Chapter 359 - 344: Renowned in Phoenix Creek, Virtue and Talent Combined (Two in One)

The Phoenix Creek Battlefield is a selection ground tailored for the True Disciples of the Phoenix Creek Sect, containing many fortunes.

Furthermore, all True Disciples qualified to participate in the Phoenix Creek Battlefield are high-level practitioners of the fifth rank. Consequently, the Phoenix Creek Battlefield is also vaguely known as the reserve selection ground for future Martial Saints of the Phoenix Creek Sect.

The Nine Phoenix Creek Tutelages are the nine True Disciples most likely to attain the Martial Saint Stage.

They are highly regarded by the entire Phoenix Creek Sect. Their status far surpasses that of many Elders, and they are even granted the right to use a piece of blessed land!

Thus, the struggle for the positions of the Nine Phoenix Creek Tutelages has always been a major affair among the various halls and palaces within the sect.

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「Inside the Phoenix Creek Battlefield.」

A conflagration surged tens of thousands of feet into the air, and a volcanic mountain range, with lava rolling forth, blocked Hong Yuan’s path.

The scorching and restless air made the Bee Beast Worms feel extremely uncomfortable.

After all, Slave Tao was only a part of Hong Yuan’s arsenal; his body was best suited for Power Tao!

"BUZZ BUZZ..."

The Golden Knife Bee Worms and Wood Spear Bee Worms retreated to the rear, while the Fire-Mouthed Bee Worms acted as the vanguard, with the Rainwater Bee Worms following closely behind.

The overall formation became more aggressive, resembling a dark flame.

Suddenly, Hong Yuan’s eyes hardened as he gazed at the Flame Mountain Range in the distance.

There seems to be a place of inheritance there.

And within it, there’s the aura of battle!

Before long, Hong Yuan had roughly figured out the layout of the Flame Mountain Range.

Within the Flame Mountain Range, there were nine peaks.

The array on each peak was activated, with Ferocious Beasts stationed beside them.

To reach the Sky-reaching White Pillar more quickly, one had to pass through this Flame Mountain Range.

"Damn it, where did this Lin Bu Jing come from?"

A True Disciple from the Scripture Pavilion, trapped within the third peak of the Flame Mountain Range, was unable to advance or retreat.

"He’s caught up from behind! And the South Moon Cold Fire of this fifth peak actually has no effect on Lin Bu Jing..."

The True Disciple from the Spirit Plant Garden, still struggling on the fifth peak, looked ahead in shock and disbelief at Lin Bu Jing entering the sixth peak.

All of them were veteran True Disciples who had participated in the Phoenix Creek Battlefield, well-versed in taking shortcuts.

Unfortunately, the Phoenix Creek Sect required them to be well-rounded in all aspects for selection as potential Martial Saints, not just outstanding in one single facet.

That was why their pace in the Flame Mountain Range had slowed, and they had even been overtaken by Lin Bu Jing.

"Elder Dan, is this the Moonlight Cold Flame?" Lin Bu Jing asked, holding the Mysterious Water Heavy Ruler.

He was wary of the Moonlight Cold Flame Array and the Cold Flame Crocodile Beast King ahead, his eyes filled with caution.

"Yes..." Elder Dan praised. "TSK TSK, if I’m not mistaken, this Cold Flame Crocodile possesses a trace of the Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon Bloodline!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Bu Jing’s eyes brightened, immediately understanding his master’s meaning.

He was no longer the naive youth from Maple Leaf City.

He was aware of the Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon, who, according to legend, was a companion of some earth-shattering figure.

This great Ferocious Beast, whose accomplishments in both Water Tao and Space Tao reached the apex, also possessed legendary feats: shattering Stars with a roar and killing Saints with a glare.

If I could subdue such a Cold Flame Crocodile, one with a trace of the Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon Bloodline, my future path would undoubtedly become much easier.

Leaving aside everything else, just the fact that this Cold Flame Crocodile can navigate Space Tao is enough to excite me!

"WHEW..."

Lin Bu Jing took a slightly heated breath deeply into his lungs.

He raised the Mysterious Water Heavy Ruler above his head, his arms showing bulging veins like writhing little snakes.

"Divine Power—Flame Splitting Tidal Ruler!"

Lin Bu Jing bellowed.

From the Mysterious Water Heavy Ruler, a massive beam of light, over a hundred feet long, erupted with unstoppable momentum, whistling through the air.

The moment the beam shot out, space rippled like a lake into which a giant stone had been dropped, causing mighty turbulence.

This shockwave spread from the sixth Flame Mountain Peak to the first, echoing far and wide.

The True Disciples still struggling in this Flame Mountain Range all changed their expressions, staring in alarm at the sixth Flame Mountain Peak.

"How is this possible!?"

Such powerful might could likely only be exhibited by heavenly talents on par with the Nine Phoenix Creek Tutelages.

From this, it was evident just how formidable Lin Bu Jing was!

Apprehensive looks appeared on the faces of the True Disciples.

「At the first Flame Mountain Peak.」

Hong Yuan, who had just stepped into it, felt this violent fluctuation.

As the heat wave approached, the Fire-Mouthed Bee Worms opened their mouths wide, greedily swallowing this restless Essence Qi.

The other Bee Beast Worms also shrieked, competing not to be outdone for Essence Qi.

Amidst these eerie and ferocious Worms, Hong Yuan’s black Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and he somehow seemed to embody a sinister elegance.

Hong Yuan’s expression was indifferent as he floated forward.

"BUZZ BUZZ..."

"BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ..."

The peculiar sound of the Bee Beast Worms vibrating their wings rippled into the second and third Flame Mountain Peaks.

The True Disciple from the Scripture Pavilion, trapped at the third peak, turned her head to look upon hearing the odd noise.

At that glance, she instantly felt her scalp tingle and couldn’t help but scream out.

"AH!!"

"Worms, so many..."

"UGH... UGH—"

Ordinary girls often feel immense fear when faced with fuzzy, unsightly worms.

Even for Martial Artists, this fear often persists, though perhaps not as intensely.