The lake water was exceptionally cold. When Xiao Fei had visited last time, his cultivation was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and he needed to use the Five Elements Primordial Chaos Technique to convert the Yin and cold energy to safely descend to the lakebed.
At that time, even Golden Core experts who fell into the lake would be frozen to death at the bottom.
This time, entering the lake, his body refinement was complete. The "Wind Thunder Battle Body" had been cultivated to the fourth level, equivalent to a Soul Transformation expert.
After descending to the lakebed, he no longer needed to use the "Primordial Chaos Technique" to convert the Yin and cold. His physical strength alone could withstand the Yin and cold energy at the bottom of the lake.
Similarly, Zhu Yu, who was beside him, was not significantly affected.
However, as soon as they submerged to the lakebed, they saw turbulent water churning in the distance, creating quite a commotion.
"Let's go!"
This was Flying Fish's homeland. He was unaffected by anything in the lake and immediately carried the two of them, swimming rapidly forward.
In the water ahead, Xiao Lan was fleeing in a sorry state, her body torn and battered in multiple places.
Behind her, in the lake water, numerous tiny blood threads, like insects, were pursuing Xiao Lan.
"Audacious demon! Die!"
Xiao Fei shouted, and Flying Fish, carrying the two of them, sped forward.
Anyone else entering the canyon would be restricted by the natural grand formation, unable to absorb spiritual energy, unable to fly, and their combat power would be reduced by ninety percent.
However, Flying Fish here was not affected at all; in fact, his power was amplified.
"Second sister! Come over here!"
Hearing Xiao Fei's shout, Xiao Lan transformed into a mass of ghost mist and swam rapidly along the lakebed towards Xiao Fei.
Xiao Fei noticed that the numerous blood threads within Xiao Lan's ghost mist had disappeared.
The blood threads, which Xiao Lan relied on as a powerful asset, were originally absorbed from the bald man.
When she first came into contact with Zhong Qiu Jie two days ago, the blood threads that Xiao Lan had subdued within her body became uncontrollable and were taken away by Zhong Qiu Jie.
Except for Flying Fish, anyone in the lake would be pinned to the lakebed. After Xiao Lan approached Flying Fish, she was immediately pulled onto Flying Fish's back by Xiao Fei and Zhu Yu working together.
As that large mass of blood threads surged forward, Flying Fish moved upwards, carrying the three of them above the blood threads.
The blood threads writhed frantically at the lakebed but could only stay at the bottom, unable to reach Flying Fish.
These blood threads seemed to possess intelligence. Upon realizing this, they quickly gathered, piling up together to form the image of a bald man.
"It really is you again!"
At this moment, Zhu Yu also recognized him as the mysterious man from the battle in the Fallen Dragon Abyss years ago.
The bald man looked up, his expression cold and devoid of emotion, as if looking at ants, and gazed at them on Flying Fish's back.
Then, his body rapidly thinned and elongated, becoming longer and longer, like a long blood-colored rope with the bald man's facial features at the tip.
Zhong Qiu Jie's bald head and body had shrunk to only an inch in size, but they were stretched out incredibly long, writhing wildly in the lake water, appearing very sinister.
Xiao Fei stood on Flying Fish's back, gripping his black demonic blade, and slashed at the evil, giant bald head that was coiling towards him.
This bald man, even after transforming, was very agile. He twisted and spun crazily, churning the lake water.
Xiao Fei's black demonic blade struck out more than ten times, but each strike was easily dodged.
Seeing this, Zhu Yu also summoned a flying sword, a magical artifact, and joined the fray.
The two of them fought Zhong Qiu Jie together, yet they were still unable to injure him.
It was Flying Fish's spit, however, that hit him multiple times, gradually weakening his combat power.
This caused Zhong Qiu Jie's internal circulation of spiritual energy to become sluggish, and he gradually became weak and slow.
Finally, Xiao Fei seized an opportunity and severed him with a single blow, cutting off a large section from Zhong Qiu Jie's head.
Xiao Fei quickly reached out and grabbed this section. It was over a foot long, with Zhong Qiu Jie's large bald head at the very tip.
As soon as this section of his body fell into his hand, it immediately decomposed, about to disperse into countless blood threads again.
Some blood threads were about to drill into Xiao Fei's body, but he repelled them with a jolt of lightning.
Seeing this, Xiao Fei could only temporarily store it in his spatial dimension, to deal with it after the battle.
Zhong Qiu Jie's body was entirely composed of blood threads. After Xiao Fei cut off a section, his main body was not significantly affected. Soon, a head formed again at the tip, though it appeared thinner and longer than before.
Just then, Zhu Yu, taking advantage of Zhong Qiu Jie's weakened state, successfully cut off another section.
As he was about to reach out and grab it, Xiao Fei snatched it from the side and stored it in his spatial dimension.
Zhu Yu was unaware of the danger. Zhong Qiu Jie's blood threads were extremely potent. Once they drilled into a person's body, they would drain them dry.
Xiao Fei had seen his second sister use these blood threads many times before, covering vast areas, making them impossible to defend against. If even a single blood thread drilled into the body, it was almost a death sentence.
In Zhong Qiu Jie's hands, these blood threads were even more powerful and difficult to deal with.
Fortunately, due to the unique environment of this canyon, the dispersed blood threads would be suppressed by the natural grand formation, preventing them from attacking from all directions.
Now, the three of them swam with Flying Fish to above him. He could only gather the blood threads together and stretch his body extremely long to reach Flying Fish.
However, by stretching himself out like this, his strength was greatly reduced, giving Xiao Fei and Zhu Yu the opportunity to cut off his body.
In his spatial dimension, Xiao Fei specifically created many small cages with spiritual energy, separating and confining the severed limbs of Zhong Qiu Jie to prevent these blood threads from rejoining.
Subsequently, Xiao Fei and Zhu Yu successfully cut off several more sections of Zhong Qiu Jie's body. Zhong Qiu Jie's body became increasingly slender and soft.
Finally, he could no longer withstand the downward pressure in the lake. His body collapsed with a roar, transforming into a large number of blood threads that lay prostrate on the lakebed, unable to rise again.
Flying Fish carried the three of them down through the lake water, stopping only when they reached above the blood threads.
The blood threads that Zhong Qiu Jie had transformed into spread out flat on the lakebed, covering an area of nearly an acre.
Flying Fish continued to spray saliva into the blood threads. His saliva could impede the circulation of spiritual energy within the body and had a certain corrosive effect, making it a powerful aid in combat.
Now, from their superior position, the large expanse of blood threads that Zhong Qiu Jie had become possessed no ability to resist.
It was akin to a dimensional reduction attack launched from a higher dimension; they were not on the same level.
Xiao Fei took the opportunity to divide the blood threads on the ground into many small pieces and store them separately in his spatial dimension for confinement.
This time, by utilizing the special environment of the canyon, they successfully dismembered Zhong Qiu Jie into eight pieces. Of course, Flying Fish also played a significant role in this.
Without Flying Fish's assistance, they would have had to stand on the lakebed and fight Zhong Qiu Jie head-on.
In such a scenario, it was truly difficult to say who would emerge victorious.
There was nothing else worth lingering for in this canyon. Flying Fish led the three of them out of the canyon once more.
Xiao Fei sat on Flying Fish's back, his consciousness entering his spatial dimension. The limbs of Zhong Qiu Jie that he had captured were divided into small pieces and then confined separately in various cages.
He examined each cage, but to his surprise, he could not locate Zhong Qiu Jie's main consciousness.