Chapter 2279: Cloud Fury (4)

Chapter 2279: Cloud Fury (4)



The crowd, already reeling from the previous displays of power, was now gripped by a primal fear. They scrambled to retreat, their bodies scorched and their lungs burning as they struggled to breathe in the superheated air.

Even Yun Mucheng, a seasoned cultivator at the peak of the God Ascension Realm, felt a wave of trepidation wash over her. The combined power of the five elders, fueled by their desperation and rage, was a force of nature, a cataclysm threatening to tear the very fabric of reality asunder.

Yun Lintian, however, remained unmoved. He stood at the epicenter of the inferno, his figure bathed in the blinding light of the Golden Crow. His expression remained serene, his eyes cold and unwavering as he faced the onslaught of flames.

He felt the pressure, the immense heat threatening to consume him. But he did not flinch. He had faced far greater challenges, far more terrifying foes. This was but a test, a trial to prove his worth, his resolve.

A faint smile played on his lips as he muttered, "So, this is your true power? Interesting."

With a surge of power, Yun Lintian unleashed his own flames, their golden radiance piercing through the crimson inferno. The Golden Crow, sensing its master's will, let out a deafening cry, its wings flapping with a thunderous roar.

BOOM!-

The clash of flames was cataclysmic, a battle of wills that shook the very foundations of the Misty Cloud Palace. The ground trembled, the sky darkened, and the air crackled with raw energy.

The elders, their faces contorted in a mix of rage and disbelief, poured every ounce of their power into their attacks. They used everything in their possession, their flames intertwining and merging into a chaotic maelstrom of destruction.

But Yun Lintian's Golden Crow flame remained undeterred. It soared through the inferno, its wings cutting through the flames like a divine blade. Its cry echoed through the heavens, its voice a symphony of defiance.

With each passing moment, the tide of the battle began to shift. The elders, their energy reserves dwindling, struggled to maintain their onslaught. Their flames flickered and sputtered, their attacks losing their initial ferocity.

Yun Lintian, on the other hand, seemed inexhaustible. His Golden Crow flame burned with an unyielding intensity, its power growing stronger with each passing moment.

"Any last words?" he asked, his voice devoid of any emotion.

Huo Jiuming's lips moved, but no words came out. His mind was a blank, his thoughts consumed by a paralyzing fear.

Yun Lintian's palm descended, its gentle touch belying the immense power it contained. A surge of spatial energy erupted, engulfing Huo Jiuming's body.

The Sacred Son let out a silent scream, his body twisting and contorting as he was torn apart from the inside out. His flesh dissolved, his bones shattered, his organs liquefied.

In a matter of seconds, Huo Jiuming, the Sacred Son of the Sacred Flame Palace, was reduced to a bloody mist, his existence erased from the world.

The crowd watched in stunned silence, their minds reeling from the gruesome spectacle. They had witnessed the death of a legend, the annihilation of a rising star.

Yun Lintian lowered his hand, his expression unchanged. He had killed without hesitation, without remorse. Huo Jiuming had threatened his mother, dared to lay claim to her. Such arrogance deserved nothing but death.

He was also aware of Yun Xue's intention. Basically, she wanted to use him to deal with the Sacred Flame Palace. But even so, Yun Lintian didn't care.

He turned to face Yun Wushuang, who stood frozen on the platform, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. Their gazes met, and a wave of unspoken emotions passed between them.

Yun Lintian's heart ached at the sight of his mother's anguish. He knew that she was torn between her love for him and her loyalty to the Misty Cloud Palace.

He took a step forward, his voice gentle as he spoke, "Mother."

Yun Wushuang's body trembled, her eyes filling with tears. She had longed for this moment for countless years, yet now that it was here, she was overwhelmed with a mixture of joy and

sorrow...