Chapter 346: Passing the Level

"Are you a dog?"

That Yinjia Nanzi said in shock.

Baiyun glared at him, looking displeased.

"Shut up."

Seeing that he didn't deny it.

Yinjia Nanzi was dumbfounded.

"Real or fake? Are you really that divine lord?"

Yinjia Nanzi asked.

"Hmph."

Baiyun let out a Lěng hēng.

"What are you talking about?"

Qin Yang looked puzzled.

Seeing Qin Yang's clueless look, Yinjia Nanzi glanced at him and felt a bit Xiànmù.

"I feel like you're quite Xiànmù of me."

Qin Yang said.

"Xiànmù, very Xiànmù, I now want to become your master's disciple."

Yinjia Nanzi said seriously.

He glanced at Baiyun somewhat speechlessly.

If he had revealed his identity earlier, Yinjia Nanzi wouldn't have hesitated at all.

He had already been mixing with Baiyun.

"Master, just how awesome is your background?"

Qin Yang was somewhat surprised.

Baiyun gave an embarrassed smile, but still said: "It's okay, enough, don't say more. Aren't you supposed to collect his true form? Go now; there might still be a battle waiting for you."

Saying this, Baiyun's gaze toward Qin Yang carried a hint of worry.

"In a moment you must give it your all."

Qin Yang was somewhat surprised.

"The big tomb before us, isn't it just some runes?"

As long as he opens it, he can bring Chiyou's fleshly body out.

Although it's only a part.

But judging from his master's meaning, there should still be some danger inside.

Xiǎng dào zhèlǐ, Qin Yang dared not be negligent.

He began adjusting his condition, then mobilized his mana, tearing open those runes.

Just as all the runes dimmed, a powerful suction erupted from within, sucking Qin Yang in.

He was somewhat surprised, then looked around.

At that moment, a goddess in green robes appeared.

With her appearance, a scorching breath blew over, as if it would roast Qin Yang dry.

"Female Drought Demon."

Qin Yang said in surprise.

The green-robed goddess also stared at Qin Yang, her expression somewhat surprised.

She nodded and said: "You're strong, but your Jìngjiè is too low. The minimum threshold here is the Tiānxiān realm; I can only use Tiānxiān realm to fight you. If you defeat me, you can proceed to the next level; pass three levels, and you can liberate Chiyou's body."

"There's such a rule?"

Qin Yang nodded and said: "Please make your move."

His mana surged throughout his body, and a strong fighting spirit burst forth.

The green-robed goddess stood in the center of the lava river, wearing a robe woven from crimson flames; as her skirt swayed, the flames twined like living snakes upward, forming a burning double-headed phoenix at her waist.

Her visage was cold as the moon, a vermilion dot on her brow glowing with an eerie light, while her eyes were like two clusters of unextinguishable karmic fire; gazing upon her, Qin Yang felt his Línghún tremble slightly.

"You're strong, but your Jìngjiè is too low."

The Female Drought Demon's voice was like an ice blade slicing lava, clear yet carrying a bone-chilling cold.

She raised her right hand, and nine fire dragons rose between her fingers, roaring as they intertwined into chains, sealing the entire space.

"The minimum threshold here is the Tiānxiān realm. I can only use Tiānxiān power to fight you; if you win, you may pass this level; if you lose, your soul will return to the earth fire."

Before her words even fell, the fire dragon at her fingertip shot toward Qin Yang like a meteor.

Qin Yang's pupils contracted sharply, his inner mana surging wildly.

He suddenly stomped the ground, the lava exploded, and he used the recoil to sidestep the fire dragon's attack.

The flames grazed his hem, instantly turning the fabric to ash.

Qin Yang was also an expert in playing with fire; his Samadhi True Fire had been cultivated to an extremely high realm.

But compared to the Female Drought Demon, he was far lacking.

"Please make your move!"

He shouted loudly, his Changdao slashing down; the blade's light was like frost, actually condensing a brief ice domain in the scorching space.

The blade slashed toward the fire dragon, but upon contact with the flames it was distorted by the high temperature.

Qin Yang's pupils shrank sharply, he felt somewhat alarmed.

The Female Drought Demon's power far surpasses that of an ordinary Tiānxiān.

The female corpse demon's mouth corners twitched up, her figure vanished instantly.

Qin Yang's back hairs stood on end, yet he sensed no trace of aura.

Suddenly feeling something above, he looked up and saw the female corpse demon hovering in the high sky.

In her hand, the female corpse demon condensed a crimson pearl from earth fire essence, within which countless resentful spirits seemed to wail.

I underestimated you.

She gave a light laugh, and the crimson pearl fell.

The temperature of the entire space suddenly rose tenfold, the lava river boiling as if doomsday had descended.

Qin Yang's eyes burst with sharp light, he mobilized mana, his aura surged, his blade light shocked the world as he charged forward to clash head‑on with the female corpse demon.

Break it for me!

The blade light reversed, actually drawing all the cold between heaven and earth, launching a world‑shaking standoff with the female corpse demon's fire power.

Qin Yang's mana surged throughout his body, his fighting intent condensed into a golden radiance around him.

Facing the female corpse demon at the center of the lava river, he dared not be the slightest bit careless.

This azure‑clad goddess, though suppressed in the Tiānxiān realm, radiates a pressure from every gesture that seems able to burn the nine heavens.

Fire Lock the Heavens!

The female corpse demon gave a cold shout; the nine fire‑dragons' intertwined chains suddenly contracted, the lava river boiled and surged, heat waves like blade edges slicing toward Qin Yang.

He retreated violently, yet an ice‑blue rune suddenly appeared on his palm—exactly the Ice Freeze Spell.

Using cold to control fire is the only way to break the situation!

Qin Yang gave a low roar, the rune burst forth, cold air collided with the fire dragons, instantly exploding into clouds of steam, the chains frozen for a moment.

The vermilion dot on the female corpse demon's brow flared red light; a double‑headed fire phoenix shot up from her skirt, straight for Qin Yang's brow.

Qin Yang sidestepped to dodge, swung his Changdao horizontally; where the blade light passed, the air frosted, actually freezing the fire phoenix into a glass‑like ice sculpture.

But the female corpse demon's mouth corners twitched up, the ice sculpture suddenly shattered, turning into countless fire feathers that shot down like a rainstorm.

Good, you've come!

Qin Yang advanced instead of retreating, stepping with the Nine Palace Steps to weave through the fire feathers, his dantian qi sea surging within.

The next moment, he unleashed the Shennong Cauldron; its mouth opened wide, crimson clouds billowed skyward, colliding with the heavenly fire feathers, shaking the lava river to raise towering waves.

The female corpse demon's expression finally shifted, a crimson jade silently appeared in her sleeve, about to be activated, but she saw Qin Yang point his sword at the heavens and roar: "Ten‑thousand‑year Profound Ice Spell, freeze heaven and earth."

The temperature of the entire space suddenly dropped to freezing, the lava solidified into black crystal, even the female corpse demon's skirt flames froze for an instant.

Seizing the opportunity, Qin Yang infused his Changdao with all his strength and slashed at the female corpse demon's neck.

However, when the blade was three inches from her, the female corpse demon's whole body burst forth with scorching white flames, like a phoenix reborn.

All the cold instantly melted, instead enveloping Qin Yang in a scorching wave.

This is... the source of earth fire!

Qin Yang's pupils contracted sharply, his blade eroded by invisible fire, pain like myriad ants gnawing his bones.

The female corpse demon's cold voice rang out: "With earth fire's blessing, I am undead and indestructible; only if you break this calamity can you be deemed victorious."

Before her voice faded, she lightly tapped her fingertip, turning the lava river into a fire python that carried a heaven‑destroying momentum to devour Qin Yang.

In the critical moment, Qin Yang discovered that the Shennong Cauldron was growing ever brighter, as if it wanted to swallow that mass of fire.

The female corpse demon's expression changed slightly.

Qin Yang's heart stirred, and he immediately put the Shennong Cauldron away.

Thus the source of earth fire escaped being swallowed.

The female corpse demon's expression grew somewhat complex; she glanced at Qin Yang, then gathered the source of earth fire and softly said: "Thank you."

Qin Yang, however, said: "I accept the loss."

Pass the level.

The female corpse demon turned into blue smoke and dissipated, leaving only a hoarse voice: "The next level... he awaits you."

Qin Yang looked around; at the end of the lava river rose a huge stone gate, its surface carved with ferocious beast patterns, from beyond it came faint thunderous drums and roars.