The Windfire Mountain of the Ye family was mostly engulfed in towering flames, but there were still a few places that remained unscathed, seemingly protected by formations.
The Windfire Mountain was generally divided into a main peak and three smaller peaks. The main peak was three to four hundred zhang tall, with the upper half appearing as if a section had been cut off out of nowhere, constantly dropping countless pieces of rubble, accompanied by booming sounds.
However, the back of the main peak was shrouded in a large patch of strange red mist, untouched by the flames. Zhang Ling transformed into a streak of yellow light and flew towards the red mist.
Sensing it slightly, he discovered that the red mist contained a significant amount of wind and fire power, enveloping the area of more than ten li at the foot of the mountain, while isolating the nearby flames.
Having studied many formations, he immediately recognized that this was a formation set up by someone using the power of wind and fire, which even had the effect of using fire to avoid fire.
"Senior Zhang, the area below is where the ancestor usually cultivated in seclusion. However, after the ancestor passed away, this place was turned into a family forbidden area." Ye Chenming's expression was not good. He didn't know what changes had occurred in the family, but seeing Zhang Ling arrive here, he quickly explained.
"Forbidden area? It seems like there's some unrest inside."
In an instant, they approached the red mist area. On the periphery of the red mist, there were some pavilions, towers, and other buildings, as well as a semicircular plaza. More than a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators were gathered on it, discussing something with gloomy expressions.
The plaza was also dilapidated, with potholes everywhere, as if it had experienced a great battle. There were many corpses lying on the ground, at least a hundred.
At the same time, he also heard a few sentences of their conversation.
These people were also Ye family disciples, and seemed to have just arrived here. Seeing so many dead disciples of the family nearby, they were quite shocked.
However, these ordinary disciples did not have the forbidden tokens to enter the red mist, and many people were sending transmission符, trying to notify the Golden Core elders, but there was no news.
Zhang Ling just glanced at them. Obviously, he couldn't get any useful information from these low-level cultivators. He directly took Ye Chenming and rushed into the red mist.
Just now, he had discovered strong fluctuations of spiritual power inside, indicating that Golden Core cultivators were fighting.
Although this layer of red mist blocked him, he couldn't clearly investigate the exact situation inside for a while, but his divine sense strength could still sense some of the situation inside.
He would naturally understand the Ye family's changes by directly finding these high-level cultivators.
As he rushed into the red mist, Zhang Ling immediately felt the red mist churning. In front of him, fireballs the size of fists appeared, rushing towards him with a whooshing sound.
He had no intention of dodging at all. A yellow light blocked him, and countless fireballs hit it, causing him no harm at all. Then, dense wind and fire attribute attacks kept rushing over.
After a dozen breaths of time, Zhang Ling rushed out of a flame tornado.
He forced his way in so roughly because he saw that this layer of restriction was not strong. Even Golden Core cultivators could break into it, so naturally it couldn't stop him, a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Passing through the red mist, the environment inside was like a small valley. He could see two hundred-zhang-high black cliffs on the left and right in front of him, with many ancient buildings built on them.
The spiritual energy here was also more than twice as high as outside, even approaching the level of a high-grade spiritual vein. However, it was somewhat different from the spiritual energy emitted by ordinary spiritual veins, filled with quite violent wind and fire power everywhere.
In the center of the two cliffs, there was a strange pool, gurgling with wisps of red smoke.
These spiritual lights transformed into strands of flame ribbons, rotating and entwining together, forming a thick flame whirlwind. It rotated non-stop, illuminating both sides of the rock wall brightly.
If Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators came here, they probably wouldn't be able to bear it for long.
"Eh, this seems to be a Windfire Eye." Zhang Ling muttered when he saw this scene.
The Windfire Eye can also be regarded as a special spiritual eye spring. It can only be bred where the power of wind and fire gathers. Cultivators who practice wind and fire attribute spiritual power cultivate near here, which is no less than cultivating in a high-grade spiritual vein, which can speed up the cultivation speed a lot.
It's just that ordinary cultivators find it difficult to withstand the power of wind and fire. At least Golden Core cultivators are likely to cultivate near the Windfire Eye. He thought to himself that it was no wonder the Ye family ancestor chose to cultivate in seclusion here.
Special spiritual vein places like this, as well as Icefire Eyes, Thunderlight Ze, and Yin Wind Caves, are all quite rare special spiritual vein places.
At this moment, a great battle was breaking out above the Windfire Eye, with three Golden Core cultivators fighting.
A gray-robed cultivator wearing a ghost face mask was wielding three flame flying swords, fighting against a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and a woman in green.
The middle-aged man and the woman were both in the middle stage of the Golden Core realm. However, they were at a disadvantage fighting against the ghost-faced man.
The ghost-faced man's strength was actually at the late stage of the Golden Core realm. After a fierce attack, both the disheveled man and the woman were seriously injured and could only barely resist.
"That's Elder Ma, Aunt Thirteen. Ah, Senior Zhang, can I ask you to save the two elders?" Zhang Ling observed the fight between the three people with an expressionless face, but Ye Chenming suddenly knelt down to him and cried out with a pleading face.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but glance at the young man. This son had given him the impression of being a cynical person these few days. His eyes occasionally revealed a sinister and unwilling look, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly ask him to save people at this moment.
It seems that the middle-aged man and woman fighting in front of him are not relatives of this son. It is that this son has deep feelings for the Ye family and does not want to see outsiders kill his Ye family cultivators.
The fight over there was in full swing, and they had not yet discovered the arrival of the two of them. Zhang Ling suddenly turned his head to look at the other side, gently shook his sleeves, and a green light flashed and disappeared.
Then, the disappeared green light suddenly appeared thirty or forty zhang away, behind a large rock on the edge of the red mist, passing through the boulder as if it had easily swept past.
Afterwards, a beast's roar came from behind the originally empty boulder, and a stream of blood fell at the same time, sprinkling on the stone, looking extremely bright red.
A colorful lizard phantom, the size of a zhang, faintly appeared behind the boulder. However, there was a blood hole the size of a finger on its head, flowing with streams of blood.
The lizard twitched a few times and fell to the ground with a thud, unable to die anymore. The colorful light on its body also shattered at once, revealing its true form, which was a strange lizard that was snow-white all over.
With a wave of his hand, Zhang Ling flew the lizard corpse to his side and put it away. This beast seemed to be the colorful lizard that the two hidden Golden Core cultivators outside had just discovered.
This spirit beast was indeed extraordinary. Although it was only at the fourth level, its hidden magical power was not small. If he hadn't just scanned the vicinity with his divine sense, he might have ignored this hidden lizard.
"Ming'er, why are you back?"
At the same time as Zhang Ling put away the lizard corpse, he heard a delicate shout in his ear, which was the voice of the woman in green who was fighting.
At this moment, the three people fighting also discovered the arrival of the two of them and looked towards him.
The woman in green looked at Ye Chenming and shouted in astonishment. "Ming'er, leave quickly. The Ye family has suffered successive disasters and has been looted by strong men, and has suffered heavy casualties. Leave this place quickly and don't come back."
"Hehe, now that you're here, you can stay too. This old man can collect a few more storage bags. This old man has been lurking for many days. I didn't expect that an old monster took the lead in looting the Ye family before me today, but he didn't leave much behind." A loud laugh came, but it was the ghost-faced man who laughed wildly.
As soon as this person opened his mouth, he spat out a round bead. This bead was cyan and yellow, emitting amazing spiritual energy fluctuations. With the spell, it quickly rotated. The surrounding wind and fire spiritual energy was attracted to gather on it.
In an instant, this treasure turned into a flame giant lion more than ten zhang in size.
The Windfire Eye below the cliff also heard the sound of rushing water. It was also attracted, bursting out with stronger wind and fire power, turning into blue or red starlight and gathering towards the flame lion.
In a short time, the flame lion's body swelled more than twice as much. What was even stranger was that the body formed by flames became half crimson red and half cyan yellow, containing violent wind and fire power, which was three points stronger than ordinary seventh-level monsters.
Zhang Ling narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the strength that this person burst out in an instant.
The ghost-faced man's treasure could trigger the Windfire Eye and burst out wind and fire power to enhance his strength. It was also a special treasure. No wonder he dared to break into the Ye family and take advantage of the fire.
In a moment, the ghost-faced man finished casting the spell and shouted. The flame giant lion roared and spewed out a flame whirlwind condensed from wind and fire spiritual light, pressing towards the middle-aged men and women with a loud bang.
Although these two people had the strength of the middle stage of the Golden Core realm, their expressions immediately changed drastically. They cast spells to protect themselves, but the flame whirlwind was extremely fast and instantly engulfed them. Between one contraction and one expansion, there was a tendency to explode.
This attack contained a large amount of wind and fire spiritual power. Once it exploded, the two would definitely die.
At the same time, the ghost-faced man moved his mind, and the three flying swords he had released earlier shone brightly, spitting out dazzling sword light, and directly attacked Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling naturally had no fear and still stood there, but his face darkened. After flying out of the Monster Wind Mountains, he suppressed his cultivation to the late stage of the Golden Core realm in order not to attract the attention of others.
This ghost-faced man seemed not to care that he was also a cultivator of the same rank and directly launched an attack.
When the three flying swords attacked within ten zhang, Zhang Ling shook his hand and scattered a yellow light. The flying swords were illuminated by the yellow light, as if they were pressed with ten thousand catties of gravity. They were fixed in mid-air for a while and could no longer move forward.
"How is that possible, you..."
The ghost-faced man also instantly discovered that something was wrong, and his face immediately changed drastically. The person in front of him was just an ordinary late-stage Golden Core cultivator, but in the blink of an eye, the aura on his body was rising steadily, surpassing the Golden Core cultivator in an instant and bursting out with the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
He immediately knew that the person in front of him was a Nascent Soul old monster, just hiding his cultivation.
The ghost-faced man was shocked, but he had already taken action, and it was useless to beg for mercy now. He gritted his teeth, roared, and quickly urged the flame giant lion transformed by the treasure, turning it into a huge fire and pouncing madly towards Zhang Ling.
However, he himself urged the magic formula, and a cyan flame spiritual light appeared on his body, instantly turning into two-color escaping light and soaring into the sky, trying to escape directly.
Zhang Ling snorted coldly. This person's escaping speed was also extraordinary, more than twice as fast as ordinary late-stage Golden Core escaping speed, but it was naturally impossible to escape under his eyes.
With a flick of his finger, a yellow light ball shot out, and then exploded, turning into a large piece of yellow light that covered the person's escaping light.
Suddenly, the ghost-faced man's escaping light speed dropped by a large half. Then, a green light flashed past, and the person's escaping light became dim and flickering, and shattered all at once.
The ghost-faced man's body also swayed a few times, lost his vitality, and fell from the sky, smashing to the ground with a bang. A long green awl was piercing the ghost face mask on his face at the center of his eyebrows.
With a flash of green light, the awl was pulled out from the person's head and flew back, and was put into his sleeve by Zhang Ling.
A late-stage Golden Core cultivator with good strength was easily killed like this.
The flame giant lion was also in a yellow light, unable to move an inch as if it was trapped in a quagmire, and could not rush to Zhang Ling's side at all.
After the ghost-faced cultivator died, the flame giant lion roared angrily a few times, and the aura on its body also collapsed, and in an instant it transformed back into a treasure, which was also grabbed in his hand by Zhang Ling.
At the same time, with a loud bang, the middle-aged men and women cultivators trapped by the flame hurricane were also freed at once.
These two people looked embarrassed, with wisps of black smoke coming out of their bodies, and a burnt smell came. They were almost directly refined when they were trapped in the flames just now.
Now that they were inexplicably freed, the two were also stunned and didn't know what had happened. It was not until they glanced at the battlefield and discovered that the ghost-faced man was lying on the ground with blood and flesh blurred that they realized the crisis had been resolved.
The two then looked at Zhang Ling and Ye Chenming, and also discovered Zhang Ling's strength at once. Their faces also changed drastically, and they quickly fell from the sky and saluted respectfully and fearfully.
"Thank you, senior, for saving our lives."
Zhang Ling didn't even look at the two people, playing with the cyan and yellow bead in his hand, which was engraved with many strange patterns. It also contained the power of wind and fire. No wonder it could trigger the Windfire Eye here. This was also a good magic weapon.
Ye Chenming was still in a daze. This Senior Zhang instantly killed a late-stage Golden Core powerhouse. He was stunned for a moment, then climbed up from the ground with great joy and introduced the two men and women.
This kid directly told how he met him, how he obtained the Ye family treasure house, and how he removed the ice soul poison on his body.
The middle-aged men and women's expressions changed for a while when they heard this, and they were even more afraid of Zhang Ling.
After a while, Zhang Ling put away the bead, and with a wave of his hand, he took the ghost-faced man's storage bags, and then looked at the two elders of the Ye family, and finally looked at Ye Chenming and asked.
"The Ye family has become like this, are those spiritual medicines still intact?"
