These two were precisely the Six-Winged and the Ice Phoenix, pursued all the way across continents by the true immortal Ma Liang. "How could this be any different? It's likely that their alliance with the Blood Path sects on the Blood Sky Continent—those combined ambushes—have truly enraged them. But now, discussing these details is of no use. You still have a way to escape that celestial threat behind you, don't you? This time, he'll probably catch up with you within two hours." The Ice Phoenix replied with a scowl. "If there were any other options, I'd have already sacrificed a significant portion of my true energy. Heh, it seems this time, we truly have to become inseparable companions, bound by fate." The Six-Winged said calmly. "Hmph! Who's going to be your inseparable companion? Just settle yourself in a meditative posture and I'll lend you a helping hand with my secret technique." The Ice Phoenix lightly spat, then with a determined resolve. "With your current strength, what can you possibly do?" The Six-Winged asked, slightly surprised. "Though my cultivation falls far short of yours, my true form is a direct descendant of the Five-Color Heavenly Phoenix lineage, possessing certain innate techniques and secret arts of such subtlety and wonder that you could hardly imagine them." The Ice Phoenix spoke with a touch of pride. "Since you've said that, then I shall treat my current situation as if I were healing a dying horse with a live one." Six-Winged's expression brightened, and after taking a deep breath, he said. The ethereal image of the ice phoenix raised its head and emitted a clear, resonant cry. As its wings trembled, countless shimmering filaments surged forth from within and instantly vanished into the orb before it. At that moment, the orb resonated loudly, with layers of dense, pure qi gathering on its surface and rapidly coalescing into a viscous, liquid-like state. Then, the ice phoenix gritted its teeth and gently tapped the orb with a finger. A sharp "whoosh" sounded. The orb trembled and, in an instant, dissolved into nothingness, vanishing into the back of the six-winged creature. Following this, the phoenix murmured softly, continuously pressing seals with both hands, her fingers moving like a wheel. A luminous, translucent aura radiated from her body, and gradually, her face began to grow pale and translucent, making her appear extraordinarily otherworldly from a distance. At the same time, Liu Six-Wings felt that from a living source point behind him, countless strands of extraordinary cold energy were surging out toward various meridians, gradually gathering into a concentrated pool of true qi at the dantian. The previously seated, frail, translucent figure at the dantian instantly stirred to life upon coming into contact with this true qi, dancing and beaming with joy. "This is your fundamental essence—how remarkable that you've been able to directly channel it into me!" Liu Six-Wings could no longer contain his astonishment and excitement, opening his eyes wide. "Thank goodness you and I share the same rare cold constitution, and our cultivation of fundamental techniques are somewhat similar; otherwise, even if I were willing to offer my own fundamental essence, I would have been utterly unable to accomplish it." The Ice Phoenix spoke matter-of-factly. "With your fundamental essence flowing into me, I can certainly re-activate my secret techniques and escape within a short time. However, since your cultivation level remains relatively low, I doubt this method could be sustained for more than a few instances." "We'll have to think of another way to escape," said the six-winged one, her eyes flashing with a glint of cold light, as she pondered. "Well, what's your new plan?" the Ice Phoenix asked, her expression shifting. "I actually had a strategy in mind to divert the crisis eastward, but previously, the madman pursued us so fiercely that we never had the opportunity to implement it. Now, with your fundamental essence flowing into me to secure time, I believe it's finally possible to put it into action," said the six-winged one, with no hesitation. "Then, what are you waiting for? Quickly convert your true energy and act now!" the Ice Phoenix raised her brows, speaking with clear impatience. "Heh, I didn't need your reminder—once I've recovered a bit, we'll immediately head for the nearest city that has a teleportation array, and then swiftly proceed to the territory of the Jiaochi clan." I've already found out. The Jiaochi clan ranks among the top-tier powerhouse factions on the Leiming Continent, with a substantial number of cultivators at the Great Transcendence level—there's certainly a good chance we can keep this True Immortal madman occupied." Six-Winged said without hesitation. Suddenly, a thunderclap echoed from afar, and a patch of green cloud materialized, swelling into a vast sea of mist that surged toward them. The slender young man showed no surprise, merely turning his head slightly to gaze at the misty sea. A thunderbolt roared. As the green mist reached the vicinity of the Blood River, it coalesced into a single point, instantly transforming into a towering green mage, a thousand zhang high. The mage bore a straight, single horn on its head, its body covered in thousands of green eyes, and one hand cradled a golden stupa. "It's impossible! Tianxiang Daojun possesses boundless power, and with the Great Array of Gailing City supporting him, how could he have fared so poorly!" All the eyes on the green statue's body surged wildly, emitting a voice filled with shock and outrage. "You needn't be surprised. Should you not hand over the two statements I seek, you would have fallen just as he did—exactly the same fate." The slender young man spoke calmly, as though the green statue were nothing more than a mere afterthought. "Which two people?" This time, the green statue was genuinely taken aback. "These two youths—have you ever seen them before?" With a flick of his finger from within his sleeve, the young man sent a scroll soaring forth. As it unfurled in the wind, it gradually unfolded to reveal a vivid portrait of a pair of figures—none other than the images of Liu Yi and Bing Feng. "These seem unfamiliar to us of the Jiaochi clan. How could I possibly have seen them? What connection do they hold with you, and why have you come to our clan seeking their whereabouts?" The green magical statue's eyes glistened and immediately responded with a resonant hum. "This answer is not satisfactory. Right now, it is I who is asking the questions, not you responding to mine. If you don't know, then I shall grant you three days to summon these two individuals. Should you fail, I shall proceed city by city, offering blood sacrifices to your entire Jiaochi ethnic group." Upon hearing this, the slender young man remained calm, neither angered nor agitated. With a simple finger gesture, he rolled the scroll back into his sleeve and spoke composedly. "To offer blood sacrifices to your entire clan—hah! Such a jest, I have never heard in all my life. At this very moment, I can tell you plainly: not only do I not know these two individuals, even if I did, I would never hand them over to you." The green magical statue's eyes suddenly flashed with intense light, and it laughed with rising indignation. "Since you refuse to drink the wine offered, then stay—become part of the blood sacrifices." Upon hearing this, the slender young man's lips curled with a touch of scorn. As soon as the young man spoke, he made no immediate move, yet a thunderous roar erupted from the blood river beneath him, and a dozen crimson ribbons shot out, spiraling directly toward the green magical statue. The green statue, far from remaining passive, roared loudly and hurled his golden tower toward the young man, then instantly expanded it to a colossal scale, pressing it down with immense force. At the same time, countless magical eyes on its surface flashed, and dense streams of green light surged forth, piercing through the dozen crimson ribbons. For a moment, the sky above the blood river shimmered with green mist, and the thunderous clamor echoed throughout the heavens. At the other end, a slender young man held a soft, pale green orb in his hands. Inside, a small figure with a single horn on its head struggled desperately, clearly terrified, yet unable to break free from the faint, translucent light membrane surrounding it. After studying the figure within the orb for a moment, the young man smiled grimly, inserting one finger into the orb and precisely pressing it onto the horned figure’s head. The figure screamed in agony, its body convulsing, and then became completely motionless within the orb. After a full cup of tea’s worth of time, the young man withdrew his finger thoughtfully, paused briefly, then tossed the orb downward into the blood river, rolling a shimmering aura around it as it dissolved into a radiant golden glow and sank into the river. Instantly, the river resonated with a hum, waves surged violently, and the water began to roll forward, carrying countless splintered limbs and blood streams in a steady flow toward a specific direction. …At the same time, far beyond countless miles, two seemingly ordinary Jiaochi族 people—a man and a woman—were desperately rushing toward another major Jiaochi city located not far away. "Truly unexpected," the female Jiaochi said, sighing suddenly, "this method actually works. When that true immortal madman arrived in Gailing City, he immediately blood-sacrificed every living being in the city without a word. Even the senior Jiaochi cultivator stationed there, whose essence body was protected, was completely extracted and annihilated."