Chapter 1481: Divine Flame

Chapter 1481: Divine Flame Zhang Lie had clearly been recognized by one of the challengers, a Redgold cultivator who sat cradled in a sun like a god. A jeweled vase, radiant and resplendent.

Zhang Lie scoffed upon seeing the familiar technique.

"I've fought your like three times by now. Don't you have any other techniques?"

Meanwhile, not far from him, Feng Xian was herself surrounded by cultivators. She attacked the enemy cultivators intensely but with surprising grace, like a beauty who had walked out of a painted scroll, her figure lithe and curvaceous. Her clothes fluttered in elegance even in the midst of heated battle, stirring the gathered crowd. Sᴇaʀᴄh the NovᴇlFɪre .ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

The Redgold cultivator's jeweled vase shone with radiant light as sword energy shot out. The radiant light arced across the air and transformed into thousands of beams of sword energy.

Zhang Lie crossed his twin blades. The blood moon resonated with the blade in his left hand, and the black sun with the blade in his right.

The black sun's flames strengthened Zhang Lie's attacks and burned away Li Feng's. As the realms of reality and illusion inverted, Zhang Lie simultaneously slashed forward with both blades, sealing the sword energy.

The Redgold cultivator remained calm.

In his heart, he contemplated the movement of thousands of different types of beasts, then integrated them into the most ordinary of sword techniques. The beams of sword energy transformed, into a rising phoenix, a roaring suanni, forked lightning, a phoenix's outstretched wings—with his hands clasped together, he invoked all manner of natural and supernatural beasts.

The Redgold cultivator's attack developed fully into a beast stampede.

"[Blades, Reverberate]!"

A blood dragon materialized around Zhang Lie. Energy poured out of him in waves, honing the edge of his blade. The pulses of energy struck the realm like a tsunami, devouring everything within.

The twin blades Guicang and Hanguang emitted a fearsome aura, shining as brightly as the sun and moon. Sword energy materialized from Guicang into a blood dragon that revolved around his body.

The blade Hanguang morphed into a black dragon, and the blade Guicang into a blood dragon. The two dragons, coiling together as one, shot out toward Zhou Ying like a hurricane, bearing down on him with the might of Zhang Lie's spiritual sea between them.

Infused with the blood moon and the black sun, the twin dragons formed a black whirlpool. Tremendous suction, like that from a black hole, sucked up everything around the two combatants—layers of earth sank into the whirlpool, obliterated in an instant.

Some of the cultivators observing the fight were unsteady on their feet and stumbled as they were forcibly sucked in.

Within the void, the Redgold cultivator peered at Zhang Lie in surprise. His opponent's aura was worthy of his further consideration.

"Suppression," he whispered, and his jeweled vase flew forward to take on Zhang Lie.

Zhang Lie slashed at the heavens themselves, his black hair fluttering in the wind.

The void rumbled as blazing light exploded from the cut. Heaven and earth shook in resonance; the light forced all the competitors to close their eyes momentarily.

The fighting was simply too intense. Light from the two cultivators struck each other like the parting of mountains and seas, the birth of immortals and demons, like primordial chaos itself.

As the dust finally ceased, the Redgold jeweled vase cracked and scattered like dust.

"That jeweled vase, a supreme relic of the Redgold race—destroyed?" The cultivators all around Zhang Lie were frozen stiff. It took them far too long to react to what had happened. They sucked in deep breaths. Zhang Lie truly was a fearsome opponent.

"I shall test your mettle!" A young cultivator with golden hair strode forward, his hair blazing and shining where sunlight struck it. Golden flames followed behind him, causing the void to warp and twist.

Zhang Lie stood still. Those who had been able to withstand Zhang Lie's attacks were surely exceptional cultivators themselves, but that also meant they were prideful enough not to attack Zhang Lie together. Even so, that didn't mean that he would entertain all challengers.

"What do you take me for, a buffet?" Zhang Lie called back, displeased.

Why should he have to fight everyone who wanted to fight him?

"Whoever dares challenge me will be met with lethal force," Zhang Lie announced, his eyes blazing. His gaze swept across the arrayed cultivators, including the golden-haired man walking forward.

The golden-haired man didn't break his stride. Was this a warning? A threat? He didn't fear it at all.

"Are you talking to me?" he asked coolly. His golden blood surged; pressure wafted from his body. His lips curled up in a mocking smirk, aloof and arrogant, as he looked down on Zhang Lie.

"You can think of it that way," Zhang Lie replied.

The golden-haired man was bathed in flame. Golden runes appeared over his muscles. His smile deepened. "How conceited. I can't imagine you'll live long—perhaps not even past this very day."

"Are you sure you're talking about me, or about yourself?" Zhang Lie retorted.

"Haha—do you think you can kill me? I'll send you on your way!" the golden-haired man retorted, divine force erupting from him. The golden runes flashed as the void itself was dyed golden. A raging ocean seemed to surge around him.

Zhang Lie was tall and lithe, with a gentlemanly appearance when he was calm. His eyes were limpid, his teeth white, his smile resplendent. He stared at the incoming cultivator and responded with his body.

He drew his blade and took the initiative to start the fight.

Within just a single moment, his calm air grew aggressive and assertive. His aura was like a coiling dragon, seeping out of his muscles. His sword cut at the very heavens, and the intersection of the blood moon and black sun made him look like a demon from the very pits of hell.

The two cultivators clashed; the stars fell and the ground cracked. Golden flames burst apart. Within moments, the golden-haired man was sent flying.

The golden-haired man was incredibly shocked;

Zhang Lie's skill and strength went far beyond what he could have expected.

Even so, knowing that the gaze of countless cultivators was upon him, he continued to assert dominance. From up high in the air, he looked downward at Zhang Lie and scoffed, "I have laid claim to many and many a star in the universe, and I strike only against the talented. I hope your death today won't sully that reputation of mine."

The implication was clear: Zhang Lie was barely deserving of his attacks.