When Fang Zhou threw Aya out from the gourd, she was still bewildered, but was immediately frozen stiff by the severe cold in the cave, her limbs quickly covered by a layer of frost.
Without needing Fang Zhou’s reminder, Aya hurriedly took out the purified Soul Fire from her belongings and swallowed it,
Her Soul Power instantly surged, and a cloak and armor as red as fire appeared out of thin air, covering Aya’s body, driving away the surrounding chill.
While maintaining the Sword Slash and clashing with the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix, Fang Zhou shouted to Aya, "Catch her!"
Before Fang Zhou spoke, Aya’s gaze was already fixed on the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix.
Without wasting words, she sprinted forward like a cannonball, the vivid red line trailing her cloak and armor.
A streak of firelight appeared in her hand, swiftly forming into a Holy Sword with flaming patterns and elven script.
With the Holy Sword in hand, Aya was engulfed in raging flames, emitting scorching heat that drove away the cold and frost along her path.
The Beiming Heavenly Phoenix initially paid little attention to Aya’s appearance, until it noticed her blazing presence charging forward with formidable momentum and showed a hint of surprise.
The massive Phoenix Illusion flapped its wings, kicking up a storm wrapped in snow and ice, sweeping towards Aya.
The Holy Sword in Aya’s hand transformed into burning flames that she swung forward fiercely, and the flames grew rapidly, forming a dazzling pillar of fire sweeping forward.
The ice and frost along the way melted in the high temperatures, and the sweeping storm was instead ignited by the flames.
Helped by the wind, the flames spread wildly, turning the entire underground cave into a sea of fire in an instant.
The cold space created by the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix was immediately flipped by Aya, turning hotter than a volcano.
The rapid temperature change in this brief moment caused numerous cracks to appear in the cave walls around them, looking ready to collapse at any moment.
The Beiming Heavenly Phoenix was extremely uncomfortable in such a hot environment, compounded by the forced control of its body causing damage, and suddenly facing two enemies, the thought of retreat arose in its heart.
This bird was very decisive; realizing things couldn’t be done and there were dangers, it immediately withdrew, hurriedly retreating and flying towards the cave exit.
Just as it turned to flee, an invisible attack came face-on.
Before the fight began, Fang Zhou had already secretly sent Bi An to ambush behind the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix; with the tailwind, it could prevent the Phoenix from escaping, while headwind allowed a quick retreat, achieving both ends.
The Beiming Heavenly Phoenix detected Bi An’s attack but didn’t make any counter moves. Its rear Phoenix Illusion remained, wings folding together as its strongest defense.
But this strongest defense was useless against Bi An, who directly used her innate abilities, piercing through the Phoenix Illusion, swinging a punch toward the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix, canceling the ability upon impact.
The Beiming Heavenly Phoenix realized something was wrong too late, getting hit squarely in the face by Bi An’s punch.
A crisp punch sound echoed, and the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix was struck down like a cannonball, slamming onto the ground with a boom.
Aya swiftly followed, landing beside the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix, pointing the Holy Sword at it.
Fang Zhou previously said to catch, not to kill, otherwise Aya would have swung the sword down.
The Beiming Heavenly Phoenix was about to struggle up when the Holy Sword stopped it cold, its movement halting immediately. This Holy Sword contained Fire Power that it greatly detested, capable of injuring its Divine Soul.
Fang Zhou also landed beside them, and seeing himself surrounded, the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix closed its eyes abruptly, collapsing to the ground, its hair quickly returning to black.
This damn bird is so shameless, hiding immediately when danger approaches, dumping Ming Aoshuang to deal with it.
He wanted to ask the foul bird a few more questions, but it unexpectedly retreated.
Aya looked at the already unconscious enemy, then glanced around curiously, asking, "Where is this place?"
She had been inside the gourd all along, unaware of the events outside.
Fang Zhou could only briefly explain the situation to Aya.
As Fang Zhou explained, Ming Aoshuang finally woke up.
She sat up from the ground in a daze, then gasped, covering her face, "Hiss—what happened, my face hurts so much."
Fang Zhou squatted down, holding Ming Aoshuang’s face, examining it, heartbroken, "The Beiming Heavenly Phoenix is too vile, giving you a facial injury, but fret not, I carry healing medicine, I’ll treat it promptly; no scars will be left."
Upon hearing her face was injured, Ming Aoshuang quickly pushed Fang Zhou’s hand away, forming a smooth ice block in her palm as a mirror to self-inspect.
No matter their personality, women care about their appearance.
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Yet seeing her injured face made Ming Aoshuang furious.
Her face had been flawless since childhood, now it was beaten into a pig’s head, truly hateful.
"Hmm? What are you doing?"
Ming Aoshuang suddenly noticed Fang Zhou holding a strange object.
Fang Zhou pocketed the Image Keeping Stone, then handed over a healing elixir, "This elixir clears bruises, promotes circulation, take it quickly."
Ming Aoshuang silently accepted the elixir and took it, then noticed the distinguished woman clad in armor standing beside.
Ming Aoshuang was startled, for the strong and intense aura exuding from Aya made her feel a hint of repulsion and fear.
Fang Zhou casually replied, "She’s my friend, Aya."
Aya nodded gently to Ming Aoshuang in greeting, not showing much enthusiasm towards strangers.
Ming Aoshuang suspiciously asked, "How did she get in?"
Were they not trapped in this miserable place together, how did this woman named Aya enter?
Fang Zhou casually lied, "She came to find me and got trapped here too."
Ming Aoshuang glanced at Fang Zhou doubtfully, full of disbelief.
"How come I haven’t seen her before?"
Sixty cultivators entered Refining Immortal City with her, she remembered each clearly, and among them, there was definitely no Aya.
Aya’s blond hair and blue eyes, appearance and demeanor were so outstanding, had she been among the sixty, Ming Aoshuang wouldn’t forget.
Fang Zhou sighed, displeased with Ming Aoshuang’s relentless questioning, "I brought her into Refining Immortal City; do you have a problem with that?"
If you see through but do not speak, we can be pals; this woman has zero emotional intelligence, deserves being friendless.
Oh, there’s Xiao Yin, but Xiao Yin is welcoming to everyone, not quite counting.