His movements were as fast as lightning. With his other hand, he formed a sword finger with his index and middle fingers, sliding it fiercely from the back of the fan's handle to the front. He shouted sharply.
"Go!"
Then, he put away the folding fan in his hand, and his figure flickered and disappeared again, not even glancing back at his opponent.
The Wind Goose Beast saw a speck of blood-red flash before him, while the green-robed young man turned and simply left.
This made him stunned, not understanding what the other party was up to!
Although the speck of blood-red that was rapidly approaching was as fast as lightning, how could he not dodge it?
So, he tilted his wings, planning to pursue Li Yan and launch an attack after dodging the speck of blood-red.
Although their contact had only lasted a moment, it was the opponent who had been continuously attacking, while he had not yet had a chance to strike even once.
Just as the Wind Goose Beast's figure flashed, he suddenly felt as if he had crashed into a series of fine, invisible "fences." This "fence" was incomparably tough.
It brought his momentum to a halt. At the same time, he suddenly felt his magical power stagnate in his wings, which horrified him.
In just that moment of hesitation, the speck of blood-red had already arrived. The Wind Goose Beast's entire body immediately erupted in a brilliant gloomy light, attempting to block this inexplicable speck of blood-red.
But at this very moment, his wings were deprived of magical power, making it impossible to form an effective defense. The speck of blood-red flashed and was already in front of one of his wings.
"Not good!"
Only now did the Wind Goose Beast understand that the opponent had calculated everything, and that all of his reactions were within the opponent's predictions.
'There's something strange about those golden nails!'
This thought flashed through his mind, but it was already too late to deploy a magical treasure or talisman.
"Chi!"
The speck of blood-red arrived in an instant, striking the base of his wing.
With a "bang," a ball of blood-red flame exploded on the Wind Goose Beast.
Immediately, a heart-wrenching howl shot into the sky. Even with the physical body of a fourth-rank Wind Beast, it was no match for that speck of blood-red. In an instant, it was engulfed in a raging inferno!
"Yan Qi, abandon your body!"
On the other side, Yan San saw what was happening and his eyes were about to split with rage. This was a great demon his clan had managed to advance with great difficulty. If he died, the Wind Goose Beast clan would suffer a heavy loss today.
With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Yan San knew that Yan Qi could no longer extinguish the flames on his body. The man's magical treasure was terrifying to this extent, and the flames were so vicious that even he felt a sense of horror from the blood-red fire.
In fact, he didn't need to say it. Yan Qi's internal magical power was blocked, and he couldn't form an effective defense. The moment the fire ignited, he knew his physical body was finished.
What he didn't know was that with his current strength, even at his peak, if he were hit by the blood-red light, his physical body would be destroyed all the same.
Yan Qi's Nascent Soul had already fled, but in the next moment, something that made him despair happened. As soon as his Nascent Soul used Instantaneous Movement, it crashed headfirst into an invisible "fence."
That "fence" could even deal with a Nascent Soul's Instantaneous Movement divine ability. That was the power of a spatial rule, a divine ability from an Immortal Art given by a Spirit Transformation cultivator as compensation to a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Since it was named "Demon-Sealing," once successfully cultivated, even a Nascent Soul cultivator's Instantaneous Movement divine ability could not be easily broken.
The moment Yan Qi's Nascent Soul was repelled, it crashed into the barely remaining burning flesh and was immediately enveloped by a fire of pure Yang.
"Ah! Golden... glint..."
Yan Qi let out a tormented scream. He wanted to tell the others that this person's terror was not just the folding fan that shot out the blood-red light, but also the invisible prison.
Pathetically, even though he was a Wind and Fire dual-attribute Wind Beast, he couldn't withstand the flames that burned and seeped into his Nascent Soul. Amidst heart-wrenching screams, he was engulfed by the raging flames!
This wasn't the Chaotic Flow Space. To deal with an Initial-stage Nascent Soul demonic beast, Li Yan didn't need to exert much effort.
Over the years, whenever he had free time, he would use the Nine Cauldrons Gui Water to compress and refine the red cloud in the Li Fire Profound Yellow Fan. Now, it could launch two attacks that could threaten an Initial-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
If those two attacks were combined into one, there was a twenty percent chance that even a Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could perish if they were not careful.
However, it was not easy to hit the opponent directly with the blood-red flame. The opponent had talismans, protective light shields, defensive magical treasures, and other protections. How could they let you get close so easily?
Therefore, when using this art, Li Yan still relied mainly on sneak attacks and calculations. Otherwise, no matter how powerful it was, the opponent would dodge.
By now, Li Yan had some understanding of Wind Beasts. They were monsters formed by the erosion of a strange wind, so their physical bodies were exceptionally tough.
They mostly preferred to use their own bodies for offense and defense. Only when they had particularly good magical treasures would they borrow their power. Otherwise, they were accustomed to using their most proficient physical attacks.
So, when Li Yan used the Demon-Sealing Needles to attack, he deliberately reduced their power and sealed the rest of the magical power within the needles.
The Wind Beasts here had been fighting the Tianli Clan for years. Because the Tianli Clan cultivators practiced the Qiongqi Purgatory Art, their attacks were all wide and sweeping. It was rare to encounter someone like Li Yan who was already thinking of schemes before he even attacked.
In an instant, a "prison space" had formed around him!
Although the power of the Demon-Sealing Needles was weakened, they still temporarily sealed some of the Wind Goose Beast's acupoints.
If this level of sealing power were used at any other time, a cultivator at the Initial-stage Nascent Soul could break free in about a breath.
But Li Yan needed just that little bit of time for his red cloud flame to touch its physical body...
This entire attack, from start to finish, took two and a half breaths. The result, however, left everyone present stunned. They never expected Li Yan to be so strong.
And once Li Yan attacked, the fluctuation of his magical power became apparent, revealing his Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation without reservation.
At this point, he appeared behind another newly advanced Wind Elephant Beast. This Wind Elephant Beast was currently besieging the Second Elder and Fourth Elder with two other fourth-rank Wind Beasts.
The Fourth Elder was already showing signs of magical power depletion and was the most likely one to be killed.
When the unexpected change occurred on one side, everyone also heard Yan Qi's words shouted through extreme pain. Then, they saw a spatial fluctuation, and Li Yan appeared behind the newly advanced Wind Elephant Beast.
"Zhuangshan, be careful!"
The few Wind Beasts didn't have time to check on Yan Qi's detailed condition. Seeing Li Yan appear like a ghost, they all cried out in alarm.
Li Yan's movement skill was too fast. Even Yan San felt that he might not be able to catch up to him over a short distance. What was most terrifying was that he could make consecutive sharp turns at such an extreme speed.
Li Yan's face was devoid of joy or sorrow. He appeared at the side and rear of the Wind Elephant Beast, and raised his fist, seemingly slow yet urgent.
The Wind Elephant Beast spun around abruptly, its first glance going to Li Yan's hands. Seeing that he wasn't holding the folding fan, it felt a slight sense of relief. At the same time, it gritted its teeth and said.
"You're despicable!"
The opponent was likely a veteran Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, yet on this battlefield, he resorted to scheming against a newly advanced fourth-rank Wind Beast. This was simply shameless.
"Am I?"
As Li Yan spoke, a drop of black water quietly appeared in his palm, which he then clenched in his fist.
As he spoke, he had already thrown a punch. This was the result he wanted—to bully the weak with his strength, to cripple your overall power first.
At the same time, the Second Elder and Fourth Elder also suddenly launched a round of fierce attacks. Even as the Fourth Elder coughed up blood, he attacked relentlessly.
This round of frantic attacks immediately prevented the other two fourth-rank Wind Beasts from coming to the rescue. Who here was not an experienced fighter? Seizing the opportunity to coordinate with Li Yan required no voice transmission.
By now, four breaths had passed since Li Yan began his attack on Yan Qi!
Almost half a breath after Li Yan's figure disappeared from Yan Qi's side, Yan San's eyes were bloodshot. With a flicker, he was already near Yan Qi.
Yan Qi still had a breath left and was still circulating his power to resist the flames. The strange flames were too domineering. Yan Qi was already burning his Nascent Fire to resist, but it could only delay the inevitable and wouldn't last long.
The Great Elder's speed was not as fast as Yan San's. Seeing Yan Qi in trouble, Yan San finally, in a desperate effort, briefly broke away from his entanglement.
At such a close distance, his powerful Divine Sense had already clearly seen a faint, formless golden light around Yan Qi, firmly locking his Nascent Soul in a very small space.
He snorted coldly. While still flying rapidly, he formed a blade with his hand and slashed out from a distance.
With a crisp "kala" sound, the formless golden light was shattered by the powerful magical force of a Late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator's palm strike.
Yan Qi's Nascent Soul, amidst the flames, also saw Yan San coming. Although the pain made it almost impossible to stand, it still used its last bit of strength to fly out.
But just then, an extremely insidious force suddenly appeared, striking out at the barely flying Yan Qi like a venomous snake.
"Old... ghost... Gong!"
Yan San's furious roar echoed through the heavens and the earth. His chest was filled with rage, on the verge of exploding.
Although the Tianli Clan's Great Elder had been put at a distance by him, at the same time he threw out his palm strike, the Great Elder, several thousand zhang away, also pointed a finger.
His control over the power of his technique was exquisite. The attack arrived just as Yan Qi flew out, and it was as insidious as a flowing cloud, making it extremely difficult to detect.
The Great Elder's cultivation was slightly higher than Yan San's. It wasn't until the attack revealed itself like a viper's strike that Yan San discovered the hidden blow. It was already too late for him to intercept it.
Yan Qi's Nascent Soul suddenly felt another wave of death wash over it. Amidst the flames, it was both furious and terrified. It could only desperately deploy a black feather from behind its ear through the raging fire, just like Yan San had done before.
He had only been refining this black feather for about a year, and its power was far from sufficient, but it was his natal magical treasure after all. It might be able to block the attack.
With a "chi" sound, the insidious finger strike hit the black feather, instantly shattering it. This was despite the Tianli Clan's Great Elder deliberately holding back power in order to conceal the attack.
But with that brief moment of obstruction, Yan San had already retracted his palm and also struck the gust of yin wind from the Great Elder, finally destroying it completely.
Yan Qi finally, covered in flames, flashed in front of Yan San. Yan San's face lit up with joy, but in the next moment, his expression changed drastically. Yan Qi's Nascent Soul, right before his eyes, suddenly collapsed... and dispersed!
"Despicable and shameless!"
A suppressed roar was forced from his throat. His hands were still in the posture of casting a life-saving technique, but before him was only a scattered ball of fire.
Yan San spun around abruptly, his eagle-like eyes fixed on the Tianli Clan's Great Elder. But at this moment, the Tianli Clan's Great Elder was cheerfully retracting his finger.
His intention was to drain Yan Qi's magical power. Under those circumstances, Yan Qi's remaining magical power would not be able to withstand the flames on his body.
Unexpectedly, under his attack, the other party, whether out of fear of him or because he was delirious from the burning, directly deployed his natal magical treasure.
The effect was unexpectedly good. With his natal magical treasure destroyed, Yan Qi didn't just consume his precious, scarce magical power; his mind was directly implicated, and he could no longer withstand those strange flames.
As Li Yan threw his punch, he saw a scene in his Divine Sense that astonished him.
'What layer of the Qiongqi Purgatory Art is this? Not only can it cross a distance of several thousand zhang, but it can also transform the extremely rigid and fierce power of the Qiongqi Prugatory Art from hard to soft, silent and subtle, reaching the point where extreme Yang gives birth to Yin.'
In a short time, he had seen the various incredible and powerful aspects of the Qiongqi Purgatory Art, which made Li Yan even more eager for its subsequent techniques.
As for Yan Qi's death, he didn't take it to heart. Even if the Tianli Clan's Great Elder hadn't acted and let Yan Qi be saved, Li Yan was seventy percent confident that the other party would have been powerless anyway.