Chapter 397: Dominating Kill, Descent of the Yi Mo!
The first thing to appear was a colossal crater nearly a thousand meters wide. Everything within it—structures, terrain, even stone—had been reduced to powder.
Countless cultivators stared at the scene, scalps tingling.
If they hadn't fled earlier, they'd be dead now.
"Look over there!"
Someone suddenly cried out, shifting all attention to the center of the pit. There, three figures stood facing off—the epicenter of the destruction, the very ones responsible for the devastation.
They were the brightest stars of this tournament—the true protagonists of the Thunder Battle.
Lin Fan, Hua Chen, and Xu Xiu.
Lin Fan's clone had already vanished.
"No victor yet?" someone muttered in disbelief. Many were stunned to see the three still standing. After such cataclysmic destruction, how could none of them have fallen?
"Where's the other Lin Fan? Wasn't there two of him?"
Doubt and astonishment filled the crowd.
Even Flame God Temple's great platform had fallen silent. Mo Luo's crimson eyes stared at the three figures. Then, a trace of a relieved smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
"Good. That boy… he didn't disappoint."
Just as Mo Luo finished speaking—
The eyes of everyone in Flamefire City widened in horror.
From within Hua Chen and Xu Xiu, violent beams of purple-red light erupted. Then, before anyone could react—
BOOM!
Their bodies exploded!
Like popped bubbles, they burst into clouds of dust!
"AAHH!"
Two golden streaks shot out from the detonation, screaming in agony. They were the fleeing soul forms of Hua Chen and Xu Xiu.
The city trembled.
No one had anticipated this outcome.
All eyes turned to the one remaining figure standing tall in the crater—
Lin Fan.
It was over.
This terrifying battle had ended, and it had ended with Lin Fan's absolute victory.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, two golden daggers shot through the air like rays of death, piercing toward the fleeing soul lights.
"PFFT!"
"PFFT!"
Two crisp sounds.
Before Hua Chen and Xu Xiu's soul forms could react, the flying daggers sliced through them, shattering them entirely.
The battlefield turned eerily silent.
Eyes filled with awe, fear, and reverence locked onto Lin Fan.
No one underestimated what he had done. To defeat both Hua Chen and Xu Xiu—two of the strongest among the new generation—was already a feat. But to utterly annihilate them, body and soul?
Only Lin Fan could achieve that.
"He fought both… and won. Completely. He's… terrifying."
Zhou Ze, who had just been defeated by Lin Dong, stared blankly at Lin Fan's figure. His heart pounded in disbelief.
"Master's judgment… really was right."
Tang Xinlian's bright eyes gleamed, softening as she stared at Lin Fan's silhouette. Her usually sharp tone had vanished, replaced by rare gentleness.
"I knew it! Big Brother Lin Fan would win for sure, right, Brother Lin Dong?"
Mu Lingshan beamed, full of joy.
"Yeah… he'd definitely win…"
Lin Dong stared at Lin Fan, voice low, eyes deep.
He had thought their gap had narrowed.
But now, watching Lin Fan eliminate two peak-tier opponents, he realized how far behind he still was.
Even giving it his all, he might barely eke out a win. But to kill two monsters like Hua Chen and Xu Xiu?
Impossible.
"Keh keh… quite a ruthless brat."
Suddenly, a cold, piercing laugh echoed from above Flamefire City.
Everyone looked up.
High in the azure sky, a massive black rift tore open. From within surged a torrent of demonic energy that sent a chill down every spine.
Chi chi chi…
The rift spread like the gaping maw of a monster, belching a wave of terrifying, oppressive evil.
It was the same energy felt from Hua Chen and Xu Xiu—but now exponentially stronger!
As the demonic energy filled the skies, the world itself seemed to resist it.
The very natural spiritual energy of the heavens and earth grew restless—rejecting the invading presence.
It was the first time many had witnessed the world itself push back against an intruder.
"What is that thing?!"
Some looked to the sky, utterly bewildered. The black mist made them deeply uncomfortable, but few truly understood what they were facing.
But among the crowd, those from ancient clans and powerful sects recognized it instantly.
Their pupils contracted in shock.
"So... the plan succeeded after all," Lin Fan said softly, staring up at the sky.
"Flame God Guards—prepare!"
Tang Xinlian's voice turned cold and resolute.
Whoosh!
Her order had barely left her lips when the sky filled with roaring wind. Over a thousand crimson-armored warriors appeared in formation.
Their massive spears slowly raised, and in that instant, their auras synchronized perfectly, unleashing a suffocating wave of power.
"BOOM!"
Just then, a black beam erupted from the sky's rift, morphing into a giant dark hand that reached straight for Lin Fan.
"This is Flame God Temple's land. You think you can act so arrogantly here?"
Tang Xinlian's aura exploded. Flames rose around her as phoenix wings materialized behind her back.
She appeared before the guards and raised her Fire Phoenix Spear.
"Flame God Guards—converge!"
"Yes!"
Their unified shout shook the air. In the next moment, a massive surge of crimson energy merged above them, condensing into a thousand-meter fire phoenix.
Tang Xinlian landed on its head, lifted her spear—and struck.
The phoenix shrieked, unleashing a sea of flame from its maw, clashing head-on with the massive black hand from the rift.
BOOM!
The entire sky shook as crimson and black collided, but the fire held firm.
"Since you've come this far, why not show yourself?"
Tang Xinlian's frosty voice rang out as she stepped atop the blazing phoenix.
"Keh… such arrogance, little girl."
A chilling voice echoed from the rift. The black mist surged again, condensing into a single figure.
A dark silhouette appeared, towering and fearsome.
He was larger than any human, with bony, spiked demon wings spread wide behind him. Each flap made the sky darken further.
His face resembled a man's, but golden demonic runes covered it, glowing with ominous power.
Even his wings shimmered with gold-tinted lines, radiating a sinister aura.
A true Yi Mo had descended.
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