"Alright, even Chu Jingtang and the others were 'impressed,' believing that Tong Mingshan had guts.

After everyone else had dispersed to continue their search for the Divine Fire, Tong Mingshan was left alone.

Shi Chun explained the assassination details, and only then did Tong Mingshan realize what he truly had to do.

As they parted, Shi Chun flipped his hand and revealed a Wind Scale and asked him, 'Have you used it before?'

Tong Mingshan: 'I used it while I was at the Hundred Refinement Sect.'

Shi Chun: 'Take it. If you're not familiar with it, find a place to practice first. In any case, move when you see the signal and act according to the plan.'

Tong Mingshan hesitated, wanting to ask what exactly he was supposed to do, but the Master had previously refused to answer. Understanding the principle of secrecy in these matters, he eventually didn't ask and turned away, speeding off into the sky.

After watching him leave, Shi Chun turned to Wu Jinliang beside him, who promptly reached into his own stash and tossed his Wind Scale to him.

Shi Chun immediately mounted the Wind Scale, taking Wu Jinliang with him, and they ascended, flying through the air in search of Feng Yaoyang's whereabouts.

Of course, this also meant to make themselves visible to the people from the Four Cauldron Sect.

Looking over the vast land of melting magma, Shi Chun simultaneously activated the superpower in his right eye.

Initially, when they entered, busy looking for members of the Demon Path in the crowd, he hadn't thoroughly examined this magma-filled region. Now, reexamining it, he saw a shadow-like orange-red fog moving within the smoky blue substrate, undulating like ocean waves, vast and overwhelming.

The sun in the sky was orange-yellow, several times larger than a normal sun, and there appeared to be four smaller suns in the distance.

As they flew, figures from the Four Cauldron Sect appeared on the ground, their disciples leaping through the magma and looking up at them.

A giant mountainous bulge resembling a turtle shell caught Shi Chun's attention, so he steered the Wind Scale closer for a better look.

In the center of this bulge was a huge magma spring, continuously pouring out lava, the branching streams of lava resembling cracks on a turtle shell, with occasional bursts of black smoke rising from the spring.

Using the superpower in his right eye, Shi Chun scrutinized the area beneath the bulge, where deeper within the swirling orange-red mist, something moved, more reddish in color, vaguely shaped like an animal, not small in size. However, its exact nature was obscured by the heavy shadows.

Wu Jinliang, who was accompanying him, also sensed something amiss and asked while looking at the mound below, 'What's wrong, did you find the Divine Fire?'

Shi Chun shook his head slightly, 'It's probably not the Divine Fire, but it seems there's a big monster down there.'

'Monster?' Wu Jinliang chuckled, touching the Big Gourd behind him, eyes gleaming, 'I wonder if my immobilization skill can hold it.'

Shi Chun thought for a moment, 'Forget it, let's focus on the main task. If it's something formidable, it might cause trouble. We'll check it out later.'

Saying this, he again maneuvered the Wind Scale around, and soon located Feng Yaoyang's position and noted his probable route.

For the time being, he did not approach but continued to search the magma region.

Despite its considerable size, the area couldn't withstand the speed of the Wind Scale; north, south, east, west, repeatedly covering several dozen miles.

This led Xu Anzhang to also fly in on a Wind Scale to inquire about the situation.

Regrettably, despite thoroughly searching this wretched place, Shi Chun's right eye saw nothing resembling the Divine Fire, only confirming their lack of any significant discovery.

He then returned to find Feng Yaoyang and after locating him, Shi Chun threw the Wind Scale to Wu Jinliang to operate while he himself dropped from the sky.

Wu Jinliang then left on the Wind Scale alone.

Shi Chun landed beside Feng Yaoyang and joined him in the search.

As soon as Feng Yaoyang landed on a piece of land, he immediately stopped, turned around, and sternly said, 'Why are you following me?'

Shi Chun glanced at the Four Cauldron Sect disciple accompanying Feng Yaoyang, slightly puzzled; if he remembered correctly, this one was also from the Demon Path.

Still, he responded as usual, 'I'm not up to anything, just feel like Brother Feng might have some misconceptions about me, I hope we could communicate properly.'

Feng Yaoyang scoffed, 'There's no misunderstanding, we have nothing to discuss, aren't you close with Xu Anzhang? Go communicate with him.'

The Fellow Sect Member maintained a spectator's stance, silent, expressing no opinion.

Shi Chun sighed, 'I just wanted to tell you, while I was up in the air, going around, I might have discovered the Divine Fire. I came to find you immediately, but since Brother Feng insists otherwise, I have nothing else to say. Excuse me, please continue.' He bowed and was about to leave.

"…" Feng Yaoyang was dumbstruck on the spot, not knowing what had come over him, but he felt like he was always being put down since encountering this group, almost completely diminishing his pride. Nevertheless, he let go of his pride and urgently called out, 'Wait!'

His fellow sect member also looked hopeful.

Shi Chun stopped and turned around, inquiring, 'I've heard about Brother Feng's prideful temperament; what, do you need to scold me some more to feel satisfied?'

Feng Yaoyang's Adam's apple bobbed, speaking appeasingly wasn't his style, yet he still forced a smile, barely parting his thin lips, 'Brother Shi Chun, where did you find the Divine Fire?'

Shi Chun cleared his throat, exhaling, 'Brother Feng, this attitude of yours, using people when needed and discarding them when not, really makes me uneasy. Brother Feng, I don't recall ever offending you, and we're just meeting for the first time, aren't we? Why hold such a grudge against me?'

Wanting the Divine Fire meant they had to chat first, whether Feng Yaoyang liked it or not, now he had to lower his proud head and try to appease Shi Chun first.

Meanwhile, Wu Jinliang had already met with the waiting Tong Mingshan at the rendezvous point.

Since he was already waiting, it implied he was prepared, but upon landing, Wu Jinliang still confirmed again, 'Have you scoped out the emergency escape routes in case of unexpected situations?'"

Tong Mingshan nodded, "I've surveyed everything. The only issue is the masked disguise; I couldn't find any fabric, and should I also change the weapon in my hand?"

"This is simple. Do you want a knife or a sword?" Wu Jinliang immediately dug into the Qiankun Bag. All sorts of weapons that Xia Fuli had placed inside were still there; he took out a pair of swords and knives for him to choose from.

Tong Mingshan reached out to take the sword, but Wu Jinliang pulled it back and handed him the knife instead, "Brother Feng and the Master use knives, and there might be knife wounds left. You should use a knife too, just to keep up appearances. Remember, after you use the knife, throw it directly into the lava to sink."

All right, Tong Mingshan had no choice but to take the knife.

Wu Jinliang then took out a piece of black cloth, looked around, and quickly helped Tong Mingshan make a set of makeshift masked attire on the spot, or more accurately, he tied one together.

Experiencing this rough craftsmanship, Tong Mingshan voiced a unique protest, "Brother Wu, if you tie it like this, I can't change it. If I wear this and encounter people on the road, they'll immediately know I'm an assassin."

Wu Jinliang then tied the mask for him from behind, "No worries, you'll go with me later. I'll fly high, and you fly low. I'll keep a lookout from above, and if I see anyone, we'll turn and dodge. You just follow from below, and we'll be able to avoid being spotted."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to throw the bundle of fabric he held into the lava. However, he hesitated at the moment, the harsh days in the Land of Exile flooding his mind, making him feel it was perhaps too wasteful. Eventually, he still threw it out, allowing the lava to burn it into black smoke, turning it into ashes.

Noticing his movements, Tong Mingshan, clad in his attire, asked, "Brother Wu, you seem very experienced at this. There must be some tactics involved; this isn't your first time doing something like this, is it?"

"Where has that come from? It's my first time," Wu Jinliang modestly replied, and then reminded again, "When you see me circle in the air three times, it indicates that we've reached our destination. You can lie in wait. As soon as you hear the signal to move, rush there quickly."

"Okay."

"Let's go."

The two of them, one after the other, soared into the air on Wind Scales, just as Wu Jinliang had described.

After searching in the air, they finally found Shi Chun chatting with Feng Yaoyang.

The conversation seemed quite congenial. Wu Jinliang grinned, feeling that Feng Yaoyang wasn't too hard to talk to after all.

Feng Yaoyang and his two companions looked up into the sky and saw him too. Shi Chun gestured with his hand, signaling that everything was alright and motioned for them to descend.

Wu Jinliang received the signal, surveyed the surroundings from the air to confirm no one was near, and then controlled the Wind Scale to circle three times before descending. The stopper of the Big Gourd he carried on his back was also pulled open by a surge of Mana, swinging on its chain.

When he landed, Shi Chun immediately pointed in a direction, "Brother Feng, the Divine Fire is approximately over there."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yaoyang and another sect member naturally looked in that direction.

Seizing this opportunity, Wu Jinliang flicked his middle fingers towards them from afar, worried that immobilization material fetched from the gourd might not be enough since they were both in the Great Accomplishment realm; he used a higher dosage directly.

Feng Yaoyang and his fellow disciple felt the flick of fingers from behind and were about to turn their heads when they suddenly found their movements sluggish and froze in shock. They then found themselves stiffly immobile on the spot despite frantically channeling all their cultivation to resist.

Immobilization charm? The same thought crossed both their minds.

With a cold glance, Shi Chun drew his sword, "Brother Feng overestimates himself, probably disdaining to dip into our affairs. As you wish, I'll send you off!"

He twisted his body and slashed a diagonal cut toward Feng Yaoyang, immediately splitting him into two, blood spattering and sizzling on the ground.

The flash of the sword was followed by another swift motion, severing the head of the other person, and with a kick, he sent the bloody corpse into the lava, causing thick smoke to billow up.

Shi Chun, without any further action toward Feng Yaoyang's remains, left them where they were. He then flicked his hand to draw Feng Yaoyang's sword from its sheath and furiously struck at Wu Jinliang.

Wu Jinliang, who was plugging the gourd's mouth, flicked his hand and had already drawn his personal large knife, intercepting the incoming sword with it.

With a bang, it caused a tremor that shocked the vicinity.

Immediately following, the two exchanged a series of sword and knife blows, roaring continuously.

Shortly after, a masked figure sprang forward, swinging a knife toward the two.

The three swords and knives clashed with loud clangs.

Soon, a shaking figure appeared in the distance; always vigilant, Shi Chun immediately said, "Let's go!"

Throwing his sword aside, he and Wu Jinliang both swept into the air. The latter utilized the Wind Scale to swiftly carry them away.

The masked person also jumped up and pursued them on the Wind Scale.

Along the way, they encountered people from the Mingshan Sect and the Four Cauldron Sect. Regardless, Wu Jinliang would cast spells and loudly shout for help whenever he saw someone, "Save me, come quick!"

Whether from the Mingshan Sect or the Four Cauldron Sect, whoever saw them immediately took to the air in pursuit, though not everyone had a Wind Scale.

Eventually, they encountered someone with a Wind Scale who, upon hearing the call for help, quickly fetched his Wind Scale and gave chase.

Having planned their destination early on, Wu Jinliang directed the Wind Scale straight to a mountain peak outside the lava region, landing in front of ten elders sitting cross-legged under a huge iron staff.

Unaware of what these two were doing here, they only saw them taking cover behind them.

Seeing the situation was unfavorable, the pursuing masked person quickly turned and flew away.

In a short while, the following disciples from the Four Cauldron Sect also landed and asked Shi Chun and Wu Jinliang, "What's going on?"

Shi Chun spoke gravely, "Someone tried to kill us; Feng Yaoyang has been killed."

Seeing the assassin was gone, Wu Jinliang immediately pointed in the direction of the escape and shouted, "That's the murderer, stop dallying, go after him!"

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