Chapter 2094 Illusion Palace (3)

Chapter 2094 Illusion Palace (3)

Bang!

The crimson fist slammed into the water barrier, sending a spray of droplets flying. But the impact seemed to have no effect. The water, imbued with the power of Yun Lintian's Law of Water, held firm, absorbing the fiery energy and dissipating it harmlessly.

The red-haired brute, momentarily stunned by the perfect defense, stumbled back a few steps. Before he could recover, Yun Lintian launched his counteroffensive. His left hand, crackling with vibrant violet energy, shot forward in a blur.

This time, it was the Law of Fire unleashed in all its fury. A condensed sphere of violet flame, emanating an intense heat, hurtled towards the red-haired brute.

The man's eyes widened in terror as the fiery projectile approached. He attempted to raise his arm in defense, but it was too late.

Boom!

The violet sphere slammed into his chest, engulfing him in an inferno. A heart-wrenching scream ripped through the chamber as the flames danced across his skin, searing his flesh and scorching his bones.

"Arghhhh!" The man thrashed wildly for a moment before collapsing into a smoldering heap on the ground.

The remaining Iron Fists watched in horrified silence as their comrade met his fiery demise. The sight of Yun Lintian wielding the Laws of Water and Fire with such mastery filled them with a chilling dread.

This wasn't a mere Lower God; he was a heavenly genius, a being capable of manipulating the very elements to his will.

One of the remaining Iron Fists, a man with skin as dark as obsidian and eyes that glowed faintly with an inner fire, stepped forward, his voice a low growl. "You... you're a monster!" he spat, a hint of fear lacing his words.

Yun Lintian chuckled, a cold sound devoid of humor. "Monster? Perhaps," he said, his gaze sweeping across the remaining Iron Fists.

With a flick of his wrist, two more spheres materialized in his hands – one a swirling vortex of water, the other a miniature sun radiating an intense heat.

The Iron Fists, their bravado shattered, exchanged nervous glances. They knew, with a chilling certainty, that they had underestimated their opponent.

"S...Spare me!" The final Iron Fist, his face contorted in abject terror, tripped and fell. He scrambled back on his hands and knees, his eyes pleading for mercy he knew wouldn't come.

Yun Lintian merely raised an eyebrow, a flicker of cold indifference in his gaze.

Before the man could utter another word, the fiery serpent whipped around, its fiery maw engulfing the unfortunate soul. The scream that echoed this time was barely a whimper, quickly extinguished by the relentless inferno.

Silence, thick and heavy, descended upon the chamber once more. The remaining crowd, previously filled with morbid curiosity, now stared at Yun Lintian with a mixture of awe and dread. He stood amidst the carnage, his figure silhouetted against the flickering light emanating from the smoldering remains of the Iron Fists.

The bulky man lay sprawled on the ground, forgotten in the whirlwind of violence. He watched in a daze as his comrades, the men he'd considered brothers-in-arms, met their gruesome ends. The power radiating from Yun Lintian was overwhelming, a force of nature he couldn't even begin to comprehend.

As the last embers from the Iron Fists died out, Yun Lintian turned his gaze towards the bulky man. The amusement that had danced in his eyes earlier was replaced by a chilling emptiness. He took a single step forward, the movement echoing in the deathly silence of the chamber.

"You..." The bulky man flinched, his bravado completely gone. He could only stare up at Yun Lintian with a look of abject terror, whimpering like a cornered animal awaiting its fate.

"What happened? Where is your arrogance now?" Yun Lintian asked with a playful smile.

"Don't come here!" The bulky man shouted in horror.

"How boring." Yun Lintian shook his head.

Yun Lintian's playful smile evaporated, replaced by a glint of icy finality. He raised his hand, a single finger extended towards the whimpering man. A faint golden spark crackled at his fingertip, condensing the very essence of his Law of Lightning.

Puff!

Before the bulky man could even whimper another plea, the spark shot forward with blinding speed. It pierced the man's chest, leaving a small, blackened hole...

"Who dares disturb the trials of the Illusion Palace!"