Looking at the Flowing Fire Sword in his hand that was radiating Extreme Cold Force.

Xia Liu said awkwardly, "Little Seven, congratulations on your breakthrough."

He’d turned Little Seven’s home into a place of extreme cold and extreme heat; Xia Liu felt a bit guilty.

But there was nothing he could do.

Inside the Taiqing Sword was Elder Bai; his Soul Power couldn’t withstand the might of the Extreme Cold Flame head-on.

So he could only wrong Little Seven.

Roar!

Little Seven let out a roar, full of smug pride.

At this moment its Soul Power had already reached the Golden Core Peak Realm.

One more step up, and it would be the Nascent Soul Realm!

Its Soul had even undergone a transformation.

This was something Xia Liu couldn’t see.

Even Little Seven itself hadn’t noticed.

"Ahem, now’s not the time for catching up. The limit of my Thunder God Body is almost here, so I can only wrong you again."

Looking at the now snow-white Flowing Fire Sword, Xia Liu felt bitter.

Without another word, Little Seven turned into a streak of light and dove into the sword.

With action it told Xia Liu that this so-called Extreme Cold Flame wasn’t even worth basking in!

Xia Liu could very clearly feel that the stabbing cold intent the Flowing Fire Sword was transmitting to him had lessened.

Almost vanished!

"As expected of Little Seven! It can actually suppress the might of the Extreme Cold Flame!"

Xia Liu couldn’t see the specifics, but this was definitely Little Seven’s doing.

After his initial joy, Xia Liu tried to put the Flowing Fire Sword into his Storage Ring.

But no matter what he did, he couldn’t store it.

"Xia Liu, don’t waste your strength. The power on this sword has already exceeded what a Storage Ring can bear. Just like the Taiqing Sword, you can’t hide it in your Storage Ring."

While Xia Liu was still puzzled, Bai Jue transmitted his voice.

"So that’s how it is. Doesn’t that mean any Cultivator with a Spiritual Artifact has to carry it on their back?"

Xia Liu couldn’t quite accept that. If the Spiritual Artifact’s main body were something like a giant round hammer, wouldn’t that be...

"Storage Rings also have Ranks. There are Storage Containers specialized for storing Spiritual Artifacts, so stop letting your mind run wild. As for Cultivators at the level of a Great Power, they can casually open up space and hide items within the tiny seams of space itself. That is true Great Divine Power."

Even Bai Jue at his Peak had to look up to such existences.

"There are such terrifying powerhouses within this Domain?"

Xia Liu got excited for a moment.

What kind of Cultivation would it take to achieve that.

"I don’t know. I’ve only seen it recorded in ancient texts."

"Oh, ancient texts..."

Ancient texts—many were unreliable, but they couldn’t be ignored either.

As for whether they were true or false, let time prove it.

"Elder Bai, are you done gathering strength?"

Returning to the key issue, Xia Liu needed a foolproof plan now.

"Go all out."

"Alright!"

Xia Liu took out a piece of cloth from his Storage Ring, wrapped the Flowing Fire Sword in it, then slung it over his back.

Together with the Taiqing Sword.

Carrying a Supreme-Grade Spirit Artifact and a Supreme-Grade Dharma Artifact.

Within these two Treasures were fortunes unimaginable to ordinary Cultivators.

Precisely because of this, Xia Liu had to be extremely careful. He absolutely could not lose them.

Xia Liu took a deep breath, the lightning mark on his forehead flickering.

He turned into a streak of azure light and shot straight upward at extreme speed.

How fierce was the Thunder God Body at the Minor Achievement Realm.

Xia Liu didn’t even circulate his Energy; relying purely on his Physical Strength, he burst through dozens of meters of ice.

With a leap he stood atop the glacier.

"Congratulations to Daoist Fellow Xia for returning safely!"

Seeing Xia Liu appear, Sha Tongtian was the first to offer his congratulations.

Fang Zhi and Ma Gao and the others smiled faintly, but didn’t say anything.

After learning that Xia Liu’s Energy Body was only at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

What qualifications did he have to receive respect from Nascent Soul powerhouses!

Xia Liu didn’t respond. Under the black robe, his Wisdom Eyes swept over everyone.

From Ma Gao and the others, he had already seen their attitude.

Now that they’d discovered his true strength, the conditions he’d discussed with Sha Tongtian earlier were likely void.

"Daoist Fellow Sha, according to our earlier agreement, I can take half of the Essence of the Extreme Cold Flame."

"You and I did indeed have such an agreement, but that was based on the premise that we were at the same Realm. Now, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"

Sha Tongtian said with a half-smile.

"So what you’re saying is, you’re tearing up the contract?"

"A Foundation Establishment Stage ant! I really don’t know where your confidence comes from, that you dare talk to us like this!"

Fang Zhi was furious.

He’d long found Xia Liu an eyesore.

Now that he had the chance, how could he not seize it to mock him to death!

"Little fellow, hand over the Extreme Cold Flame nicely, and perhaps you’ll get to keep your life."

Ma Gao smiled proudly.

Xia Liu was worth his respect.

But only a tiny bit.

If he wanted to stand on equal footing with him.

Without a Nascent Soul Cultivation, that would be an insult.

"Daoist Fellow Sha, is that your stance as well?"

"Hmph! How could the likes of you have the right to address me as Daoist Fellow!"

Sha Tongtian flicked his sleeve, his aura spreading out. The glacier within several li shook, mountains and rivers shuddering.

Yet Xia Liu didn’t show much reaction, remaining as before—still as a pine, unmoving.

"Brat, put away your petty tricks. Offer up the treasured swords on your back with both hands, and I’ll forgive your earlier offenses!"

Sha Tongtian’s eyes locked greedily onto the cloth on Xia Liu’s back.

Inside was the Treasure sword containing the Extreme Cold Flame!

"Hmph! Just you rabble, wanting to seize Treasures from my hands? Naive!"

Xia Liu’s aura suddenly surged. Coordinating with the momentum of his Thunder God Body, he leapt and burst past Nascent Soul, his Energy shaking mountains and rivers!

"Hm?"

Sha Tongtian immediately sensed something was off and was about to strike.

"I’ve played along with you all for so many days; it’s about time. Today I’ll use this Divine Skill to send you all to the Netherworld!"

Xia Liu’s hands formed seals violently, his speed so fast the naked eye couldn’t catch it.

"Everyone, be on guard!"

Because Xia Liu’s aura had soared, reaching Nascent Soul Stage.

A Cultivator of the same Realm, who was also unleashing an unknown Divine Power Art.

They had to respond with utmost caution.

"Watch out!"

With a roar, Xia Liu’s Seal Technique completed.

The next moment, his entire figure vanished from where he stood.

...

"We’ve been had! He deliberately made us wary, then used the chance to escape!"

"To the east!"

Sha Tongtian’s face had already turned dark.

He pushed his Divine Sense to the extreme, willing to risk injuring it just to lock onto Xia Liu’s figure!

Finally, he saw Xia Liu.

But the distance between them made even him break out in a cold sweat.

With that kind of trash Cultivation, he’d actually managed to instantly relocate fifty li!

"After him!"

Ma Gao’s voice echoed where he’d been, while his true body had already shot three li ahead.

The crowd, nearly driven mad, no longer cared about the special suppression.

They didn’t care that there might be powerful Spirit Beasts blocking the way.

They had only one thought now: catch up to Xia Liu and tear him apart alive!

They pushed their Energy Bodies to the limit.

Forcibly breaking through the suppressive force in the depths of the Secret Realm.

Sha Tongtian and the others were extremely fast.

In just a few breaths they reached the spot where Xia Liu had just appeared.

"My Divine Sense just clashed with the power of this Domain and is already somewhat injured. Daoist Fellow Fang, I’ll trouble you."

"Rest easy, Daoist Fellow Sha, he’s doomed."

Fang Zhi pushed his Divine Sense to the limit, gritting his teeth as he forced it through the Secret Realm’s Exotic Force and locked onto Xia Liu.

"Daoist Fellows, stick close to me!"

With a shout of reminder, Fang Zhi turned into a streak of light and shot into the distance...