Lightning dissipated around him as terrifying flames fused together into dark purple fire.
Deep and eerie, a terrifying power swept across heaven and earth as the scorching firestorm collided with the frost tempest.
Li Guanqi gripped the Red Lotus Sword tightly with both hands. His Sword Ruins hummed—Apocalypse: Red Lotus!
Boom!
By now, most of the flesh across Li Guanqi's body had been sheared away, leaving him looking utterly gruesome.
Ghastly white bones lay exposed, and the barrier formed by the surging primal energy outside his body was exceedingly fragile.
Boom!
A scorching sword beam erupted abruptly as Li Guanqi slashed with all his might!
The terrifying sword light drained every drop of primal energy from his second dantian.
The sword light cleaved into the tempest, forging ahead like splitting bamboo, and ultimately tore open a narrow slit in the storm by sheer force!
And he flew in right behind the sword light.
Boom!
At the center of the tempest, Meng Wanshu sat cross-legged with an agonized expression.
Surging frost power poured out from within her body.
The violent power caused Li Guanqi's expression to shift slightly. Reaching out, he slowly touched her, only for a force capable of freezing heaven and earth to instantly spread toward him.
Li Guanqi wrapped it with the power of the heavenly flames, and only after a long moment did he manage to force it out of his body.
"What vicious cold poison!"
Looking at the agonized woman, Li Guanqi felt an ache in his own heart.
His expression grew solemn. Raising his hand, he shattered several hundred high-grade spirit stones, yet in the span of a single breath, the vast spiritual qi was frozen into countless falling ice flowers.
Whoosh!
Flame power instantly flared up in an explosion, turning the spiritual qi of heaven and earth into dense mist once more, which he drew into his body.
Under the circulation of his cultivation technique, the spiritual qi was swiftly refined.
Boom!
Bolstered by primal energy, the flame's power grew far more terrifying.
At the center of the tempest, a heavenly flame storm had actually formed!
Li Guanqi attempted to use the heavenly flames to seal out the frost tempest raging outside.
Yet the unending torrent of power surging from within Meng Wanshu instantly tore the coalesced flames to shreds.
Anxiety seized Li Guanqi's heart; he had no idea what to do next.
Within Meng Wanshu's dantian, a speck of light emanated a warm glow—it was Pengluo's power.
Were it not for this force, Meng Wanshu might not have even been able to suppress the cold poison and would have perished long ago.
Looking at the woman with her furrowed brows, Li Guanqi swore that no matter what, he had to save her!
Earlier, when He Yuning was critically injured, Li Guanqi had been misunderstood by everyone, condemned by thousands...
Not a single person had stood by his side or believed him.
Yet Meng Wanshu, after recognizing him, had stood by him with absolute conviction.
She had spoken those words: "I knew him before the rumors!"
Back then, she had seemed to glow with light, standing right in front of him when all around him was utter darkness and isolation.
Just as he prepared to dissolve the cold poison within Meng Wanshu with heavenly flame, Pengluo's intermittent voice suddenly reached his ears.
"Yang! Yang qi... masculine vigor... yang... ah, dammit... the root!!"
Everyone saw a big white radish whose limbs had not fully regrown standing atop a colossal dragon's head, plunging headfirst into the storm.
It was screaming its divine sense transmission with all its might.
Li Guanqi listened carefully and pieced together the gist of the broken words.
Immediately afterward, the expression on his mangled, flesh-flayed face turned wonderfully colorful.
Glancing down at Little Li, he hastily took stock of it and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness, it didn't freeze off..."
"Still... is what this big radish saying reliable?"
At the thought of Pengluo's words, Li Guanqi's heart gave a sudden lurch.
"Could it be that Wanshu traveled out this time precisely to suppress the cold poison in her body?"
"It seems that during all these years of cultivation, she accumulated a great deal of cold poison, causing the icy qi inside her to stagnate and ultimately mutate into cold poison."
"And the trap the enemies left behind was meant to completely ignite the cold poison within her!"
"Hmph! Dog bastards, what vicious methods."
Even so, all his rationalizing was just to mentally prepare himself first.
Looking at the woman before him with her delicately knit brows, Li Guanqi felt an inexplicable thrum of emotion.
What Pengluo said was very likely due to an imbalance of yin and yang, and he happened to be a fine young man brimming with vigorous blood and an abundance of yang qi.
It was just that...
The woman before him was currently like a tempest of frost, impossible to approach even an inch closer.
Let alone doing that kind of thing.
Li Guanqi scratched his head, at a loss for where to even begin.
Nonetheless, he slowly leaned down, circulating primal energy to mend his torn flesh so he would not look quite so terrifying.
At the same time, he called out softly, "Wanshu, can you hear me?"
Seated cross-legged where she was, the faint furrow between the woman's brows smoothed out slightly.
For once, a rare flush crept onto Li Guanqi's face. He parted his lips, hesitating for a long time, not knowing how to say it.
Saying such a thing felt ridiculous even to him... it sounded far too much like taking advantage of someone in danger.
Anxiety ate away at him. Seeing the cold poison erupting more and more violently, he still did not know how to broach the subject.
Yet right as he wrestled with himself, Meng Wanshu parted her lips slightly and exhaled a breath of frosty mist.
A flush of crimson actually crept across her pale face, and with brows full of shyness, she let out a soft "Mhm."
Li Guanqi started slightly, an inexplicable flutter stirring in his heart.
Drawing a slow, deep breath, Li Guanqi raised both hands.
Boom!
The powers of the three heavenly flames began to weave together frantically at this moment!
Dark purple flames, carrying immensely terrifying power, condensed within his palms.
In the span of a single breath, the horrific force shredded the flesh from Li Guanqi's hands, leaving behind only the desiccated bones of his ten fingers!
His eyes nearly tore at the corners, yet without the slightest retreat, Li Guanqi pressed his hands toward Meng Wanshu's lower abdomen and dantian.
Next, the flesh of his arms began to wither away, freeze solid, and shatter...
Yet Li Guanqi still did not back down in the least.
He knew this was his one and only chance.
"Ahhh!"
With a furious roar, the vitality and blood in his body surged to their peak, and his primal energy poured forth like a waterfall plunging off a cliff.
"Seal!"
With both of his arms reduced to bare white bone, the fiery power in his hands finally slammed down onto her lower abdomen.
The flame power instantly spread, turning into rune-like sealing power!
With this done, the dispersing cold poison of the tempest was finally suppressed considerably, though the storm raging outside remained vast and surging.
Li Guanqi collapsed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood as his face turned deathly pale.
From the sudden impact, Meng Wanshu also fell unconscious.
Without another word, Li Guanqi began stripping off his clothes. After all, time was of the essence—there was no time to lose, no time!
As the temperature of the heavenly flames rose, the fire over Meng Wanshu's lower abdomen formed what looked like a fiery totem.
Her originally snow-white skin now revealed a faint flush of pink.
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