The green-robed man was none other than Su Zimo who had changed his appearance.
Unless one’s spirit consciousness surpassed his significantly, they would not be able to detect his disguise, let alone see his true appearance.
Dao Lord Extreme Fire was the one who wanted to keep Wu Yuan alive.
Although Dao Lord Extreme Fire had only said that sentence ever since he attacked, Su Zimo could sense the anger in his tone.
5,000 years later, Hundred Refinement Sect was bullied and even witnessed by Dao Lord Extreme Fire – he had to get to the bottom of this!
Ru Xuan closed in and grabbed Wu Yuan’s Essence Spirit before Su Zimo could.
All of a sudden!
Su Zimo sensed something and pulled Ru Xuan back.
“What are you…”
Ru Xuan frowned and shouted. Before she could finish, she stopped.
She saw Wu Yuan’s Essence Spirit ignite in a sinister manner with dark flames flickering!
Ru Xuan’s face turned pale.
She could imagine that if Su Zimo had not held her back earlier on, her hands would have been stained with the Hellfire!
In the worst case scenario, she might lose an arm or even die!
“Don’t worry, I won’t die for nothing. The experts of Hellfire Hall will definitely come and seek revenge for me!”
Wu Yuan’s voice sounded from the raging flames with endless hatred.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk! None of you will be able to escape! Your Hundred Refinement Sect can wait for our revenge!”
Su Zimo flicked his sleeves and a Dharmic power seal smashed down, shattering Wu Yuan’s Essence Spirit!
This was clearly Wu Yuan’s means of self-destruction and there was no way to save him – he might as well kill Wu Yuan and save them some peace.
Su Zimo moved his spirit consciousness and collected the storage bags of Wu Yuan and the others. He took a casual glance and did not find anything valuable.
Su Zimo picked up the black shield again.
The black shield could withstand his strength without shattering and was considered a treasure.
Of course, to Su Zimo, that was not something he cared a lot for.
He had gained quite a bit from the few battles in the Thousand Demon Meet.
He had the storage bag of the Overlord of Levitating Goat Peak.
Right then, Liu Hanyan arrived in front of Su Zimo and bowed deeply, saying sincerely, “I am Liu Hanyan of Hundred Refinement Sect. Thank you for saving our lives, fellow Daoist.”
Nangong Ling could sense that Liu Hanyan was looking at Su Zimo with a different meaning. He could not help but feel a little jealous and sent a voice transmission hurriedly, “Hanyan, be careful. This person’s identity is unknown and he seems to know the Scarlet Flame Heart Sutra. Let’s ask him about his background first!”
“That’s for later.”
Liu Hanyan shook her head slightly and sent a voice transmission, “No matter what, it’s a fact that this fellow Daoist saved us!”
“If not for him, the three of us would have been captured by Wu Yuan long ago. We don’t know what sort of humiliation we would have to endure right now.”
Nangong Ling could not refute her.
Liu Hanyan nudged Ru Xuan gently and sent a voice transmission, “Hurry up and thank him! He saved you twice!”
Ru Xuan pouted and bowed towards Su Zimo. “Brute, my name is Ru Xuan and I’m also from Hundred Refinement Sect. Thank you for today.”
Nangong Ling was a little reluctant as well. However, he still cupped his fists and bowed towards Su Zimo, saying deeply, “I’m Nangong Ling of Hundred Refinement Sect. Thank you, fellow Daoist.”
Su Zimo smiled and nodded.
Although the three of them were from the same sect, their personalities were different.
Liu Hanyan was calm and polite – she had the bearing of a disciple of a major sect.
Ru Xuan appeared carefree and straightforward.
As for Nangong Ling, apart from the aura of a major sect, there was also a pride in his bones, as though he came from an extraordinary background.
The three of them gave Su Zimo a good feeling. At the very least, they did not have bad natures and were filled with vigor and courage.
“Hey, haven’t you heard of Senior Brother Nangong’s name?”
When she saw that Su Zimo had no reaction after Nangong Ling introduced her, Ru Xuan could not help but ask.
Su Zimo recalled carefully before shaking his head. “This… I’ve never heard of it.”
Ru Xuan immediately revealed a look of disdain.
“Have you heard of the Golden Core Phenomenon Ranking?” Ru Xuan asked.
Su Zimo nodded.
Rubbing her puffed up chest, Ru Xuan heaved a sigh of relief. “Not bad. You even know about the Golden Core Phenomenon Ranking. That saves me the trouble of explaining.”
Pausing for a moment, Ru Xuan took a deep breath and said slowly, “Listen up! Senior Brother Nangong is ranked 83 on the Golden Core Phenomenon Ranking this time round!”
Su Zimo was stunned.
It was not because he was shocked. He was once the top of the Phenomenon Ranking and 83 was nothing in his eyes.
He was stunned because on the one hand, he was lamenting the passage of time. A hundred years had passed and the Phenomenon Ranking had already changed.
On the other hand, he was filled with emotions as he recalled everything that happened in the ancient battlefield a hundred years ago.
Nangong Ling stood at the side and raised his chin proudly with a hint of pride in his eyes.
He glanced at Liu Hanyan from time to time, as though he was silently showing off.
Although he looked calm on the surface, he could not conceal his delight.
He was very satisfied with Su Zimo’s reaction.
Anyone who saw a cultivator ranked 83 on the Phenomenon Ranking would be shocked and fearful.
At that moment, Nangong Ling felt as though he was the only existence in the world as his entire body shone.
Liu Hanyan rubbed her forehead helplessly.
When Ru Xuan saw Su Zimo’s dazed expression, she could not help but laugh. She waved her palm in front of Su Zimo’s eyes. “Are you scared out of your wits? Hey, wake up!”
Su Zimo snapped out of his stupor and chuckled as well, seemingly with a deeper meaning.
However, at that moment, neither Nangong Ling or Ru Xuan realized it.
Not long later, when they truly understood the meaning behind Su Zimo’s smile, they were so embarrassed that they nearly dug a hole to hide in.
“What are you laughing foolishly about!”
Ru Xuan hammered Su Zimo’s chest without any malice.
“Ru Xuan, stop fooling around!”
Liu Hanyan could not stand it any longer and said, “There’s always someone better than you. I admire Senior Brother Nangong’s strength as well, but he has 82 paragons ahead of him.”
“Furthermore, there’s also the paragons of the previous Phenomenon Ranking and the previous previous Phenomenon Ranking.”
Ru Xuan shook her head. “You can’t say that. We’re cultivators of Hundred Refinement Sect, one of the four unorthodox groups. We can’t compare to the immortal, fiend and Buddhist sects.”
“It’s almost impossible for us Hundred Refinement Sect cultivators to get a spot on the Phenomenon Ranking. The last time we got a spot on the Phenomenon Ranking was thousands of years ago.”
Ru Xuan was not wrong.
It was difficult for the disciples of the four unorthodox groups to leave their names on the Phenomenon Ranking.
Among the four unorthodox groups of the previous Phenomenon Ranking, only Ji Chengtian of Elixir Yang Sect was ranked. Even then, he was lower than the top hundred.
Therefore, it was rather rare for Nangong Ling to be ranked 83 on the Phenomenon Ranking.
That was easy to understand.
Be it the Hundred Refinement Sect or the other four unorthodox groups, they had different cultivation tendencies.
For example, Hundred Refinement Sect valued weapon refinement more than anything else.
However, a person’s energy was limited. If one wanted to attain success in weapon refinement, they would have to expend a tremendous amount of mental energy.
As such, his combat strength would naturally be weaker.
Throughout history, there were very few cultivators in Hundred Refinement Sect who were renowned for their accomplishments in weapon refinement and combat strength.