Chapter 121 is broken!

The splashing pool water slowly scattered. Amidst the rippling waves, that incomparably beautiful profile was reflected. Her fair skin shimmered with a pearlescent luster in the dim light and steam, tinted with a moving rouge color—breathtakingly beautiful, yet so fragile it made one's heart ache with pity.

Who could withstand this? Xiao Ming's breathing was completely chaotic. In his deep eyes, a dark glint flashed, like a beast eyeing its prey. He leaned down, his scorching breath swallowing the words left unsaid.

"Mmph…!"

The sound Yu Linglong hadn't yet uttered was completely sealed. His kiss was aggressive, like a monarch conquering territory, his scorching lips and tongue carrying a scalding temperature and an irresistible force, instantly sweeping over her senses. Her tightly clenched pearly teeth, under Xiao Ming's forceful yet skillful prying, resisted only symbolically for a moment before her unuttered exclamation was completely sealed within their scorching lips and teeth.

The moment her teeth parted, his fiery tongue domineeringly invaded that place no one had ever set foot in, wantonly seizing the jade nectar, hooking and entwining with her inescapable softness, as if wanting to possess her everything right then and there.

The water suddenly rippled violently, slapping against the pool walls and making a splashing sound. The mist was stirred up to become even thicker, billowing and steaming, stretching the entangled reflections long. The various sounds inside the bath, along with the ambiguous atmosphere of splashing water, were all shrouded in a hazy and scorching blur.

(Three thousand words of romance omitted here...)

On the other side of the battlefield, Luo Hongyi's figure, amidst the earth-shattering combined attack of those few, was like a red boat in a raging storm. It seemed as if she would be swallowed at any moment, yet in the nick of time, she would weave and flicker with incredible speed and angles.

The crimson sword light was not straightforward; instead, it transformed into thousands of scorching threads, seemingly floating lightly to meet the filthy black Devilish Qi, poisonous mist, and bone spikes. However, the moment the two made contact— "Sss—!"

Like a red-hot branding iron cutting into solidified grease, the terrifying skull Devilish Qi, foul-smelling poisonous mist, and psychedelic pink mist were easily pierced and torn apart by the seemingly slender crimson sword threads, emitting a harsh sound of being scorched and purified! The crimson sword threads did not lose momentum; as if possessing life, they followed the trajectory of the connection and shot back towards the casters!

"What?!" A gray-robed elder at the Peak Nascent Soul Stage was terrified beyond belief. The Lifebound Weapon he had unleashed was instantly destroyed by a sword thread, and the sword did not pause at all, flashing past his neck. The astonishment on the elder's face froze forever, his head soared into the sky, and just as his Nascent Soul was about to escape, it was burned into nothingness by the scorching Sword Intent that followed closely behind!

This was only the beginning. Luo Hongyi's figure seemed to multiply into countless versions, each one unleashing deadly Phoenix flames. The sword light was no longer simple hacking or stabbing, but had transformed into an exceptionally vast area. Within a radius of ten zhang, the temperature soared to a terrifying degree; the air distorted, the ground melted, and once those sinister Spells entered this range, their power would automatically diminish and disintegrate.

"If we don't risk our lives now, we're all going to die!" Old Ghost Yu Mo felt his scalp tingle. The Spell seals in his hands changed constantly, and countless pink Yin Qi surged out. The others also knew the stakes, desperately urging all the Devilish Qi in their bodies to unleash a full-power strike.

However, it was already too late. A crimson glint flashed in Luo Hongyi's eyes, and the long sword in her hand emitted a clear, crisp chime. From the sword body, a clear, flaming Phoenix phantom flew out.

"Screech—!" The illusory Phoenix cry shot straight into the clouds, exploding directly in the depths of everyone's Souls! Those two Peak Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators didn't even have time to react at all; they screamed, black blood overflowed from their seven orifices, and their protective light shields melted like ice thrown into the scorching sun.

"Urgh ah—!" Two short, shrill screams rang out almost simultaneously. Immediately after, their bodies fell straight from mid-air like puppets with severed strings. Before they even hit the ground, wisps of black smoke escaped from their pores—this was the Devilish Essence and Souls they had condensed through practicing Demonic Technique being purified and torn apart by the Phoenix fire.

Even for a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator, they were having a hard time under this sudden, invisible pressure. The two leading powerhouses at the Peak Soul Transformation Stage, with their profound cultivation, only felt as if their brains had been ruthlessly struck by a heavy hammer. Their Souls vibrated violently, their vision went black, the Devilish Qi in their bodies instantly became chaotic, their blood surged in reverse, and they nearly vomited blood on the spot. They hurriedly circulated their Cultivation Technique to forcibly stabilize their minds, but their faces were already pale, and the Devilish Qi surging around them had dimmed and scattered significantly; they had clearly suffered internal injuries.

The Demonic Technique they relied on to make their names trembled and swayed under that Phoenix cry, as if encountering a natural nemesis, its power greatly reduced.

"Damn it! How long has it been? Not only has this woman cleared her negative status, how has her cultivation skyrocketed? How can she be this strong?"

Old Ghost Yu Mo's face was as pale as paper, and a stormy sea had already risen in his heart. His original greed and palpitations had long been replaced by boundless terror. He could clearly feel that the pressure radiating from Luo Hongyi at this moment made his Soul tremble slightly.

Not only him, but the remaining few Soul Transformation powerhouses also all had pale faces, their eyes filled with undisguisable fear.

A taciturn Soul Transformation youth in the group moved his opened lips, his hoarse voice trembling noticeably: "This woman is extremely bizarre, her strength far exceeds our estimations, perhaps we should…" She wanted to say "running away is best" or "reconsider," the intention to retreat was already glaringly obvious.

"Shut up!" Old Ghost Yu Mo interrupted her abruptly, a flash of ruthlessness and killing intent in his eyes. How could he not want to retreat? But things had reached this point; they had nowhere left to retreat. Fleeing the Sect might allow them to live a little longer, but being targeted by such a figure and standing against the entire Heavenly Demon Sect, where could they escape to? Moreover…

He shouted sternly, his voice sounding sharp due to fear and determination: "It has come to this, you and I have no way back! This woman will not let any of us go! If you still harbor any wishful thinking, or hesitate now, you will only end up with no place to be buried!"

His gaze swept over his fearful companions, and he said coldly: "Everyone! I have a technique, its power is peerless, and I have confidence in severely injuring or even killing her! But it requires time!"

Hearing this, the others' eyes flickered, and finally, "Fine! We'll trust you this once!" "Let's fight to the death!"

Several people roared, suppressing the fear in their hearts, fierce light rising in their eyes again. One after another, they spat out blood essence, sparing no cost to urge their Lifebound Treasure and secret techniques. For a moment, Devilish Qi, ghostly wails, poisonous miasma, and evil light shot into the sky again. Although there were fewer people than before, the momentum was even more tragic and ferocious due to their desperation, like the last struggle of a dying Vicious Beast, sweeping towards that proudly standing red figure!

However, facing this seemingly ferocious dying counterattack, there was not the slightest ripple on Luo Hongyi's stunningly beautiful face. She didn't even immediately strike to interrupt the trump card that Old Ghost Yu Mo was obviously preparing; she just stood quietly in place, the red-gold flames around her body swaying slightly, reflecting in her eyes that looked down upon all living beings. That look was not serious, but a kind of condescending, almost indifferent amusement and… contempt. As if she were looking at a few ants baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, trying to shake a mountain.

"Boring." Her red lips parted slightly, spitting out two cold words, carrying a hint of undisguised annoyance. This hunt with such a disparity in strength had already exhausted her patience.

Just as the attacks unleashed by the Devil Heads with all their might were about to reach her, and Old Ghost Yu Mo's face was filled with wild joy, his secret Spell seal in his hands just about to be completed—Luo Hongyi moved. No, to be precise, it was the sword in her hand, and that Phoenix phantom, that moved.

"Clang—!" A sword sound as clear as the Nine Heavens Phoenix cry rang out. The red long sword in her hand flew out of her grip, suspended in the air. On the sword body, that Phoenix phantom shone brightly, instantly expanding and solidifying!

"Screech—!" An even higher-pitched, incomparably majestic Phoenix cry shook their Souls! The phantom seemed to have come completely alive. With a spread of its wings, it was dozens of zhang wide, composed entirely of the purest red-gold Phoenix True Flame. Every feather was clearly visible, burning with flames that purified the world.

The Phoenix phantom raised its head and cried out, then, carrying the terrifying momentum of burning the heavens and splitting the earth, sweeping through the universe, it crashed straight into the layered Demonic Technique and evil Spells that had gathered the life-long cultivation of several Soul Transformation Cultivators and seemed to destroy the world, as well as Old Ghost Yu Mo in the back who was casting Spells, his face a mix of wild joy and terror!

There was no earth-shattering collision sound. Only the tooth-aching "Sss Sss" sound, like a hot knife cutting through butter. Wherever the red-gold Phoenix passed, that monstrous Devilish Qi, hideous ghost shadows, foul-smelling poisonous miasma, and eerie pink light… all existence of filth and evil, like residual snow under the sun, instantly melted and vaporized, without even a shred of room for resistance. The so-called desperate strike was ridiculously fragile in front of that brilliant Phoenix sword light.

"No—!!!" "This is impossible!!!" The desperate roars came to an abrupt end.

The red-gold Phoenix phantom swept across everyone's bodies. There was no violent explosion, no flesh flying everywhere. The moment they were touched by the Phoenix True Flame, whether it was their protective light shields, defensive Magic Treasures, or their Physical Body, Nascent Soul, and Soul, they all, under that extreme high temperature and purifying power, silently turned into wisps of dissipating black smoke, then were completely swallowed by the flames, returning to nothingness.

On the spot, only a few deeper scorched marks remained, as well as the lingering, scorching and majestic aura in the air that made Souls tremble. Old Ghost Yu Mo's so-called "trump card" didn't even have the chance to be unleashed before it, along with his twisted remnant Soul, was eternally extinguished in this flame that purified everything.

Here, deathly silence returned. The red-gold Phoenix phantom cried out clearly, its figure shrinking, and it turned back into a stream of light, submerging into the quietly suspended red long sword. The long sword emitted a satisfied chime and automatically flew back into Luo Hongyi's hand. She didn't even look at the empty battlefield, as if she had just casually brushed away a few specks of dust. A red shadow flashed, and she disappeared.

And the ambiguous spring scenery and steam inside the Holy Son Peak bath seemed to have become even thicker.

"Saint, no… if this continues, Linglong… is going to break!"