I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Dongfang Zhuangshi didn’t want to have to stoop to this either.

But if An Lin really was just going to leave him here, he couldn’t do anything as he was unable to harm An Lin, so he really would be forced to remain here for all of eternity.

After seeing the cocky middle-aged man bow his head to him, An Lin was feeling a lot better, and he patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder. “Don’t worry. A mere Pangu sigil is a piece of cake for me. Watch me free you from this place!”

“Gasp…” Dongfang Zhuangshi drew a sharp intake of breath. For some reason, he felt like An Lin had suddenly grown in stature before his eyes.

It was quite an ordinary sentence, so why was it so thrilling to hear it coming from An Lin’s mouth?

“Then I’ll leave it to you, Mr. An Lin.” Dongfang Zhuangshi saluted respectfully toward An Lin.

An Lin waved his hand as he made his way toward the blue gate.

Xu Xiaolan trailed along behind him.

“Just stay here, Xiaolan. I can take care of something like this by myself!” An Lin dissuaded.

“If it really is that easy, then why can’t I tag long for some fun?” Xu Xiaolan was unconvinced. “Besides, I’m more proficient at playing with fire, so don’t even think about leaving me behind!”

An Lin could only heave a resigned sigh at the sight of the determination in Xu Xiaolan’s eyes. “Alright, but do be careful.”

Both of them knew that An Lin was only bluffing. What they were facing was a source of power left behind by Pangu. Even though this power wasn’t going to specifically target them, it was still going to be extremely dangerous.

“Oh, right, An Lin, try your best to control that little golden baby so that it doesn’t use my power. Otherwise, Pangu’s power might target you as well,” Dongfang Zhuangshi suddenly cautioned.

An Lin rolled his eyes. Use the power of the Demonic Blood Kirin? He was overestimating An Kirin.

An Kirin was currently far too busy priming himself in An Lin’s sea of vital energy in preparation for a battle against the vermilion bird. In his current state, he was definitely not going to be in the mood to come out anytime soon.

The two of them made their way toward the blue gate. An aura of extreme frost enveloped the opening of the passageway, and there were many beast tribe powerful beings inside the passageway that had been transformed into ice sculptures. All of them had expressions of shock and horror immortalized on their frozen faces.

They stepped into the gate, upon which an overwhelming frost power swept toward them.

An Lin could detect an indescribable power within the passageway. This was an absolute power, which seemed to be threatening to cleave apart heaven and earth…

Thankfully, that power ignored them.

An Lin unleashed his Divine Flames while Xu Xiaolan unleashed her holy flame as they continued onward.

They walked very quickly and passed the six-hundred-meter record in no time.

Dongfang Zhuangshi’s fists balled up involuntarily as he saw this. “As expected of An Lin and Xu Xiaolan! They are the true Soul Formation Stage cultivators of this world, and they are not going to disappoint me!”

Ao Niu, the Divine Poison Frog, and the groundhog: “…”

On a frosty blue path.

The further they walked, the more terrifying the frost power became.

Seven hundred meters, eight hundred meters…

Before he knew it, An Lin had already unleashed all four of his Divine Flames. Even so, the formidable chill still managed to seep into his body, and he felt as if he was slowly being frozen solid.

He shuddered slightly as he pulled out his high-rank immortal tool, the Divine Flame Bead, in order to enhance the power of his flames.

They were still being assaulted by waves of extreme frost, and the frost power had well and truly transcended beyond the Soul Formation Stage to reach the Return to Void Stage power.

Nine hundred meters…

An Lin looked at the white light about a hundred meters away, and his body shivered from the cold.

Right at this moment, the power of pure yang flowed into his body, giving him an indescribable sense of warmth.

“This is…” An Lin turned with astonishment on his face to discover Xu Xiaolan’s familiar warm, smiling face. Her holy flames surged and fused together perfectly with his Divine Flames.

The two flames fusing together was not just a simple one-plus-one equation. Not only did the temperature of the flames elevate explosively, but even the intent realm and the purity of the flames had received a significant boost.

Boom!

Sweltering temperatures erupted as the power of frost around them was forced into retreat.

The white holy flames fused with the four Divine Flames, creating a rainbow spectrum of flames that were extremely radiant and enchanting.

An Lin was struck by a feeling that every time he felt cold, Xiaolan would appear before him and bestow upon him the most glorious warmth this world had to offer.

He was no longer fearful of the cold, and his footsteps quickened as he approached the power core.

In the end, An Lin and Xu Xiaolan arrived directly below the power core.

The power core floated a hundred meters in the air, and it was in the form of a blue sigil that unleashed boundless frost power.

“Even the space around the sigil has been frozen and sealed. It looks like normal flame attacks won’t be able to reach it…” An Lin squinted as he looked up.

Only now, when they were standing right below the sigil, did they manage to comprehend just how terrifyingly powerful its restrictive power was.

Pangu’s power was not targeting them, but that didn’t mean that a power core of such immense power could be easily broken!

The Demonic Blood Kirin had told them that the power core could be easily broken if they arrived directly under the sigil and attacked it from there, as that was where it was most vulnerable.

However, this was only a simple task from the Demonic Blood Kirin’s perspective!

He never considered it from a Soul Formation Stage cultivator’s point of view!

Just the frosty spatial seal around the sigil was enough to stump all Soul Formation Stage cultivators!

Whoosh!

A red streak of light flew into the sky.

This was the Realm-Piercing Nail, and it was the only way An Lin could think of that could break this spatial seal!

The red streak of light pierced through the spatial seal, but the boundless power of frost immediately converged toward it, and the resistance became more and more powerful before it finally stopped right in front of the sigil.

“No good. It can break through the spatial seal, but the power of frost is too strong…” An Lin’s brows furrowed.

The overwhelming power of frost was still sweeping toward An Lin and Xu Xiaolan.

In this situation, their energy was being drained at an alarming rate in order to keep the frost power at bay. If they didn’t think of something soon, they would have to retreat for now.

A pleasant voice suddenly sounded at this moment, “Wouldn’t we be able to break through it if we had something that simultaneously possessed extremely high temperatures and the power to pulverize space?”

An Lin immediately realized what she was referring to, and at the same time, a soft, warm hand had already latched onto his as a certain connection began to appear.

It was as if they could see into each other’s hearts, and there was no need for words as the power of the Mutant Blood Phoenix erupted forth!

Two halves of a phoenix projection appeared in the air before fusing together to create a perfected phoenix.

Red flames exploded forth like an exploding red sun as energy engulfed heaven and earth, scattering the power of frost around them in a most violent manner.

Crack…

The sound of spatial seal cracking erupted.

Boundless flames soared into the air, breaking open the spatial seal. A destructive power then exploded forth like a nuclear bomb explosion as they drove away all the frost power and engulfed the blue sigil!