Translator: CinderTL
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions ripped through the high-altitude air as two figures, one radiating white light and the other crimson flames, clashed relentlessly.
Water vaporized, and violent tornadoes swirled.
Witnessing this spectacle, the half-human creature in the distance wore a grim expression. Suppressing its injuries, it flapped its pitch-black wings and charged toward the aircraft.
Another Peak Flying General joined the assault, unleashing energy beams to distract Liu Duanyun.
Boom!
A blue light shield materialized, barely withstanding the terrifying impact.
Simultaneously, Zhang Hengshan leaped into action, intercepting the half-human creature mid-air and forcing it to the ground, crushing the earth beneath its feet.
"You old fool! It seems you're eager to shorten your lifespan."
The black cicada-like modified man's face darkened as he smashed through a massive boulder behind him.
The ear-splitting sonic boom pierced the air. Zhang Hengshan, his eyes fixed on his opponent, remained silent. In mid-air, he formed a hand seal, activating a Secret Art to stimulate his Qi and Blood.
In an instant, his withered body rapidly swelled, his gaunt muscles bulged with blood, and his gray hair gradually darkened.
He appeared to have returned to his youthful peak.
"Hah!"
His fists moved like dragons as he launched a preemptive strike, forcibly blocking the half-human creature's advance.
A muffled explosion reverberated across White Cloud Mountain, but this stalemate didn't last long.
Looking up, the flames high in the sky grew increasingly intense, dyeing the entire heavens a deep crimson.
The water vapor beneath the fiery clouds evaporated once more, followed by a thunderous blast.
Boom!!
Water droplets scattered as a circular shockwave erupted in mid-air.
The figure bathed in white light shuddered violently, struck by a fist, and plummeted to the ground, creating a massive crater.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
Debris scattered, ground cracks spread, stretching over a hundred meters.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing this, the half-human creature, barely held at bay by Zhang Hengshan, let out a mocking, savage laugh.
A sonic boom whistled rapidly closer. The creature twisted its body, unleashing a side kick that crackled with dark energy, blocking Zhang Hengshan's incoming fist strike.
"You old fossil! How dare you still stand in my way?"
The creature's pitch-black, insect-like eyes burned with cold cruelty. Even severely wounded, it remained far beyond the capabilities of a Pseudo Sixth-Tier cultivator.
Boom!!
Dark energy erupted from the creature's foot, violently forcing Zhang Hengshan back dozens of meters, sending him crashing through trees.
The moment its black, cicada-like wings vibrated, the creature teleported forward, unleashing a devastating punch aimed at its opponent.
At the same moment, the white vapor that had been evaporating high above dissipated violently, and the Scarlet Gold flame compressed and erupted.
As if having completed its charge, the black-robed figure, bearing an uncanny resemblance to Chen Feng, crouched low and launched himself downward.
Boom!!
The high-altitude flame contracted like a coiled spring into a tight sphere, and the figure instantly descended to the center of the deep crater, his fist aimed at Liu Duanyun's face.
Boom!
At the critical moment, the white light on Liu Duanyun's blocking arms flared again.
The Baize phantom expanded explosively from his body, shielding him from the scorching heat of the flame's impact.
The ground cratered further as Liu Duanyun's legs sank into the widening fissures. His expression grew increasingly grave.
He could clearly feel the burden on him intensifying, his stamina draining rapidly.
World Resonance was not omnipotent; the longer it persisted, the greater the strain became. This was compounded by his fusion with the immensely taxing New Martial Arts.
Whoosh!!
Sensing his weakening state, the black-robed figure unleashed another devastating punch.
A pillar of Scarlet Gold flame erupted, hurtling straight toward Liu Duanyun's face.
Just as the flame was about to strike, Liu Duanyun's eyes darkened. He stilled his mind, held his breath, and inhaled sharply.
"Ha!!"
Clasping his palms together, he expanded his chest and thrust his hands forward with explosive force.
Boom!!
A violent gale erupted from between his palms.
The flame recoiled instantly, the black-clad figure's legs plowing through the earth, shattering rocks and trees as he was hurled back a hundred meters to the base of White Cloud Mountain.
Crack!!
The Dwarf Mountain shuddered violently, fissures spiderwebbing across its surface in straight, vertical lines.
High above, the cloud layer rapidly coalesced. The Baize True Intent materialized, its dragon-headed, deer-antlered form crashing down like a meteor toward the black-clad figure.
Boom!!
The Dwarf Mountain trembled again, the fissures widening.
The ground collapsed, leaving a crater.
The black trench coat tore to shreds, revealing a bare-chested young man, his brow furrowed as he struggled to escape.
But somehow, the mountain's rock had been imbued with an invisible force. The Baize True Intent had fused directly into the stone, layer upon layer of brown rock and earth seeming to come alive, imprisoning him in place.
Roar!!
At the same moment, a dragon's roar echoed through the air as moisture condensed in mid-air.
Liu Duanyun, who had been at the center of the crater, flashed into motion, raising his arm and unleashing a palm strike.
The illusory head of a Flood Dragon merged with his Force, striking the young man's chest in the next instant.
Boom!!
White Cloud Mountain shuddered violently. The bare-chested figure vanished.
When the dust settled, he was seen flying backward, having crashed through the Dwarf Mountain.
Liu Duanyun, his body wreathed in white light, seized the advantage, his figure flickering rapidly.
Watery mist and clouds surged forth once more, Baize reappearing. The majestic, dragon-headed, deer-antlered form merged with Liu Duanyun, enveloping his fist as he pursued the retreating figure.
This decisive, lethal strike sent shockwaves through Zhou Wuren and the others. Zhang Hengshan, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, slid backward, his eyes lighting up with renewed hope.
But then...
"The warm-up... is over."
Liu Duanyun's pupils contracted as an even faster fist imprint flashed past.
Boom!!
The Baize phantom shattered violently, its protective white aura exploding into Spirit Light.
A searing pain pierced his heart as he was sent hurtling backward, propelled by a shockwave. He smashed through Dwarf Mountain and the trees in his path with even greater speed and force.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of muffled explosions erupted, freezing every expression in place.
A scorched trail hundreds of meters long lingered in the sky. White Cloud Mountain, now riddled with spiderweb-like cracks, threatened to disintegrate.
Splintered wood and shattered stone still rained down. The water mist that had blanketed the area was instantly incinerated, evaporating completely.
"How could this be...?" Zhang Hengshan murmured in disbelief from afar.
He instinctively looked up and saw a man with features strikingly similar to Chen Feng standing in mid-air, flame-like wings extending from his back.
The palm-shaped indentation on his flesh slowly bulged outward, quickly returning to its normal shape without a trace of injury.
The crimson markings on either side of his face glowed with unnatural intensity, as if some ancient restraint had been broken.
Sensing something amiss, the Peak Flying General who had been toying with Zhou Wuren and his group, relentlessly bombarding their light shield, abruptly changed his expression. The half-human creature who had been completely suppressing Zhang Hengshan mirrored his reaction, hastily turning to gaze upward.
"Greetings, Master!"
Both figures simultaneously knelt on one knee, their voices dripping with utmost reverence.
They even temporarily abandoned their original opponents and prey.
"Hmm."
The authoritative hum resonated with an utterly unfamiliar voice.
Zhang Hengshan gritted his teeth, disregarding the need to investigate further, and swiftly moved to the center of the crater where Liu Duanyun had been sent crashing.
The earth lay fractured, and Zhang Hengshan helped the bloodstained Liu Duanyun slowly rise to his feet.
Liu Duanyun's face was as pale as paper, blood seeping from every pore and dripping down his white robes, splattering into the cracks in the ground.
A visible indentation an inch deep marked his chest, where his heart beat faintly, while a fist-shaped bruise bulged on his back.
"You've proven worthy of activating my spirit and manifesting my consciousness."
"You deserve commendation."
The man hovering high above cast a cold, indifferent gaze downward. The aircraft's intelligence automatically translated his words from the Platinum Federation's language.
The world fell silent. The half-human creatures on the ground seized the opportunity to rise, sneering at the gravely wounded Liu Duanyun.
"But alas, you are still no legend."
The cold, condescending voice pierced Liu Duanyun's heart. His breath came in ragged gasps, his eyeballs bloodshot and veined with crimson.
"Though I cannot fathom why you harbor such arrogant beliefs, thinking you have a fifty percent chance against a legend..."
"I must admit, you've piqued my curiosity."
The man, who bore a striking resemblance to Chen Feng, spoke impassively, his fiery wings unfurling behind him like an angel's.
"If you agree to cooperate with us, I'll grant you a chance to live."
"Otherwise..."
Whoosh!
His fiery wings surged outward, transforming into a sky-devouring sea of flames.
The aircraft above was instantly engulfed, its light shield flickering and nearing collapse.
The searing heat penetrated everything. The aircraft's alloy steel plates began to warp and buckle, while Zhou Wuren and the others inside flushed crimson, feeling as if their bodies were about to explode.
"You and them..."
"Will rot together in the wilderness."
As the words fell, the fiery sea expanded further.
The aircraft's energy reserves were completely depleted, and the light shield flickered out.
A cold, mocking gaze swept down from the half-human and the Sixth-Tier Flying General, bypassing the furious Zhang Hengshan to settle on Liu Duanyun, whose life hung by a thread.
Tap, tap!
As if in response, Liu Duanyun's body swayed, his feet planting firmly.
He paid no attention to the danger facing Zhou Wuren and the others, nor did he accept Old Leader Zhang's support.
Though his breath was weak, his gaze remained steady and profound.
Looking up, he met the eyes of the man in the sky, who bore an uncanny resemblance to Chen Feng.
Liu Duanyun suddenly asked a question.
"Why do you assume... that my fifty percent certainty was about winning our duel?"
Hmm?
The half-human and the Sixth-Tier Flying General frowned, while the man descending from the sky narrowed his eyes.
"You don't understand the Red Nation, nor do you understand martial arts," Liu Duanyun continued.
"We martial artists can endure life and death, glory and shame."
"But the one thing..."
He smiled, blood still seeping from his mouth, staining his teeth crimson.
"...we cannot do is become dogs for outsiders."
Buzz!
The sea of flames in the sky erupted violently. The man with fiery wings glared coldly, clenching his fist.
The surging flames completely engulfed the aircraft, while hundred-meter-long flame pillars plunged down like dragons, hurtling straight toward Liu Duanyun and Zhang Hengshan.
In the world's absolute stillness, Liu Duanyun remained rooted to the spot, his gaze unwavering.
Even more remarkably, he spotted a rapidly approaching streak of light high in the sky—a flash of lightning-blue silver intertwined with the explosive crimson of a raging inferno.
"Fifty percent chance."
"Looks like my gamble paid off."
Boom!!!
A colossal meteor plunged from the heavens, igniting Earth's atmosphere like tinder.
Explosive flames surged outward, and the celestial comet shattered the sky's dome.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A gale-force wind, carrying the weight of the world, tore through the flames engulfing the aircraft.
White Cloud Mountain, already on the verge of collapse, began to crumble and disintegrate as the ground sank inch by inch.
"What's happening?"
The half-human and the Sixth-Tier Flying General exchanged horrified glances, their bodies frozen in place, unable to move.
Higher up, the man frowned and looked up, feeling his flesh and blood compressed by crushing gravity, as if about to burst.
Every eye turned skyward, piercing through the wind pressure to glimpse the meteor.
The deafening sonic boom reverberated across the heavens, and a figure with wind-whipped hair and icy eyes pierced through the sky like a descending deity.
"Who gave you the courage?"
"How dare you act in my name!"
(End of the Chapter)
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