As the words were spoken, the Taotie let out a furious roar, launching both fists directly at Xuantong Shu’s face.
Xuantong Shu remained unperturbed, a light chuckle escaping his lips, "Who would have thought, the ferocious beast Taotie would be so loyal to a mere human clan member."
As he spoke, his hand appeared before his face in an instant, catching Taotie’s incoming fists.
He was pushed half a step back by the unimaginable force of Taotie.
After all, human strength is no match for one of the Ancient Fierce Beasts, Taotie.
Taotie naturally noticed this, let out a howl, and continued pushing forward, trying to topple the old fellow.
But it was at this moment that an inhuman cold glint flashed across Xuantong Shu’s eyes, as he spoke in a chilling, sinister tone.
"A mere juvenile Taotie beast dares to act presumptuously before me?"
With those words, an indistinct but terrifyingly powerful Witch God appeared behind Xuantong Shu.
The Witch God pressed closely against Xuantong Shu’s back, extending an arm to grasp Taotie’s fists alongside him.
In the next moment, Taotie felt a surge of unimaginable strength flow from the opposite side.
His wrists shattered instantly, the power surged upward, shattering Taotie’s arms and shoulder blades, and bursting out from his back, leaving two deep fist imprints on a distant wall, sending up a cloud of dust.
Taotie groaned, yet quick to react, transformed into his true form at the moment of injury, opening his maw wide to bite at Xuantong Shu and the Witch God behind him.
As his massive mouth reached Xuantong Shu, he raised a hand and propped open Taotie’s mouth and pried forcefully.
With a crunch, Taotie’s jaw shattered, and he let out an exceedingly painful howl.
Xuantong Shu remained expressionless, lifted Taotie over his head with both hands, then hurled him away.
Under the tremendous strength of the protector Witch God, Xuantong Shu’s throw sent Taotie crashing onto a distant statue.
A loud rumble sounded as the tall statue was split in half by Taotie’s impact.
The top half toppled over, falling towards Xue An before the altar.
Xue An seemed unaware, about to be buried under countless fragments.
A figure suddenly appeared before Xue An, gently brushing aside all the debris with a wave of her delicate hand.
It was none other than Yue Qinghuan, who had been flung aside earlier.
At this moment, her face was as pale as paper, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. Even so, she trembled as she stood to protect Xue An.
Xuantong Shu sneered at the sight, "Such deep feelings and loyalty, yet it’s a pity he will never know of your deeds!"
Saying this, Xuantong Shu waved his hand casually, sending an invisible force to blast Yue Qinghuan aside again. This time, she fell even harder and could not rise for the moment.
Thus, she could only watch helplessly as Xuantong Shu strode towards Xue An, eyes filled with reluctance and despair.
Is this really the end?
Xue An!
Why won’t you wake up?
Coming before Xue An, Xuantong Shu scanned him briefly before letting out a sinister laugh.
"To think you’ve truly obtained the Fire God’s legacy, but unfortunately... such divine treasures are not meant for you!"
As he said this, he reached out to strike the top of Xue An’s head.
Yue Qinghuan shut her eyes, feeling utterly desolate within.
The flames began to rapidly coalesce, from their initial vibrant hues to a deep crimson, like blood.
The crimson flames, upon appearing, stretched like an artist’s brush, spontaneously sketching Xue An’s outline.
Starting with the face, then neck and shoulders, chest and arms...
In an instant, Xue An, who had turned completely transparent, was redefined in color by these crimson flames.
While still sitting cross-legged, and with eyes still closed,
In that moment, everyone felt the oppressive aura from this young man in white, making it hard for them to breathe.
Everyone was moved by it.
Yue Qinghuan beamed a smile, brushing back a lock of hair behind her ear, "He actually did it... This is going to be interesting."
Xuantong Shu realized something was amiss at this moment too.
The aura emanating from Xue An was simply terrifying.
So terrifying that it hardly seemed like that of an Immortal Venerable, even causing his Quasi-Saint self to tremble slightly.
So Xuantong Shu gritted his teeth, mustered all his cultivation level, and struck at Xue An with his palm.
He knew very well that if he couldn’t extinguish the threat in this moment, he might be the one in grave danger afterward.
Thus, his palm strike was filled with murderous intent, aiming to kill Xue An outright.
But before his hand could reach Xue An, just then, Xue An suddenly opened his eyes and gazed coldly at Xuantong Shu.
Xuantong Shu was struck with a massive shock, his unstoppable palm strike halted, and he was left standing stiffly in place.

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