Chapter 274
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Chapter 274: The Seal Shatters
The mountain collapsed rapidly, boulders tumbling down while stone fragments whirled through the air. The group watched from afar, coldness creeping into their hearts. Had they failed to escape earlier, they would’ve been buried beneath the mountains. Though their cultivation levels were exceptional—each an elite groomed by their sect—even mortal kings would bow to them. Yet before nature’s wrath, they felt like mere ants. While they could deflect rubble or shatter boulders, none dared claim they’d withstand such relentless force forever. Sooner or later, their true qi would drain, leading to death and Annihilation of Spirit.
As they pondered this, Ye Yun suddenly shouted.
"What’s wrong?" Su Yinxue reacted first, urgency in her voice.
"Not sure, but we must leave. My instincts scream danger," Ye Yun shook his head, face grim.
"Then move!" Su Ling grabbed Ye Yun’s arm, dragging him forward.
Duan Chenfeng rubbed his nose, chuckling. "The mountain’s already gone—what’s left to fear? Ye Yun, you’re getting jumpy."
Yu Minghong countered, "Brother Ye’s true qi hasn’t recovered. Finding him safety should be our priority."
"Enough talk," Su Yinxue cut in. She gripped Ye Yun’s arm, true qi surging as they shot forward.
Boom!
Within half an incense stick’s time, the entire mountain crumbled. Rubble and dust blotted the sky. Yet amid the chaos, a dazzling light erupted from below, piercing heavenward.
The light beam, thick as a barrel, shimmered with rainbow hues. Inside, countless shadowy forms writhed. As it expanded to several zhang wide, the shapes clarified—thousands of spirit beasts crowded within, slowly regaining their true sizes.
Unlike common beasts, spirit beasts had two origins. The first came from bloodline reproduction, each generation weaker than the last unless rare bloodline purification occurred. The second type, like the Divine Feather Vulture King, began as lowly beasts. Through Bloodline Awakening and surviving heavenly tribulations, they ascended to ninth-level spirit beasts, eventually striving to become immortal beasts capable of devastating the world.
This beam held thousands of such creatures. If any had endured tribulations themselves, their power would dwarf anything Foundation Establishment disciples could handle.
The beam kept swelling. After an hour, its diameter surpassed twenty zhang. The spirit beasts inside roared eagerly, sensing freedom.
Whoosh!
Two hours later, at a hundred zhang wide, a gap tore open. Spirit beasts poured out, circling the sky but not departing.
Beneath the collapsed mountain, a fiery glow rose—a flickering mass wreathed in pure azure flames. The spirit beasts trembled, prostrating as it emerged.
The flaming mass rippled, then sprouted wings—translucent as cicada wings, wreathed in fire, dazzlingly beautiful.
The pair of cicada-like wings suddenly flapped open, instantly spreading to two zhang in length. With a loud crack, the glowing orb burst apart, sending hundreds of fiery streaks shooting in all directions.
The flames struck boulders, shattering them to pieces. When they landed on towering trees, the ancient trunks turned to ash instantly. Some flames hit spirit beasts frozen in fear—dozens erupted into fire and vanished without a sound, leaving no trace behind.
A crimson spirit beast materialized in the sky. It bore a lion’s head, each strand of its mane flickering with blue flames that accentuated its blazing fur.
This fire lion, spanning two zhang with translucent wings, seemed born from primordial flames. It possessed supreme mastery over fire, feeding on the world’s flames to fuel its power.
Had Su Yinxue witnessed this, she would’ve recoiled in terror—this winged lion was the True Fire Flying Lion, legendary mount of the Fire God.
“Huh? The True Fire Flying Lion?”
The voice drifted from ash-covered woods miles away.
“Idiot! Shut up and RUN!” Another voice hissed. Rustling foliage betrayed fleeing figures.
Above, the lion flicked its wings. Twin fire beams shot from its eyes toward the woods.
BOOM!
Flames erupted everywhere at once, swallowing the entire forest. A pillar of fire lit the sky crimson for miles.
Screams pierced the inferno. The five Tian Zhu Peak disciples burned to cinders instantly, their spirits extinguished.
These disciples had rejoiced when the mountain collapsed, eager to scavenge treasures. Little did they know the peak had sealed these spirit beasts—until Ye Yun shattered the stone giant anchoring the array. The broken seal unleashed the horde.
Terrified by the beasts, the disciples stayed motionless, knowing even advanced cultivators couldn’t survive such numbers. But one gasped upon seeing the winged lion—a fatal mistake. Though miles apart, the lion’s fiery gaze reduced them to ash.
Ignoring the charred remains, the lion stretched and turned north. With an earth-shaking roar, it vanished toward the horizon.
The trembling spirit beasts slowly stirred, scattering until the skies cleared.
Ye Yun staggered into an ancient grove with Su Yinxue’s support, collapsing beneath hundred-zhang trees.
“That light beam!” Yu Minghong panted against a trunk. “Spirit beasts—thousands!”
“Forget the horde. Did you see the last beast?” Su Ling shuddered.
“The lion? Looked tasty.” Duan Chenfeng grinned despite the tension.
“That was the True Fire Flying Lion—the Fire God’s steed!” Su Yinxue’s voice trembled. “How’s it in the Soul-Cutting Mountains?”
“Exaggerated, no?” Ye Yun raised an eyebrow.
“Even as a cub, its power rivals my father’s.”
“What?!” Four voices chorused.
Su Hao—Seventh Level of Foundation Establishment, a future Golden Pill Dao expert—equaled by a juvenile beast?
How could such a creature appear during their trial?
