Chapter 367: Competing in Forbidden Arts with the Heiress of Burning Flame Valley?
"So fast!"
A wave of startled gasps rippled through the crowd the moment Yi Chen vanished from the stage.
Inside the arena, Tang Huo'er remained calm and composed. A second later, her expression sharpened, and with a twist of her waist, both fists swung upward. Blazing silver flame dragons surged into the air, releasing such intense heat and spiritual pressure that several spectators with weaker soul force fell momentarily dazed.
Boom!
Tang Huo'er's fists trailed afterimages as they smashed into the space overhead. Just then, Yi Chen's figure flashed into visibility. He raised an arm and forcibly blocked her strike. With a loud yell, he twisted his palm into a claw. Blood-red Dou Qi erupted violently from his body—it was clear he had no intention of holding back and wanted to end the fight quickly.
Clutching Tang Huo'er's arm, a savage grin spread across Yi Chen's face.
"Let's see how the flesh and blood of the Valley Master's daughter differ from ordinary people!"
"Blood-Dissolving Bone-Crushing Hand!"
With a sharp cry, a terrifying suction force exploded from his palm. Tang Huo'er's blood began to churn, as if it were about to erupt from her body.
Sensing this, Tang Huo'er's gaze turned icy, but her mind remained clear. The Nine Dragon Thunder Flame coursed through her meridians and, riding the suction force, surged violently outward.
SSSSHH!
Yi Chen's hand, still gripping her arm, suddenly emitted plumes of white smoke. His face changed drastically as he quickly withdrew, glancing at his palm to find it charred black. If not for his defensive Dou Qi, his hand might have been crippled.
"So this is a Heavenly Flame, huh…"
Licking his lips, Yi Chen sneered and raised his palm toward her, clenching it in the air.
"Bloodburst!"
At his shout, intense blood light surged from his palm, releasing a strange wave that spread rapidly.
It enveloped Tang Huo'er in a blink, and she suddenly felt her blood boiling—as though it might rupture her veins.
"Not bad, but still not enough!"
Feeling the change within, Tang Huo'er's body shivered. Nine miniature fire dragons emerged from her silver flames, roaring defiantly and dispersing the strange wave.
Yi Chen's eyes narrowed. That move should have easily crippled a five-star Dou Zong. Yet Tang Huo'er hadn't even flinched.
He could clearly sense that with the Nine Dragon Thunder Flame shielding her, many of his attacks were being significantly weakened.
"If that's the case... I'll crush her with sheer force!"
Bloodlust flared in Yi Chen's eyes. He inhaled sharply, and his hand seals shifted rapidly.
As the seals formed, his body shrank before the shocked eyes of the spectators. Bloody mist burst from his pores, shrouding him like a human blood cocoon—ghastly and terrifying.
"Tang girl, be careful! That's the Heavenly Underworld Sect's Blood Condensation Art! It burns their own blood to spike their power!"
Qiu Ling shouted a warning.
"This ends now!"
With his Dou Qi surging, Yi Chen's mouth twisted into a savage grin. Having invoked the Blood Condensation Art, he was confident: under Dou Zun level, no one could stop him.
Boom!
Yi Chen stomped the stone stage. Thick cracks split the surface in all directions. Space twisted ahead of him—and he vanished once more.
Tang Huo'er's eyes narrowed. She stepped back lightly, just as a crimson blur streaked in front of her. Yi Chen had reappeared, clawed hand poised to pierce her heart.
"Give me your blood and flesh!"
Yi Chen growled, eyes gleaming murderously.
"Hmph! You think you can beat me with a life-draining technique?"
With a cold sneer, Tang Huo'er's hands moved rapidly through seals.
"Heavenly Flame Triple Mystic Transformation—First Stage!"
Silver flames burst from her body, then retracted. In that moment, her aura surged like a volcano.
The sudden explosive increase in power cracked the stone beneath her feet.
Yi Chen was stunned—but before he could react, a silver-flame-coated palm slammed into his face.
BOOM!
A fierce blast swept out. Stone slabs flew into the air, and Yi Chen's body shuddered violently. He was hurled backward, skidding to the edge of the platform before regaining his footing.
The crowd erupted.
"Lord Sect Master! This isn't good! With the Heavenly Flame Triple Mystic Transformation, she's on par with a Dou Zun! Young Master Yi—"
A frowning elder behind Chen Tiannan warned urgently.
Chen Tiannan scowled. "Prepare to intervene if needed. This is bad... I didn't expect Tang Huo'er to grow this fast. She only broke into Dou Zong a few years ago... Could this be related to Xiao Yuan?"
The elder fell silent. They had made a mistake. Coming to provoke someone on the Pill Tower's turf was reckless. If one of the three Pill Tower leaders appeared, not even their Sect Master could protect them.
"Heavenly Flame Triple Mystic Transformation…"
Yi Chen trembled, his hand twitching. The pain slowly faded as blood light flowed across his fingers. His gaze darkened as he stared at Tang Huo'er. He had underestimated her.
With the Nine Dragon Thunder Flame, reaching Dou Zun-level strength wasn't impossible for her. Without the Blood Condensation Art, that slap might have ended the fight.
He couldn't accept that.
He had started cultivating ten years earlier. His current strength—achieved by sacrificing half his lifespan—should have made him unrivaled among his peers.
But Tang Huo'er had shattered that illusion.
"I was forged in blood. I've killed countless. Sacrificed everything… and I still can't surpass her?"
Red light filled his eyes. His murderous intent surged, almost tangible.
"This woman must die today!"
Blood mist spiraled around him. A blood-red spear formed in his hand. His eyes turned crimson. Everyone watching now understood—Yi the Asura had entered his true killing mode.
Blood oozed from his pores, and the air grew thick with the stench of death.
"Kill!"
A low, guttural roar escaped his throat. In a blink, he vanished.
Ripples appeared beside Tang Huo'er—and the blood spear aimed for her head like lightning.
"Hmph."
She shifted one step to the side, dodging the strike completely.
"Seven-Kill Spear!"
Yi Chen roared. His spear danced like a storm, forming countless shadows aimed at her vitals.
Tang Huo'er only smiled. Her right foot, wrapped in flames, slammed into the ground.
BOOM!
The slab beneath her shattered as she vanished.
CRACK!
Her flame-wreathed form reappeared like a meteor, crashing into one of the spear shadows—blasting it away.
The spear-wielding image smashed into the ground, carving a trench before coming to a halt.
Yi Chen's expression twisted. For the first time, he realized how dangerous she was.
Most nine-star Dou Zongs couldn't even touch him. And now, she'd knocked him back with sheer force.
Abandoning his spear, Yi Chen's figure blurred. He charged straight into melee, blood mist condensing around his palms.
"Blood Fiend Palm!"
His hands reeked of rot as he struck toward her heart.
Tang Huo'er's face remained calm. With a thought, the Nine Dragon Thunder Flame burst from her chest and formed a dragon that collided with the palm.
White mist erupted—along with a foul stench.
Tang Huo'er staggered back a few steps. Seeing Yi Chen's twisted expression, her heart stirred with killing intent.
He clearly had no intention of holding back.
"You think I can't kill you?"
Frustrated by his repeated failures, Yi Chen pressed his palms together. Blood mist poured from his pores—turning dark red as it congealed.
"Heavenly Underworld Shura Palm!"
The space around his hand cracked. Killing intent surged, making onlookers shudder.
"He actually used one of the Heavenly Underworld Sect's forbidden techniques…"
"She's strong, no doubt. But can she survive this?"
Yi Chen's sneer deepened. This was the same technique he had used to kill a peak Dou Zong before.
Blood fog surrounded him. His body flickered, charging once again with overwhelming fury.
But instead of retreating, Tang Huo'er stood her ground. Her hand seals blurred. The silver flames around her intensified, disturbing the ambient energy.
With a stomp, cracks spiderwebbed out beneath her.
She shot into the sky.
"Taiyi Flame Heaven Palm!"
A massive palm of pure Nine Dragon Thunder Flame formed in front of her.
But that wasn't enough. Her seals changed again. Her Dou Qi surged to its peak.
The palm lit up with blinding silver light. In its center, a red-silver rune shimmered—dazzling enough to make the spectators avert their eyes.
"Taiyi Flame Heaven Palm: Heaven-Suppressing Seal!"
"It's the Flame Sect's legendary Heaven-Suppressing Rune!"
Chen Tiannan finally realized how serious things had gotten.
Tang Huo'er wasn't just fighting back—she intended to kill Yi Chen.
(END CHAPTER)
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