious Fire!

The old man's face changed dramatically, immediately shielding the girl.

At the same time, multicolored flames erupted from their bodies, forming four or five barriers in front of them.

However, these four or five barriers formed by Strange Fires were completely useless.

The Phoenix stir within the flames, and upon contact with the Phoenix Mysterious Fire, the barriers dissolved instantaneously like snow splashed with boiling water.

The little girl hid within the old man's embrace, screaming in fright.

Just as the Phoenix engulfed in blazing fire was about to envelop them, it suddenly froze.

A handsome young man strolled out from within the hall.

The bright yellow flames illuminated his body crafted in golden proportions; his face resembled a sculpted jade, exuding a three-dimensional appeal.

The little girl, aware of the looming life-and-death crisis, couldn't help but swoon slightly.

"This big brother is so handsome."

No doubt, this was Yang Fei.

He originally practiced within the Quiet Room, using his Divine Sense to observe the external situation.

Upon encountering the Ancient Remnant Clan unexpectedly, his fascination piqued, and he came out to spar.

Yang Fei meant no harm; seeing the little girl's adorable appearance, he casually flicked his finger, the Phoenix Mysterious Fire transformed into a three-inch flame and flew onto his left index finger, spinning rapidly.

He smiled gently at the little girl.

"In return for your compliment, let's not continue the contest."

Though the Phoenix Mysterious Fire on his fingertip was only three inches, seemingly faint.

But everyone who witnessed the previous world-shattering strike eyed Yang Fei warily.

The elegant white-robed youth wielded a white folding fan, gently waving it before his chest, graceful in posture.

"May I ask who you are?"

Yang Fei laughed heartily and said calmly.

"You've trespassed my domain without knowing who I am, truly amusing."

As he spoke, everyone shuddered, visibly moved.

The graceful white-robed youth looked at Yang Fei's handsome face, a flicker of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Are you the Lord of Earth's World, Master Yang? I sensed your will before."

Yang Fei snorted.

"Exactly, I am indeed the Lord of this world, Yang Fei. The Door of Creation is about to open, and since you came from afar, please heed the host's arrangements."

At this point, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

"If you recklessly disrupt the peace of this world, don't blame me for being unkind."

His statement was dominating, carrying an undeniable tone.

The white-robed youth's face changed slightly, just as he was about to speak, a rough voice laughed audibly from the sky.

"What nonsense Lord of the World? Self-proclaimed, no doubt? I'll see how unkind you can be!"

Alongside the rough voice, a figure descended directly from the void.

With a resounding thud, a giant pit formed beneath, causing the entire Vajra Temple to tremble.

Within the vast pit, a stocky man knelt on one knee, gradually raising his head, revealing a face filled with brutality.

Yang Fei glanced at this man, instantly more alert.

The man had a Battle Will, condensed into a Primordial Spirit, already achieving a Godly Position, an Asura.

Yet for some reason, this Asura appeared near Earth's void; the matter exuded great mystery.

Yang Fei chuckled softly, extending his fist.

"Very well, then let me, the Lord of this world, teach you what it means to invite disaster with one's words!"