Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 1071: The Flames of Betrayal

Chapter 1071: The Flames of Betrayal

The other human cultivators were gripped by terror.

Forgetting about expelling the poison, they leaped to their feet and warily scanned their surroundings.

Kenny Lin stood with his back to the light while holding his weapon.

His facial expression was obscured, but the oppressive aura surrounding him was chilling.

"Are you also a disciple of the Green Lotus Sect?" Several Body Integration stage cultivators glared at Kenny Lin in anger. "Even with devils and demonic beasts here, you dare attack human cultivators!"

"Trash."

Kenny Lin’s expression was as indifferent as ever, his thin lips uttering the word coldly.

The Body Integration stage cultivators were furious.

"Arrogant to the extreme!"

"Everyone, let’s join forces. These two people carry the treasures of the Pixiu clan. If we hesitate any longer, once others arrive, our chances will vanish," said the human cultivator who had been pierced through the shoulder, his tone filled with venom.

It dawned on the crowd that delaying any further was indeed unwise.

The spatial rift outside wouldn’t hold back most powerful figures for long.

Once they broke through and entered the forbidden ground, there would be little left to gain.

In an instant, even the devils and demonic beasts no longer hesitated.

Some of them immediately rushed toward Amalia, while others lunged at Kenny Lin.

The majority of them targeted Amalia, led by the "informed" few whose eyes glimmered with unmistakable greed as they advanced on her.

Amalia dismissed the protective field of the Inverse Emperor Bell and instead wielded it directly as a weapon.

The person leading the charge only guarded against being trapped by the Inverse Emperor Bell.

He hadn’t anticipated that she wouldn’t even attempt to do so.

As he dodged, the Inverse Emperor Bell abruptly changed direction and struck him squarely.

With a sickening thud, blood spurted from his mouth as he was sent flying.

"Boom!"

Heavy footsteps resounded as a figure suddenly appeared behind the airborne man.

Without warning, he swung the Riverbed Timber Wood in his hands and slamming it into the man’s back with a resounding crash.

The unguarded Body Integration stage cultivator was severely injured by the powerful blow, his combat strength reduced by more than seventy percent.

At the same time, the elderly demonic beast in her human guise felt a chill down her spine, realizing she was being locked onto by a deadly killing intent.

Without hesitation, she revealed her true form.

With the sound of fabric tearing, a long red tail unfurled from behind her and extending two meters.

A deep crimson head emerged from beneath her clothes, revealing the true form of a Crimson Bubble Fox.

A fiery arrow shot through the void, aimed directly at the Crimson Bubble Fox.

The fox bared her sharp teeth, her pupils turning dark red as the fur on her tail stiffened into unyielding barbs that lashed out.

The two forces collided with a deafening roar.

The wind-blown flames seemed weak at first, but as they touched the fur on the Crimson Bubble Fox’s tail, they burst into a fierce blaze.

The Crimson Bubble Fox let out a sharp scream, her body slamming into a wall as she tried to extinguish the flames by rubbing against it.

Instead, the fire spread even faster, quickly engulfing her entire body.

"What kind of fire is this? Help me!" the Crimson Bubble Fox screamed for aid.

The Dalmandur, who had just arrived, recoiled in terror, instantly recognizing the flames.

"Phoenix True Flame! How can it be Phoenix True Flame? Aren’t phoenixes extinct?"

The revelation shocked everyone.

Phoenix True Flame was said to be a legendary flame that had vanished during the era of the Great War.

No one dared to approach the Phoenix True Flame.

It was rumored to be so overwhelming that no flame in existence could rival it.

Those who came into contact with it were said to be doomed without exception.

The Crimson Bubble Fox, consumed by the flames, burned alive, her primordial soul obliterated as well.

Sensing that her primordial soul had vanished entirely from existence, leaving no chance for reincarnation, the crowd’s gazes toward Kenny Lin and Amalia were now tinged with deeper apprehension.

Three Body Integrationstage cultivators and a King level Devil suddenly launched an attack, converging from four directions to besiege Amalia and Kenny Lin.

Among them was the proposer, Dalamandur, while the three Pixiu beside them were ignored entirely.

By this stage of the battle, everyone present had realized that most of the treasures from the Nine Heaven Pixiu’s vault were in Amalia and Kenny Lin’s possession.

The countless treasures the two of them had used so far left little room for doubt.

Amalia unleashed a slash with her blade, the domineering wind from the strike instantly tearing through the void, causing faint spatial cracks to appear.

Kenny Lin was not far behind.

With a wave of his sword, a violent burst of sword energy imbued with a dark aura followed closely behind Amalia’s blade wind, targeting Dalamandur.

The overwhelming sense of danger in the air made Dalamandur’s face change drastically.

The combined attack of these two was far more powerful than anticipated.

It was widely acknowledged that although everyone feared them, the real reason was not their strength but their endless arsenal of treasures and Amalia’s Phoenix True Flame.

Relying on their treasures, the power they could unleash was enough to make their opponents retreat.

However, if they were stripped of their treasures, the Body Integration stage cultivators would not take them seriously.

This belief had led Dalamandur to let his guard down momentarily and fall victim to their strategy.

He narrowly avoided a large portion of the sword energy but was forced to endure several slashes of blade energy.

The blade energy entered his body, and Dalamandur’s expression immediately changed.

His spiritual power began to feel slightly out of control.

He wanted to warn everyone that Amalia’s blade energy was peculiar, but the words stopped at his lips.

If only he were injured, it would benefit the others.

Only if everyone faced the same predicament would it be fair.

With this selfish mindset, Dalamandur deliberately chose not to alert the others and instead focused on evading Amalia’s blade energy.

This so-called alliance had never been stable.

Everyone who was struck by Amalia’s blade energy and noticed something strange failed to warn the others.

This selfish behavior hastened the collapse of the alliance.