The mass of flesh inside the magnetic sphere still did not move at all.

Seeing this, Fu Young showed a faintly helpless expression as he spoke softly.

Fu Young extended his index finger, and from the tip of his finger, a branch suddenly grew out.

It pierced directly into the magnetic sphere and stabbed into the mass of flesh.

At once, traces of dark green appeared within the flesh.

These dark green spots rapidly gathered together and as they concentrated, the flesh inside the magnetic field unbelievably reformed into Yu Lin’s figure, though her face had turned deathly pale.

At the same time, a dark green vine-like plant was dragged out of the magnetic sphere by the branch.

Fu Young glanced at it with disgust, and a vertical eye appeared once more on his forehead.

"Something this disgusting is better off not existing."

As he spoke, a blood-red vortex appeared and, without any resistance, shredded the vine-like plant that had caused calamity to countless living beings and devoured it completely.

Yu Lin stared at this scene, her gaze nearly collapsing into emptiness.

Meanwhile, a thousand miles outside Crimson Dusk City, in a small town inhabited by independent cultivators, green mist filled every corner.

A figures could be seen collapsed within it.

A massive barrier covered the entire town, sealing all the green mist inside.

A group of people stood before the barrier.

Among them, a middle-aged male cultivator asked the blue-robed woman in front, who had her hands pressed against the barrier, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, will this be enough?"

"Yes, but the people inside the city may..." The blue-robed woman, with a cold and sacred demeanor, revealed a trace of perfectly timed sorrow on her beautiful face.

Yet in her heart, she was calculating how much cultivation she could gain by using the Fate Devouring Array to convert the entire town and that strange green mist.

It should be enough to break through a major realm.

Thinking this, she displayed a righteous expression as if enduring great pain to act, and activated the formation.

However, the moment the formation’s light touched the barrier, the green mist inside began to wither and decay at a visible rate.

It turned into dust the color of dry wood and fell to the ground.

The people who had been sick and lying weakly on the ground began to slowly stand up again.

In the blink of an eye, the green mist disappeared and sunlight and blue sky filled their vision.

The group watched in excitement and praised the blue-robed woman.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao’s technique is truly remarkable. You resolved the Seven Deadly Sins so quickly. The Alliance of Myriad Celestia’s intelligence said that only the Vermilion Bird Sacred Flame or the Source of Profound Ice could deal with it. It seems your secret art surpasses even those rare treasures."

"No... this was not..." Xiao Ran was stunned by the sudden change.

Her chance to use the Fate Devouring Array to convert the situation into cultivation was gone.

She could only accept the praise from the leader of the League of Independent Cultivators and the elders, though she felt frustrated and confused.

Forget it.

It was only a temporary loss.

The Heaven Origin Realm was vast, and everything could be converted through the Fate Devouring Array.

It was not limited to this one opportunity.

Being able to build goodwill and earn favor with the upper ranks of the League of Independent Cultivators was not bad either.

She then wondered how Jian Li was doing now.

Without her to balance the nature of his Vermilion Bird Flame, had he found someone else to help him?

Xiao Ran thought this to herself quietly.

Just as she was thinking this, she heard Elder Wu Liang beside her sigh.

"Clearly, Fellow Daoist Xiao’s secret art could have solved everything, yet those domineering people at sea insisted on seizing someone else’s Vermilion Bird Flame and even imprisoned a member of the Holy Sword Sect. I heard the Holy Sword Sect has already sent people to demand an explanation."

"That news came from the Alliance of Myriad Celestia, right? I saw it too," another elderly cultivator nearby said.

When Xiao Ran heard this, she was startled. She could hardly believe it, yet her expression remained cold as she asked, "The person who was imprisoned... could it be that Venerable Jian Li?"

"You know of him too? That is right, it is Venerable Jian Li," Elder Wu Liang nodded.

A trace of confusion appeared on Xiao Ran’s otherwise cold face. "It really is him... He is the youngest Nascent Soul stage elder in the history of the Holy Sword Sect... how could this happen?"

"This information was released by the monks of Fanghu Mystic Isle. It cannot be false," said the leader of the League of Independent Cultivator who had been observing the change in her expression.

He was a tall, well-built, handsome middle-aged cultivator with a stern demeanor.

After speaking, his gaze swept over Xiao Ran’s waist and legs beneath her blue robes.

He seemed to recall something or perhaps savor a memory as he swallowed his saliva subtly.

"That is true."

"The monks of Fanghu Mystic Isle never lie."

"These sea cultivators have really gone too far."

"They should cultivate their minds more."

"Sigh..."

After a few more comments, the League of Independent Cultivators leader, Yu Long, looked at Xiao Ran as if caring for a junior.

"Enough of this for now. Fellow Daoist Xiao has worked hard for our League of Independent Cultivator. I will take her back to rest first. The rest of you handle the aftermath. Check if there are any remnants of the Seven Deadly Sins. If everything is clear, then lift the barrier."

"Yes!"

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, have a good rest."

"When you have time, let us exchange some insights."

"Haha..."

Amid the laughter and chatter of the crowd, Xiao Ran noticed the burning look in Yu Long’s eyes.

Thinking of the many ways this man toyed with others, even though her heart resisted, her body could not help but grow warm, and her legs felt unbearably empty.