A mighty palm strike surged forth, and surging flames instantly spread across the palm, unrestrained and directly thrust towards Hun Feng’s face. “Relying on you!?” On Hunfeng’s face arose a cold sneer. Watching the peculiar flame in Xiao Yan’s palm, the corner of his lips curved further. “I have long heard how you fused with several different flames—this may sound impressive for others, but to me it means nothing at all.” Scoffing contemptuously, Hunfeng rotated his palm and swung back fiercely, choosing not to evade at all, directly colliding palm to palm, an explosive direct clash.
“Explode!” The moment their palms connected, turbulent waves of massive energy exploded all around. Two nearby quasi-saint experts were blown backward from the sheer force of the shockwave. And the sky trembled, warping violently as the air itself twisted.
“This flame you’ve synthesized becomes your source of bragging, yes? Today I shall show you exactly how fragile that proves in my hands.” Sneering darkly, a weird violet-black glow flashed within Hun Feng’s purely obsidian pupils. His palm surged with a peculiar, strange suction, instantly pulling out energy from Xiao Yan. At once, this devouring force made Xiao Yan discover that the peculiar flame upon his palm was steadily being absorbed into HunFeng’s body and disappearing altogether—these flames instantly lost all connection once reaching the man’s form.
“This fellow clearly bears strange tricks!” Witnessing that scene ignited a slight alarm inside Xiao Yan. With just a flick of his hand he swiftly retracted to evade, kicking out a lightning-fast kick against the blackish light pillar and sent it soaring skyward. At once his expression turned ruthless, a furious ocean of energy pouring wildly throughout his being launching wave upon wave of terrifying martial arts skill upon Hun Fegn without mercy. Though Hun Feng’s power stood merely at Late Stage 2 Emperor-Sage Cultivator, Xiao Yan judged him clearly a more dangerous threat than the High Priest’s deputy within the Hall of Souls.
“Phoenix Flame-Sundering Scale!”
“Emperor Print Method! Blends Four Impressions!”
“Grr!” The battle raged with crashing thunder.
“Torn Tempest Roaring Tigers’ Palm!”
“Pinnacle of Darkness – Blackest Devastation!”
Amidst this relentless offensive storm from Xiao Yan, Hun Feng did not waver. He not only did not yield even a tiny step but likewise unleashed supreme fighting force, unleashing high-level powerful martial arts techniques in breathtaking succession and at astonishing speed. The skies blazed with surging torrents of unrestrained force while terrified spectators silently trembled at the scale of that war overhead.
The purplish-brown raging wildfire in the sky swept unconfined and every single warrior rushed to escape as this infernal ocean began spreading wildly. Amid fire’s wrath, the only ones enduring, still locked together furiously in combat were only Xiao Yan and Hun Fen. With flame-fed fury intensifying each strike, Xiao Yan grew ferociously fiercer by the instant, whereas Hun Feng stood completely impervious to the inferno—seemingly not affected even the slightest bit by it …
“Little Yan truly is formidable, standing against Hun Fen evenly in combat.” Watching their intense combat Hun Fenh’s leader observed and furrowed brows grew tense. Hun Feng remained only an early late Stage 2 Emperor-Sage, but his fighting power equaled full Stage 3 Emperor-Sage—plus possessing knowledge of the highest soul clan arts only magnified his power further. He never foresaw that Xiao Yan—with merely early Stage 2 Emperor-Sage ability—might challenge so evenly against him.
“Just let me have a little while long… Then no further restraint need apply…” With urgent glint Hun Fenh’s leader’s gaze flickered before turning upwards beyond the fiery battlefield where hovered a towering blackish radiant pillar. Emitting gentle glow this pillar pulsed with an enchanting allure—an almost magnetic draw that stirred uncontrollable cravings.
“This time, our clan shall obtain Cleansing Lotus Demon Flame without fail!” Hunfenh’s leader gritted teeth in silent mental vow.
“Kingdom of Underworld Finger!”
“Kingdom of Underworld Palm!”
Above, Xiao Yan, tense and swift, blurred into view above Hun Feng. Simultaneously launching one finger-strike and then palm blow. A colossally sized energy appendage erupted into space immediately, rushing downward with fierce wrath. “Vain struggle!” Facing this violent aggression, the ever-confident Hun Feng met eyes coldly. Flickering fingers conjured forth two miniscule purplblack beams no thicker than a finger suddenly from the man’s extremities before clashing instantly against Xiao Yan’s energy attacks. Upon contact, rather than explosive release, those frail yet sinister little rays utterly devoured them entirely, in an unimaginable moment devouring away everything without leaving one trace.
“…Devoured again!” Seeing that spectacle Xiao Yan’s eyes sharpened slightly. By this juncture having tested, now possessing insight upon his foe, the young man’s internal contemplation stirred. This opponent’s insides seemingly harbored devouring force—a strange, rare ability to drain otherworldly fires as well… Xiao Yan understood clearly—should he not pay strict attention he’d soon find his core flame itself stolen.
“If those remain all of your trump cards, then now our engagement may conclude.” Lifting glance at long last, raising pale gaze, Hun Feng let darkly gleaming violet shadows rotate across his entirely inked dark eyes. Then upon his brow appeared a single glowing rune glyph—seemingly awakening ancestral inheritance. Moment that spiritual sigil formed, Hun Feng surged power-wise, rocketing to early-stage 3 Star Emperor sage.
Recognizing this act, Xiao Yan too responded. Gradual illumination upon his eyebrows revealed similar ancestral sigil. And surging then was colossal ethereal presence manifest—tangible, real as his second soul-form materializes nearby…
“Soul Doppelgänger…”
Hiding the growing alarm HunFegn sensed—how this otherworld presence proved in no way inferior to true Xiao Yan self in power. More than that, that soul strength remained his sole acknowledged shortcoming versus Xiao Yan… At near-legend level full peak strength—except maybe if at full capacity the previous era Soul Palace Lord matched it, likely none remaining matched except him—the core genius among their own.
At once, with doppelgänger manifest, Xiao Yan sprang airborne sending swirling torrents of peculiar flames flying out of body transforming into immense fiery souls. Swiftly forming Five-Flame Separating Fire Grand Circle above the battlefield. Xiao Yan’s other form stood silently serious in position weaving swift handseals in preparation. Then this secondary soul-body’s body expanded into hundreds of feet tall, even more, forming thousands of feet of ghostly spiritual essence surrounding it…
“Underworld Heaven-Rending Wrath!” And performed—by secondary soul-body itself—a soul wave even stronger than if executed by the real body. Across the horizon, flames blazed high, overhead in skies five immense rotating flaming spheres gradually gathered violent raging energies at an exponential rate.
Meeting Xiao Yan’s offensive onslaught with such magnitude finally Hun Feng bore an unusual expression bordering on alarm. From every point of his aura poured out deep purple-black battle aura—swirling fiercely, sparks rising with every surge.
Noticing the ominous combat force rising within these skies, spectators too hurriedly retreated, fearing to find misdirected fates in this colossal war zone.
“Five-Rotating Fire Disk!”
Atop the heavens, Xiao Yan stood coldly and sharply pointed downward at Hun Fen. In response his fiery wheel—an infernal weapon of enormous measure—hurried to descend, ripping the sky apart, fragment by fragment. Even many thousand feet beneath—the lava ocean shattered apart from this strike—splitting the depths apart to expose a thousand-foot scar upon the deep sea!
Simultaneously with flaming wheels’ deadly sweep descending from afar, that ghostly spiritual essence surrounding—Xiao Yan’s spirit clone’s—colossal projection likewise opened it’s mouth wide once more! Roaring outwardly with one almighty mind-wreaking scream!
“Mooo!”
“Paradox Void Mirror!”
Responding unto those frightful assaults Hun Feng’s visage paled in intensity further yet. His maw erupted black-violet beam that spread like a reflective plane mid-air and lightning fast spread forming a barrier directly before him—each and every flame or energy force touching its strange dark plane instantly vanishing into absolute nothingness within instants.
Heavenly earth-shaking blows finally collided under countless eyes stunned with awe! Without glorious radiant sparks… no resounding explosion that echoed throughout skies… instead, just in an instant—the merciless devoured everything…
The multicolor rotating fire wheels upon touching violet-dark veil immediately dimmed visible, yet also that dark energy-mirror quaked under massive rippling wave… expanding outward across its entire span, in succession after wave.
Right behind those flame wheels arrived mind-waves as if sound—sudden rapid strikes bombarding the violet mirror without relent…
“Hmp!” Despite his composure Hun Fen visibly trembled, barely withholding soft choked gasp from lips. For once, even the Paradox Void Mirror couldn’t manifest its devouring force under such overpowering chaotic impact!
“You’re broken!”
Shouting from skies, gazing at the unstable mirror rippling with turbulence Xiao Yan moved. Blurring suddenly he merged his physical body into that nearly dispersing colossal apparition projecting an earth-sundering soulwave blast outwards in an explosive release.
“Moooo!”
Soulshock strike erupted at the point of convergence! Simultaneously at the exact instant—Hun Fen’s look soured further still. Toe barely grazing void he barely retreated. Barely in time… right as his Paradox Void Mirror shattered utterly around him.
“Ha Ha!” Xiao Yan shouted gleefully while airborne, body flickering again repositioning directly before the floating pillar of black energy and snatching forth seizing hold of its essence tightly and powerfully.
“Finally…” Xiao Yan cried triumphantly, eyes flashing greedily as he gazed at the treasure. “Cleansing Lotus Demonic Flame… At last, you are mine!”
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