Chapter 54

The icy wind howled, and boundless cold ice energy gathered to form a massive, pristine ice dragon that spanned the sky, sweeping across the vast sea of clouds! Traces of ice were left in the void.

Bang!

The sky trembled invisibly, as if about to split!

The boundless cold ice energy clashed with the fiery canopy derived from the Fire Elemental Land! Above the sky, the icy light surged like a tide, vast and boundless. On the fiery canopy, stimulated by the cold ice energy, the Earthly Fiend Origin Fire suddenly burst forth from the Fire Emperor Canopy, which was a projection of the Fire Elemental Land's origin, emitting endless fiery red light, blazing like the sun, forming a vast fiery cloud to protect the Fire Emperor Canopy.

Bang! Bang!

Visible to the naked eye, a beam of extreme cold light shot out like a long river, striking the massive Earthly Fiend Origin Fire sun. Ice and fire intertwined, the endless white and red colors entangled, and the extreme cold and heat light collided, exploding with immense power, stirring up a massive surge of primordial energy. Even Jun Wuming and his companions, who were several miles away, felt the strong wind on their faces, their skin stinging, and had to retreat a hundred paces to avoid the sharp edge of the two energies clashing.

It was a magnificent sight, awe-inspiring!

Jun Wuming's face trembled slightly, his eyes narrowing, seemingly not expecting that his casual attack could trigger such a grand phenomenon!

He carefully sensed the surging cold ice energy within his body, his expression shaking with emotion. Then he regained his composure and glanced at the two shocked demons behind him, suddenly asking, "Hei Feng, how does this move of mine compare to the power of the Flame Pearl in the hands of the leader of the fire-swallowing alien race?"

The giant demon python suddenly came to its senses, thought for a moment, and then said, "Lord Jun, the cold ice true energy in your body is extremely cold and powerful! However, if truly compared to that pearl, it is still slightly inferior!"

Seeing Jun Wuming's gaze focusing, deep in thought, the demon python quickly added, "However, I believe that the pearl may not be able to unleash its full power in the hands of the leader of the alien race. In my humble opinion, the leader of the fire-swallowing alien race can only mobilize less than one-thousandth of the power of that red pearl!"

"Therefore, I believe that with this move of yours, Lord Jun, the leader of the alien race will surely not escape!"

Seeing Hei Feng's slightly uneasy expression, Jun Wuming's eyes were calm, but his heart was solemn. The power of a supreme treasure cannot be measured in such minute differences!

"Hei Feng! Old Turtle! I ask you, you two have fought the leader of the alien race several times. Do you know the cultivation level of the leader of the alien race?" After a long silence, Jun Wuming suddenly raised his head, staring at the two demons in front of him, and asked suddenly.

The two demons were startled, exchanged glances, and Wuzhantian's eyes flashed. He suddenly spoke, "Lord Jun, the leader of the alien race is only at the fourth stage. With my abilities, as long as he doesn't use the pearl, I can definitely defeat him!"

Hearing this, a strange expression flashed across Lord Jun's face, and he suddenly smiled mysteriously, his lips twitching. He waved his large sleeves, and a current of air enveloped his body, making him disappear without a trace!

Seeing this, Hei Feng and Wuzhantian were startled, and their hearts stirred. They exchanged glances and understood each other.

Wuzhantian transformed into a green light and fled, while Hei Feng, the demon python, swaggered, his demonic energy surging, transforming into black clouds, and descended into the pit below.

In the sky!

Black demonic winds rolled, stirring the slightly scorching air. Black clouds spread, and boundless demonic energy rose, forming a shape, appearing exceptionally arrogant and arrogant.

"O you cowardly bandits, why don't you come out and die? How dare you sneak attack your Lord Black Wind? You must be tired of living!"

"Filth, come out and die!"

"Fire-swallowing race brat."

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As the black wind surged, the rampant demonic wind spread, and numerous small demons descended from the black clouds. These small demons, who had been refined and could understand human speech and behavior, were all vicious. Under Hei Feng's instructions, they all cursed and spewed foul language, which was unbearable to hear. They also feared that the fire-swallowing aliens hiding in the underground fire cave would not hear them, so they used their demonic energy to amplify their voices, sending the loud sounds into the underground fire cave.

At this time, underground!

The flames were intense, the temperature extremely high, melting gold and iron. The underground cave was deep and winding, with extremely high temperatures, forming a natural fire elemental cave. The fire-swallowing race had migrated here a thousand years ago, and over the years, they had dug countless traps. Outsiders who entered rashly would face almost certain death!

The Extreme Flame Hall, the meeting and ancestral worship place of the fire-swallowing race, was where Yan Ba, the leader of the fire-swallowing race, sat on a massive throne in the center, his face filled with anger.

Bang! Bang!

A red light flashed in his palm, and with a loud explosion, the red light instantly melted a large pit in the ground.

"The damned demons? I think they have the courage of a leopard and the heart of a lion, wanting to die. I will grant them their wish!"

His red hair, which was long and stood up without wind, resembled a blazing fire. His eyes were filled with intense killing intent, yet they were astonishingly cold. It was as if a tyrannical and evil Earthly Fiend Poison Fire was sitting on the throne, with a scorching exterior and an extremely cold interior.

"Leader, think carefully! From my perspective, this matter is not ordinary."

A flame seemed to burn between his brows, and a tall, robust old man with red hair and white eyebrows, dressed in a golden robe and a fire belt, stood beside Yan Ba. A worried look flashed across his face as he looked at the angry leader of the fire-swallowing race, sighing and shaking his head. The leader's temper had become increasingly irritable and fanatical, influenced more and more by the sacred object. If this continued, it would not be good.

"Teacher, do you mean they are trying to lure us out?"

Yan Ba's face twitched, meeting the worried gaze of the old man in the golden robe. He couldn't help but feel slightly displeased. This old man in the golden robe had been Yan Ba's teacher since childhood, watching him grow from a young boy into the current tyrannical king. Yan Ba respected him deeply, even if he didn't always follow his advice.

Moreover, this old man in the golden robe was the high priest of the tribe, the soul of the fire-swallowing race, respected for his wisdom and virtue. He had led the tribe through many crises, and his words were usually reliable.

However, in recent years, as Yan Ba truly took power, he had become increasingly distant from the high priest, whom he once trusted. The wise words that once comforted him now seemed tedious.

A cold look flashed across his eyes, and Yan Ba stared at the many tribe members below, who were demoralized, hesitant, and angry, and said coldly, "Are we to let these demon beasts run rampant at the cave entrance?"

The old man in the golden robe glanced at the many tribe members in the hall, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes. After a thousand years of seclusion, these tribe members had lost the bravery and diligence of their ancestors. The fire-swallowing race had become extremely conservative, stubborn, and xenophobic.

Guarding this fire elemental land, isolated from the world, they were arrogant and self-important, yet fragile and cowardly. A hint of helplessness flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he was suddenly determined. As long as he was still alive, he could gradually change the tribe members' habits, restore their bloodline, and rebuild a powerful fire-swallowing race!

Seeing Yan Ba's impatient gaze, the old man in the golden robe quickly said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to be angry. I will find a way to eliminate the demons at the cave entrance. Just give me a little time, and I will—"

"No need for such trouble! High Priest!"

A fiery light flashed in Yan Ba's eyes, and he instantly stood up, red light surging in his hand. A column of blazing flames suddenly shot out from his palm, illuminating the slightly dark hall, revealing his sharp, slightly domineering face.

His eyes glinted with cold light, and the flame aura around his brows danced like a fire dance. Staring at the old man in the golden robe with a gloomy look, Yan Ba said, word by word, "As long as we have the sacred object, what do we fear from these insignificant clowns and their schemes? High Priest, you... are old! Hesitant and fearful, how can you accomplish great things!"

Turning around, he ignored the high priest's bitter gaze. Surrounded by blazing flames, a fierce look flashed across Yan Ba's face, and he roared, "All disciples of the tribe, listen to my command! Follow me! Charge out!"

The sound of thunder shook the cave, and the vast sound wave, carrying boundless ferocity, echoed in the hall. The scorching light surged like the midday sun in an instant.

The ferocity was like the sun!

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