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Hu~
Golden scorching flames surrounded Ye Lin. That concentrated and frightening power erupted now and then, singing more and more of the valley’s flora.
Demon Scheming Sect and Ultimate Clarity Sect’s disciples had long since ducked for cover four miles out, yet never taking their eyes off this grand and brutal battle. Yet even at this distance, the burning heat made them all sweat, only to be vaporized the next instant.
All of them were strong kids of their generations, except for Yue’er, in the 3rd layer Radiant Stage, who had to take cover forty miles away.
Regardless, they all had difficulty resisting the fire, feeling as if it might pulverize them any second.
Ye Lin’s burning soul had made the Decimating Dragon Ancestor’s golden flames reach a new height of power, a power that could wipe anything out of existence.
Even the audience watching the screen seemed to feel that dreadful power around them.
The exalted stood up in shock and worry. Could Zhuo Fan even take such a strike?
If their lives were put in danger, they would definitely intervene.
Chu Qingcheng and the girls held their fists tight. Their brows scrounged up in deep worry for Zhuo Fan’s fate…
If others could feel close to dying so far away, it went without saying that Zhuo Fan was getting the worst of it.
Thick black energy covered his body. Heaven Devouring Demonic Dragon King coiled its body to protect him. It used the Demon Transformation Art to refine this scorching heat.
Zhuo Fan’s eyes shook and grew tense as he used his dragon soul to keep Qiao’er out of harm’s way behind him. He said, “Qiao’er, this might be the last clash to settle this fight. Help me at the start, but then you are to leave as fast as possible. Leave this to me!”
“Yes, father!”
Qiao’er gave a hard nod, but her eyes shone with hesitation, something Zhuo Fan completely missed in his precarious state.
He was only focused on Ye Lin.
[This has to be the punk’s last ditched effort. I just got to live through this and…]
Zhuo Fan’s gaze became hard as his hands made signs.
In the eleventh hour of the fight, these two were ready to stake it all. Zhuo Fan was going to use every dirty trick and skill he had learned to block this attack Ye Lin would unleash after he burned his soul to unleash it.
Ye Lin watched Zhuo Fan with a ragged breath. The strain on his soul was immense, but his eyes had never been more focused. His thirst for victory was like no other.
“In a fight of sacred beast inheritors, the last winner shall be me!”
Ye Lin shouted, “Zhuo Fan and that pet of yours, take this, Decimating Dragon Roar!”
Roar!
The huge dragon image around Ye Lin roared, shaking the world, the mountains, and the skies.
With this roar, the golden flames shot for Zhuo Fan like a flamethrower, disintegrating anything in its path with its deadly heat.
Zhuo Fan was overwhelmed. The exalted were in shock.
They had never seen such focused power. Moreover, this power was focused on the Decimating Golden Flame, which was already deadly to begin with.
Just taking this attack would wipe one out of this world.
Danqing Shen, hiding somewhere to the side, jerked, and his fingers were moving, wanting to come to the rescue. Against such power, not even a peak Ethereal Stage expert could survive it, let alone Zhuo Fan in the Radiant Stage.
Just as he took a step, he halted. If he went out there now, all his efforts would be lost.
He found himself unable to make a decision.
The Exalted Double Dragons saw this scene with tense looks, ready to step in as well. However, they were hoping, more than anything, that Zhuo Fan would give them a shocking surprise.
Zhuo Fan’s brow shook. Not even he had foreseen the other would unleash such an almighty attack. His heart was quivering, but the die was cast. All he could do now was shout, “Qiao’er, now!”
“Yes, father!”
Qiao’er spread her wings, and flickering purple lightning gathered within them as they cracked the air. “Heaven Destroying Thunder Phoenix!”
Rumble~
The earth shook, and the air quivered as Qiao’er’s flap of her wings sent a three hundred meter large thunderbird straight for the incoming fire.
At the same time, Zhuo Fan shouted as well, “Wraith Style’s 3rd move, Necro Dragon’s Screech!”
Roar!
The demonic dragon shifted into the golden flame’s bane, the Vaulting Dragon King. The huge dragon roared as it charged, its azure flame surging over its body. It combined with the purple thunderbird to unleash an even greater power.
The audience was at the edge of their seats, fervent and expectant. They were all excited seeing these three mighty strikes being unleashed. Even Yan Mo, a genius in his own right, was overwhelmed.
Ye Lin and Zhuo Fan’s fight had to be the strongest clash in thousands of years of Double Dragon Gathering. None of the geniuses of western lands could hold a candle to them.
Now, they wanted to see who among these two would be the best disciple in western lands, the future best in western lands!
Boom!
The three powers finally came to a head. Only the audience watched in awe as Qiao’er and Zhuo Fan’s powers were crushed almost instantly by Ye Lin’s golden flames.
They went right through the thunderbird and azure flames in an overwhelming defeat.
Everyone was tense, and Zhuo Fan’s face fell, his brow soaked with sweat.
Ye Lin’s attack was beyond anything he had dreamed of. He had some guesses, but not to this extent.
In the face of such might, all the ways he thought of to deal with it left him shaking; they were not enough.
Now that it had come to this, he could only do all he could and leave it to fate.
“Divine Eye of the Void’s 5th stage, Void Wall!”
Zhuo Fan’s right eye flashed with five golden halos and a hundred meters around him formed a spatial barrier.
This was the unexpected benefit of the three-day soul training he went through before this fight, allowing him to set up spatial walls to defend.
Alas, he never had a chance to get familiar with this move and didn’t know if it would keep back the flames.
Zhuo Fan tensed as the sweat mounted.
Bam!
The golden flamethrower slammed into the barrier and was stopped in its tracks.
[It worked?]
Zhuo Fan was happy, yet the audience was stumped as to what he did now.
The Exalted Double Dragons tensed, then admired.
[This kid has an endless bag of tricks…]
However, no one got the chance to breathe easier as cracks resounded, spreading all over the air around Zhuo Fan like a spiderweb.
Zhuo Fan also felt his right eye was on fire from all the pain. But he gritted his teeth. The five golden halos were still shining, even as blood seeped out.
Bam!
Finally, the barrier cracked open, and the burning flames went straight for Zhuo Fan, even if more subdued than before.
It was clear that the Void Wall was truly strong. Despite failing in the end, it brought Zhuo Fan hope.
[It might be strong, but it can be blocked!]
“Agh!”
Zhuo Fan held his bleeding right eye as he wailed. Yet his mouth was perked in a smile.
[Since this barrier works, I’ll just slow the attack down bit by bit.]
Zhuo Fan ignored the wound in his eye and took away his arms to reveal four golden halos.
Divine Eye of the Void’s 4th stage, Space Crusher!
Hum~
The powerful vibrations consumed a hundred meters around him, yet the fierce flames were still getting closer as if they were unaffected. The scorching flames were so strong that they actually burned the oscillations.
Zhuo Fan’s heart tensed as he watched incredulously. Space Crusher had no effect whatsoever. Now he had nothing left to wear down the flames.
That meant he would have to bear the heat all by himself.
Zhuo Fan’s heart sank, his eyes reflecting the still almighty burning flames. His face had never been more grave…
