Free Web NovelChapter 1213: Chapter 402 Triumph
Seeing the sea of fire violently clash, flames devouring each other.
All elemental powers other than fire were expelled completely.
Jiang Wang, who sat in the spectator stands, could barely contain the Divine Power Seed within his first Inner Mansion.
Witnessing two mighty fire-related Divine Skills, his Samadhi True Fire was eager to try!
Based solely on the development of his Divine Skills, he might temporarily be unable to participate.
However, relying on the all-embracing Fire Realm, he could still compete with them. Especially in this environment where only fire thrives, it’s perfect for the budding of the Fire Realm.
This is the gathering of the pride of Various Countries, where almost every moment someone could ignite his fighting spirit.
How wonderful, this feeling is just too good!
The two engulfed in the sea of fire, were clearly visible to him through his Eye of Qian Yang.
Even without the Eye of Qian Yang, given his expertise in the fire element, it was not difficult to gain insight.
In his field of vision, the fiery red Vermilion and the crimson Lotus faced each other.
The two seas of fire collided with each other, neither able to overpower the other.
Devouring each other, yet each canceled out the other.
And in that distant Star Vault, almost at the same time, two stars lit up.
The two combatants both summoned the Starlight Holy Tower that stands in the southern Vermilion Star Domain!
Starlight cascaded down like a waterfall.
Behind Zhongshan Wei Sun, the Vermilion bird ignited a circle of golden flames around it, looking increasingly mystical and extraordinary.
Behind Yan Shaofei, the red Lotus had two slender silver flames winding around its base, dragonlike and serpentine.
The two clashing once again made the same decision.
They enhanced their Divine Skills with the starlight from the Starlight Holy Tower.
A realization dawned on Jiang Wang; perhaps it wasn’t that they had an impeccable understanding of each other, but rather... this was probably the righteous path for fire-related Divine Skills at the Outer Building level.
Using the corresponding Starlight Holy Tower to assist in developing Divine Skills, to bring forth the Spiritual Image...
Like this Vermilion, like this Lotus.
These two people just came to the same conclusion by different means.
So, once he ascended to the Outer Building, he would roughly know how to continue developing his Samadhi True Fire. Draw from the Star Tower, nurture the Spiritual Image, and walk this path forward.
The golden flame Vermilion circled the arena, continuously boosting the might of the fiery red sea of fire.
The silver-flamed red Lotus also began to spin, providing support to the crimson sea of fire.
The development level of the Divine Skills of the battling pair was nearly the same, their understanding and usage of the Starlight Holy Tower also indistinguishable.
If this continues, it will likely boil down to the most pure clash of Cultivation.
Before exhausting Divine Power, burning out the fierce flames, nobody knows who will win.
As a pride of Jingguo, Zhongshan Wei Sun certainly did not wish to see such a scenario. He should win with an overwhelming advantage, not by enduring hardships and comparing foundations.
His opponent is only a Ranger from Wei Country, not from one of the six great nations!
He has more options; how could he contentedly leave the victory to a mere collision of Divine Skills?
That is not what powerful individuals would do.
Zhongshan Wei Sun thrust his fist forward and swiftly retreated.
At the same time of retreating, he raised his fist in a single motion!
A Soldier Slayer soared up like a tornado.
And the golden flame Vermilion, with a skyward cry, swallowed the flames into its belly. The endless sea of fire poured into its body.
With a flap of its wings, trailing long flames behind, it entangled with the Soldier Slayer tornado.
Black and red intermingled, dragon and bird intertwined.
As Zhongshan Wei Sun’s fist thundered forward with a roar, it headed straight for Yan Shaofei. freeweɓnovel.cøm
This was a killing move that combined Divine Skills, Saint Tower, and secret techniques of martial arts into one furnace, one of his trump cards for battling for supremacy.
If not now, then when?
Its name, Dragon Vermilion Soldier Slayer!
But at that moment, Zhongshan Wei Sun heard the sound of a sword cry.
It was an extremely light cry, yet also very heavy, as if laden with countless inconsolable memories, resting upon this sword.
No place to search for the dreams of the old home.
The crimson sea of fire didn’t take advantage of the situation; on the contrary, almost at the same time as the golden flame Vermilion retracted its fire, Yan Shaofei’s Lotus Karmic Fire was also completely withdrawn into the silver flame red Lotus.
He has the pride of a pride of an Overlord Country, and Yan Shaofei has the pride of a Heroic Hero from Wei Country.
What he is unwilling to do, Yan Shaofei is also unwilling!
So they once again made the same choice.
The only difference was that he threw a punch, while Yan Shaofei drew a sword.
Yan Shaofei’s attire was utterly ordinary, the kind that blends into the crowd on the streets.
But his sword, even just the scabbard alone, was worth a fortune.
Jade hooks, silver wash etching, misplaced gold phoenix, and inlaid gems.
Crafted by a Grandmaster, a rare treasure of the world.
When this Longsword is unsheathed, it is as if the dragon ascends to The Nine Heavens, and the phoenix cries across the wastelands; as majestic as the rising sun, it possesses an unparalleled elegance.
The Longsword measures three and a half feet, its blade shimmering with flowing light.
This Longsword has no handguard.
The blade begins right at the hilt.
For its sharpness must not be obstructed.
This is an extremely dazzling sword, a blade destined to seize all the limelight from birth.
But in Yan Shaofei’s hands, it is so gentle, so mournful... and carries such weight.
Yan Shaofei draws the sword, picking a red lotus with the blade.
The resplendent Blood Jade-carved red lotus seemingly floats upon the sword’s tip, without the slightest tremor.
But it feels overwhelmingly heavy.
A weight too great for life to bear.
The sins of a lifetime are all held within it, borne upon this sword.
Thus, even such a brilliant and eye-catching sword is shrouded in desolation.
This sword can bear no more!
Yan Shaofei wields the blade, lifting the red lotus, sending it towards Zhongshan’s Wei Sun.
As if presenting this burdensome red lotus to that arrogant Vermilion.
The dragon and phoenix intertwine, both with mouths agape in fury. As the lotus withers, it droops, ready to fall.
They collide.
The Vermilion as the warriors’ bane, the sword lifting the red lotus.
A head-on clash.
Silent.
Even the light and shadow are slow.
One by one, the lotus petals gently fall.
Feather by splintered feather, the Vermilion swirls in the air.
The Soldier Slayer and the Sword Qi each escape and fly off.
Everything becomes immense in its slowness.
A "slowness" that murders vision.
Because it’s hard to follow the horrifying details of the scene, there’s a mistaken perception of "delay."
Until...
The first petal of the red lotus touches the ground.
Boom!
A thunderous explosion awakens the spectators in the circular stands.
As if also waking the Arena itself.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The blasts resound in succession.
The shattered Vermilion feathers and the fallen red lotus petals burst forth, one after another.
The smashed Sword Qi whips wildly, the shredded Soldier Slayer dances chaotically in the sky.
Clusters of flames spiral everywhere.
Their fiery red blooms like flowers, their crimson red as fresh blood.
In this world of flowers and blood, Yan Shaofei steps forth.
He appears to walk through a flower garden, sword thrusting amid the falling petals, a direct piercing strike.
This strike emits a brilliance too intense to look upon, agile and unfettered, free!
It carries an air of "Facing the precipice, I become the peak."
Open-hearted, natural, and radiant!
Truly shedding all mortal trappings to reveal the splendor of the dragon.
It’s as if only after lifting the red lotus, does it finally see its true self!
Come, try this Longsword, the bearer epitomizes elegance.
This person, Yan Shaofei, a Ranger of Wei Land.
This sword is named "Deyi",
Gifted by the Wei Emperor before departure.
At that time, he said—
"Let all the heroes witness Yan Deyi!"
