Chapter 293 - Repatriation (1)
It was still that space, a fiery world. The air was filled with violent spiritual energy, and there was even a large amount of fire poison mixed within.
To Xia Xuan, the most important thing that the Thousand Flames Cauldron had in mind was not the Ten Thousand Flame Array, but the ability that the Thousand Flames Cauldron had trapped him in. As long as the Weapons's master was still around, even half-step Profound Master experts would not be able to leave. Of course, to a true Profound Master Ranker like Bing Beitian, it was nothing. If Xia Xuan was left alone, the Thousand Flames Cauldron would probably be forcefully destroyed sooner or later.
In the days since he had left the black market, other than borrowing the Flame Yang's Heart, Xia Xuan had also refined the Thousand Flames Cauldron. He had also spent a lot of time erasing Bei Qing's Dragon Soul Imprint.
Standing on the Ten Thousand Flames Array, the black fog surrounding Bing Beitian had already dissipated. What appeared was a face that did not seem old, and the whiteness of her skin was practically as cold as the expression in her eyes of ice. Her long hair extended to her waist, and if she did not know this person, Xia Xuan would definitely think that Bing Beitian was a beauty that would not appear in the world.
He knew that Xia Xuan had pulled him here for some sort of purpose, which meant that he did not need to go out at all, that Xia Xuan would immediately follow him in.
As expected, Bing Beitian only looked around, and before he could take a good look at his surroundings, a figure of light flashed past. Looking towards the figure of light, he saw that Xia Xuan was holding onto the Heart of Flame, and appeared about a hundred meters away from Bing Beitian.
"Brat, you dragged me here. Don't tell me you want others to not be able to see your miserable death?" Bing Beitian teased.
"Humph!" Bing Bei Tian, do you know what it means to have someone above you, to have someone beyond you? " Xia Xuan let out a cold snort, the Flaming Sun Heart in his hand was still radiating light, but light and darkness were rivals in life. To Bing Beitian, the power of the Flaming Sun was not something he could withstand.
"If it were ten thousand years ago, you wouldn't even be bothered about the Celestial King. But now, you are just trash who can injure even the King and become seriously injured." Bing Bei Tian laughed mockingly, and did not hear Xia Xuan's words at all.
"Maybe you'll see." Xia Xuan could not help but sigh. Then, a fierce aura surged into his eyes, as countless spiritual energy s poured into Yan Yang's heart, causing the light of Yan Yang's heart to immediately become even brighter. Even with Bing Bei Tian's strength, he was unable to completely defend against the terrifying light.
"Kid, this is still not enough." Before he could finish his sentence, he stopped because a figure of light had appeared before him. It was a gigantic figure of light that was burning with terrifying flames.
"This is the image of Flaming Sun God." Bing Beitian said in surprise. It could be said that anyone in the Evil God Manor would recognize that image because there was one of the biggest enemies in the The Divine Realm and that person was the Flame Sun God.
Although it was just an image, Bing Beitian clearly knew that he was no match for it. It was only then did he realize that Xia Xuan had not borrowed the heart of the ordinary Flaming Sun, it was the heart of all the Flaming Sun family members, the treasures of the Flaming Sun family, the divine object that contained a tenth of the power of the Flaming Sun God.
"You can actually borrow a mother's heart!" At the same time, he kneeled down on the ground. Under the powerful aura and pressure of the image of the sun god, Bing Beitian didn't have any thoughts of resisting at all.
"The evil god gave you guys enough confidence to look down on the other Divine General Palaces, but he didn't teach you guys a price to pay for that confidence." Xia Xuan said in a cold voice, and then, with a sudden wave of his hand, the image of the Flaming Sun God fiercely rushed towards Northern Ice Sky.
When a person was in a life or death situation, their desire to live would always suppress their fear. Even the long-time high above Evil God Manor, Bing Beitian, was no exception. Seeing that Yan Yang's divine image was about to close in, Bing Beitian suddenly channeled her spiritual energy and a group of dark spiritual energy charged towards Yan Yang's divine image.
Of course, it was useless to fight against the image. The image did not move at all and continued to charge towards Bing Beitian without losing any of its momentum.
"AHH!"