Towards the Path of Heaven
Chapter 111

Storing the potion and putting the jade bottle in his palm, Yan Chutian carefully took out a wisp of black gas and tried to filter and absorb it. Since the black gas was very similar to Fire Qi, Yan Chutian naturally had to be careful if there were substances like Fire Qi or Fire Poison within the black gas.

Fortunately, although the black gas was similar to Fire Qi, it did not possess a substance like Fire Poison. Hence, the black gas was more suitable to be refined by cultivators than the Qi of Fire.

With this thought in mind, Yan Chutian could not wait to sit cross-legged and purify the black gas. However, before he could sit down, he felt a powerful aura lock onto him.

He hurriedly put away the jade bottle and looked up, only to see a pitch-black demon spirit appear at the only entrance at some point. At this moment, he glared at her with his extremely pale eyes. A stifled roar of anger slowly sounded, like a ferocious tiger about to attack.

This is another Demon Spirit!

The Demon Spirit had strength comparable to the Elixir Realm. Now that Yan Chutian had yet to set up a formation first, he was stared at by such a ferocious wild beast. In an instant, he strained his mind to the maximum. His Spiritual Eye also locked onto the Demon Spirit, not releasing any movements.

"Rubber!"

The Demon Spirit did not let Yan Chutian wait too long. Immediately, he swung his huge claws and pounced at Yan Chutian. Fortunately, Yan Chutian had his Spiritual Eye. As the Demon Spirit moved, he stepped on the ground and moved his body to the side.

"Bang!"

The sharp claws of the demon spirit slammed down, smashing the huge rock behind Yan Chutian into pieces. The momentum of the sharp claws did not decrease as it continued to bombard the ground. Again, a huge fluctuation spread. At the same time, several huge ravines seemed to appear on the ground, crisscrossing each other.

Looking at the miserable sight of the boulder and the ground, Yan Chutian was sure that if he was only a split second slower, his end would arrive. Even if he had the protective Spirit Energy in his body, it would immediately disintegrate and would not be able to provide much resistance.

And before the attack was successful, the Demon Spirit roared again and rushed towards Yan Chutian. The waving sharp claws had a frightening tearing intent. Even if it did not really touch, the sharp aura in front of the claws made Yan Chutian feel as if he was facing a great enemy. Once again, he flashed and dodged the attack.

"Bang!"

"…"

However, after dodging this time, Yan Chutian was no longer prepared to endure passively. Before the next Demon Spirit attack appeared, he led in a slow growl. Spiritual Energy condensed in his body and wrapped around his right arm. Then, he hit!

"Young!"

Yan Chutian's cut was also very impressive. A sharp aura surged like a sword. Even though it's invisible, it's real. At this moment, if there was a Half-Elixir Realm cultivator blocking in front of him, it would be cut in half and turned into a corpse.

The Demon Spirit seemed to sense this sharp aura and let out an agitated roar. Then he crossed his front paws and made a defensive posture like a cultivator. When he made this posture, it was as if countless strands of black gas came from around him and wrapped around his arms. It faintly formed a majestic mountain that could not be destroyed by any force.

"Dong!"

In the next moment, an invisible slash collided with the majestic mountain. The moment it collided, a heaven-shaking roar sounded and dazzling ripples of spiritual energy spread out. This kind of spiritual energy ripple was something that not even a peak Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator could resist. It was hard to imagine that the one attacking was only at the Peak Spirit Transformation Realm.

On the other hand, the Demon Spirit stood motionless in the middle of the attack. However, he did not dare to act rashly and only looked at Yan Chutian's movements from afar.

But even though it was like this, Yan Chutian's expression was extremely ugly. This was because the Demon Spirit was too powerful and he could barely fight it. He had no doubt that if he fought for a long time, he would lose to the Demon Spirit in front of him!

He must find a chance to escape!

While Yan Chutian was thinking, the Demon Spirit seemed to have noticed the other party's predicament. His original attitude to watch gradually became turbulent and could erupt with earth-shattering attacks at any moment.

However, the Demon Spirit was very cunning. Even if he looked through Yan Chutian's situation, he did not attack rashly. Instead, it gathered its aura and suppressed the other party.

"Truly a cunning beast!"

Seeing that he was being played by the Demon Spirit, Yan Chutian could not help but curse. After this, he seemed to have made a decision. His right foot stepped on the ground and strands of pure spiritual energy spread out. However, this is only secondary. The key was an indescribable aura mixed in spiritual energy. It was the Profound Fire Qi!

A large amount of Profound Fire Qi swiftly flowed into Yan Chutian's right arm. Following the massive influx of Fire Qi, extremely frightening hidden fluctuations slowly spread out. This fluctuation clearly made the Demon Spirit feel a crisis. It held its leisurely posture which gathered an aura, faintly giving off a feeling of uneasiness.

"Right, death!"

"Hands of Profound Fire!"

The next second, Yan Chutian let out two consecutive blows. Along with his shout, he slowly raised his right palm. Although it looks slow, it is actually very fast. In an instant, the entire cave that stayed seemed to have produced a terrifying palm from thin air, suppressing the demon spirit along with its action!

"Rumb…!"

The earth-shattering roar resounded. Vaguely, one could hear the painful roar of the Demon Spirit. It was clear that this level of attack was enough to threaten him.

This made the pale-faced Yan Chutian reveal a smile on his face. This attack that required the Fire Body and consumed a lot of Fire Qi did not disappoint his expectations.

When the rumbling gradually subsided, Yan Chutian saw that not only did the body of the Demon Spirit turn into an illusion, but its size also shrank a lot. It was clear that the Profound Fire Hand did not disappoint his expectations.

However, it also seemed that this Demon Spirit fell into unprecedented rage. It growled and looked at Yan Chutian. His pale eyes, which were usually lifeless, seemed to reveal a brilliance of anger for the first time.

This made Yan Chutian sure that the Demonic Spirit would bite him to pieces and swallow him.

However, how could Yan Chutian allow it to succeed? He immediately stepped on the ground and the Profound Fire Qi all over his body surged. He then shouted loudly, "The Profound Hand of Fire!"