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Chapter 270

Chapter 270

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As Rushou cast spells mid-air, he looked down and realized that the one summoning fierce beasts within the Xiyan Army was not the legendary Jiaochong, but the mysterious Fire God Chongli. In terms of seniority, this man belonged to the same generation as the Old King Xiyan and had kinship ties with the King of Haoling. Strictly speaking, Xiaoyao would even have to address him as "Grandfather" through a roundabout of relations. Possessing immense magical power and maintaining a low profile, he had not been seen in public for hundreds of years following that great war. Cang Xuan's status alone could never have invited this almighty figure. It seemed that the "old mantis waiting behind the cicada" mentioned by the Royal Princess was not merely standing on the sidelines to watch the show. Chongli had no intention of entangling with them. Brandishing the two fire-breathing spears in his hands, he sent two tongues of flame shooting straight into the demon army's ranks. Seeing this, General Xuanming flew straight across from his horse, unleashing two streams of spiritual power—one fire and one ice—which met mid-air. Half the sky was ablaze with firelight, while the other half was filled with swirling snow. Where the two spiritual powers intersected, mist rose, creating a dreamy aesthetic amidst the rosy clouds and auspicious vapors.

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