The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 236. Big boss is about to appear

After obtaining the Dragon Seed, Fang Zhou immediately carried Wu Lin on his shoulder and ran back. Staying any longer would soon turn them into dried corpses from the heat.

Just as he ran out the gate of the Dragon Fire Cave and before he could catch a breath of fresh air, a figure suddenly lunged at him from the side.

The timing of this ambush was almost flawless; the only flaw was that it was too slow.

Fang Zhou had enough time to take a breath, then turned around and kicked. The opponent hurriedly raised their hands to block, but was instantly sent flying.

It was only then that he turned around and saw clearly that the person who ambushed him was Deng Yunlan.

"Be careful, this person is very strong."

Wu Lin quickly reminded him. She knew that Fang Zhou was powerful, but even the strong could have mishaps if not careful, especially since Fang Zhou was carrying her on one shoulder, holding keys and Fire Seed with the other, making him less mobile.

"Is this the person who hurt you?"

Fang Zhou stared intently at Deng Yunlan. "I’ll get back at them for you."

Wu Lin felt very happy that Fang Zhou cared so much about her and wanted to stand up for her, but she still struggled and said, "Quick, put me down."

Fang Zhou reached out and gave her a pinch on the rear. "Don’t move."

Wu Lin shivered all over and obediently lay still on Fang Zhou’s shoulder.

Deng Yunlan shook her almost numb hands, looking at Fang Zhou with cautious eyes. That kick almost broke her hands; his strength was terrifying.

Upon hearing the conversation between Fang Zhou and Wu Lin, Deng Yunlan sneered coldly. "Indeed, if I hadn’t been so soft-hearted just now, I would have turned her into a corpse..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Deng Yunlan felt a chill in her heart as something flashed in her vision.

She hurriedly twisted her body to dodge. The Xuanyuan Sword pierced through her shoulder, bursting into a splash of blood.

Deng Yunlan rolled on the ground, dodging the Xuanyuan Sword’s second attack, glancing sideways to spot another Xuanyuan Sword under Fang Zhou’s foot.

She was greatly shocked. Two Flying Swords?

Deng Yunlan had no time to think about why Fang Zhou had two Flying Swords. The Xuanyuan Sword relentlessly chased, swift and fierce, tiring her out with just one sword.

Within a few breaths, she accumulated several more wounds on her body. The solid flesh forged by Secret Techniques was as fragile as paper under the edge of the Xuanyuan Sword.

Suddenly, Deng Yunlan reached towards Fang Zhou, and a silver chain flew out from Wu Lin, landing in her hand.

As the Xuanyuan Sword shot towards her again, Deng Yunlan threw the silver chain, which wrapped around the Xuanyuan Sword like a long snake.

Before she could catch her breath, the Xuanyuan Sword entangled in the chain instantly transformed into three swords.

Along with the one under Fang Zhou’s foot, four Xuanyuan Swords made Deng Yunlan’s face turn ashen with terror.

Like Ya Zi’s slave, Deng Yunlan instantly mistook the masked man before her to be at the Innate Realm.

The three Xuanyuan Swords slashed towards Deng Yunlan. She could only futilely wave the silver chain, desperately entangling two of them, while the last one flashed past her.

Deng Yunlan was panic-stricken, yet no new wounds appeared on her body. Instead, her clothes tore open with a ripping sound, revealing her bare body, along with a Demon Sect iron token that fell to the ground.

Wu Lin was dumbfounded, never having seen such a move.

Fang Zhou was about to whistle, but upon seeing Deng Yunlan’s body, he quickly held it back.

Deng Yunlan’s figure was not bad, but from her shoulders to her thighs were tattoos of two majestic tigers, as well as multiple scars, remnants from using Secret Techniques to forge her body.

Seeing the tattoos on Deng Yunlan, Fang Zhou remembered a spell Yu Qing had told him about, which allows one to seal a demon beast’s Divine Soul within their body to form a Beast Pattern, enhancing the physique and calling upon it for aid in battle.

Deng Yunlan stood trembling in place, her face filled with fear, looking utterly terrified.

Just as Fang Zhou was about to finish her off, the entire Volcanic Pit suddenly quivered slightly, and the giant iron chains that stretched into the molten lava clattered and shook.

"Oh no, the Fire Dragon is waking up."

Wu Lin’s expression changed dramatically, and she urgently said to Fang Zhou, "Hurry, place the Dragon Seed on the seal."

"Too late!"

Deng Yunlan suddenly charged at Fang Zhou, her face twisted with malice, as the tattoos on her chest and back lit up, transforming into the phantom of two majestic tigers roaring and lunging at Fang Zhou from both sides.

Fang Zhou threw an Illusion Control Technique directly at her, swiftly followed by a shot of Invisible Sword Energy, then turned and flew towards the Volcanic Pit with Wu Lin on his shoulder.

Deng Yunlan was first hit by the Illusion Control Technique, showing a vacant expression. Immediately after, the Invisible Sword Energy struck her forehead, penetrating straight through.

As Deng Yunlan perished, the two tiger phantoms also dissipated.

Fang Zhou, carrying Wu Lin, arrived above the Volcanic Pit. The Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire had already burned a large hole in the seal, as if a lid covering the pit had been burned through.

The molten lava at the bottom of the pit was no longer calm but rolled and quaked, countless bubbles surging up.

It was Fang Zhou’s first time coming; he had wondered what the massive chains deeply embedded in the molten lava were for, but now he understood they were to restrain the Fire Dragon beneath the lava.

These chains now clattered as if the Fire Dragon in the lava was pulling them, raising concern that they might snap at any moment.

Beside the Volcanic Pit, the Calabash Brothers had already dealt with more than a dozen Demon Cultists, but apart from the third brother, all were injured, having won not easily.

Fang Zhou flew directly to the seal, asking Wu Lin, "What should I do?"

Wu Lin recalled the details her mother had told her: "Drip the Dragon Seed onto the seal, then we’ll go find the Sect Master."

Wu Tie had once told her that if the seal had issues, dripping the Fire Seed of the Dragon Fire onto the seal could temporarily reinforce it, buying some time, then notify the Heavenly Sword Sect to handle it.

Fang Zhou thought it was more complicated, not expecting it to be so simple.

Now was not the time for doubt. He immediately turned the key, letting a drop of the Fire Dragon’s Life Essence fall, dripping onto the seal.

The seal, originally invisible and intangible, had been burned visible by the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire. The Fire Seed drop immediately traced white lines along the original pattern of the seal.

White flames erupted as the white lines touched the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire. The two differently colored flames burned and consumed each other, like two monsters fighting to the death.

Yet the white lines continued to trace along the seal, repairing areas damaged by the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire.

Watching this, Fang Zhou couldn’t help but feel a bit reflective, sealing the Fire Dragon with the Fire Dragon’s Life Essence; the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect was indeed talented. Who knew what deep vendetta they had with the Fire Dragon.

However, the matter wasn’t over. The molten lava in the Volcanic Pit churned more violently, like a barrel filled with water shaking fiercely, with large amounts of lava splashing and thick smoke nearly engulfing the entire volcanic mouth.

A strong sense of dread suddenly filled everyone’s hearts present.