In the vast sea, the fierce wind howled, creating towering waves.
Dark clouds hung low, accompanied by a raging storm.
This was a moderately-sized wind disaster.
From the perspective of the heavens and the earth, Li Fan clearly saw that this wind disaster was slowly moving in a certain direction.
And Zhang Haobo was calmly following behind the wind disaster.
Occasionally, he would release a blue light, as if a diligent gardener, pruning the direction in which the wind disaster advanced.
Although the energy contained in this storm far surpassed Zhang Haobo, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he controlled the wind disaster like a child herding, guiding it to move in the direction he envisioned.
Li Fan faintly sensed that in the distance, another wind disaster was brewing.
"Interesting," Li Fan observed patiently.
And so, more than ten days later, the two massive storms manipulated by Zhang Haobo collided.
In an instant, a hint of green brilliance erupted in his eyes. A giant blue sword, composed of 108 Sea Fixing Swords, once again emerged, spanning the sky between the ocean and the heavens.
Compared to what Li Fan had seen before, the blue glow on this giant sword was even more profound.
The blue light unfolded, like flying scissors, rapidly trimming the two colliding storms.
Slowly, the two wind disasters blended into each other as they collided with each other.
In the end, they merged into one.
A completely new wind disaster was born.
Although this newborn wind disaster, due to the loss of some energy, was slightly less powerful than the previous two combined, it surpassed either of them individually.
Zhang Haobo looked at the newly born storm, resembling a work of art, with a satisfied expression on his face.
Looking into the distance, he selected a direction and once again drove the wind disaster, setting off.
...
Li Fan noticed that by merging these two wind disasters, Zhang Haobo's cultivation had also gained a slight improvement.
He was herding the wind, but he was also cultivating through this process.
"It seems like he's planning something big," Li Fan vaguely guessed Zhang Haobo's intentions.
Now, the deadline for the burning sea was approaching.
And Zhang Haobo was still in the Foundation Establishment stage.
Without a cultivation method for the Golden Core stage, promotion was impossible.
With his insignificant status, it was challenging, if not impossible, to see the higher-ups of Ten Thousand Immortals Island and warn them about the impending Crimson Flame.
What to do?
It seemed that he could only create a big scene to attract enough attention.
Li Fan couldn't help but anticipate the upcoming developments.
However, the current intensity of Zhang Haobo's storms was clearly insufficient to attract the attention of Soul Transformation cultivators.
It would have to brew for a while longer.
Li Fan temporarily retracted his attention.
"The ten-year deadline has arrived. It's time to visit Dali again."
After making some preparations, he set off immediately.
Arriving once again at the ruins near the entrance to Dali, Li Fan didn't rush into the ancient well but carefully observed the wreckage.
There were obviously artificially polished giant stones scattered underwater in various positions.
One could vaguely see that this place was originally a building resembling a palace.
In addition to the visible parts, many architectural remnants were covered by the seabed silt.
The entire ruin extended for several miles, suggesting that this place was once a small town.
"The original civilization..." Li Fan pondered.
Then, he set up the Tai Yan Boat and broke through the Immortal Extinction Formation, entering Dali once again.
Li Fan gazed from afar at the volcano in the center of Dali.
Compared to ten years ago, this volcano seemed to have become more active.
Entering the ruins, Li Fan conducted a thorough investigation.
It seemed to be a volcano formed purely by geological activity, without any trace of extraordinary power.
However, Li Fan always had a vague feeling.
Behind the formation of this volcano, there seemed to be something hidden.
However, with his current strength, he couldn't investigate further.
Not dwelling on it, Li Fan kept it in mind and then flew towards the Dali Capital.
He concealed his presence, not alerting the sentries on the four watchtowers of the capital.
Li Fan sensed the power of the Azure Flame Illusionary Spirit that he had left inside Su Xiaomei's body, silently approaching.
On a martial arts plaza, dozens of beasts made of steel were placed.
A petite figure continuously shuttled among these beasts.
Her speed was extremely fast, leaving behind phantom images in the air.
With bare hands, she continuously struck these steel beasts, producing loud "bang" sounds.
Beside the martial arts plaza, Su Changyu and Xiao Heng stood still, watching.
Su Changyu's face showed a faint smile.
Xiao Heng, on the other hand, sighed and spoke in a frightened manner, "Changyu, how can you still smile? Haven't you noticed that Xiaomei is becoming more and more terrifying? Look at the marks she's leaving on these steel beasts. If she accidentally slaps me like that, I might be directly slapped to death!"
"I think these steel beasts won't last a few days!"
Su Changyu frowned slightly at first but then relaxed, saying, "You know Xiaomei has a special physique. She's naturally gifted with divine strength and a hot temper. In the past few years, it was still manageable because there were methods left by the Immortal Master, and Xiaomei was barely able to control her emotions."
"But now, the methods left by the Immortal Master are gradually losing their effect, and Xiaomei's self-control is getting worse."
"If she doesn't vent like this every day, I'm afraid she might unintentionally kill many people."
"However, she is still my sister. Although she is indifferent to the rest of the family, she treats you quite well. I don't know what you are afraid of."
Xiao Heng immediately became anxious, "You call this treating me well? Aren't you aware..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard a thunderous roar in the center of the martial arts plaza, "Xiao Heng, you're talking behind my back again?"
The sound hadn't faded when Su Xiaomei's figure flickered. In the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of Xiao Heng, causing a gust of wind that made Xiao Heng's hair fly.
His eyelids twitched, and he quickly shouted, "Xiaomei, I dare not speak ill of you. I was just praising your great strength!"
Su Xiaomei looked at Xiao Heng suspiciously, snorted, and didn't pursue the matter further.
"Brother!" She looked at Su Changyu, her face showing a smile.
Su Changyu looked at Su Xiaomei affectionately. Taking out a handkerchief from his pocket, he wiped away the sweat from her forehead.
"It seems like you're living quite well."
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded beside the three.
Seeing this sudden figure, Su Changyu and Xiao Heng's faces changed, immediately thinking of something. Their faces showed both surprise and joy.
Just as they were about to speak, Su Xiaomei shouted, "Who are you, daring to play tricks in front of me!"
While speaking, she swung her fists, attacking Li Fan.
"Xiaomei, stop!" Su Changyu and Xiao Heng couldn't help but exclaim.
Before they could finish speaking, they saw Su Xiaomei, who could even break steel, now seemingly restrained by an invisible net.
She was suspended in the air, unable to move.