Translator: CinderTL
Boom!!
A world-shaking roar erupted, as if the heavens and earth were splitting apart.
The yellow sand disintegrated, and a circular shockwave expanded for thousands of meters, scattering the swirling clouds.
The golden fist imprint shattered the world rock wall, cracks spiderwebbing across its surface with a deafening crack that echoed in every ear.
Trembling gazes turned toward the devastation, and even the distant Lava Lord felt a flicker of alarm.
"Something's wrong!"
His serpent eyes narrowed as several scales on his body shattered simultaneously, leaking crimson blood.
His trembling serpent claws were forced upward, the overwhelming backlash of power striking directly at his mind.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the next instant, the golden giant unleashed another thunderous punch.
The air exploded as the fist blurred into a golden afterimage, resembling a meteor shower.
The world rock wall continued to crumble under the relentless assault, the comet-like fist driving it back toward the heavens, higher and higher.
The violent shockwaves engulfed every inch of the world's space and earth, brutally tearing through the viscous, oppressive atmosphere.
Crack! Crack!
In an instant, the azure light of the sky pierced through the widening fissures in the rock wall, flooding the Holy City and filling the eyes of every inhabitant.
The petrified palace slowly shed its gray hue. Kali and the other humanoid stone statues seemed to struggle against their confinement, as if roaring in defiance.
Within the Holy City, the defenders gained a new breath of life. Adams, deep in the crater, frantically channeled his inner power, causing the statues' surfaces to tremble and shed dust.
Elite warriors in full armor straightened their backs as if seeing a glimmer of hope. Though bloodstained, they gripped their blades tightly, their eyes gleaming as they glared at the relentless Serpentfolk Army outside.
"Brothers!!" Yan Le roared, leaping from the shattered city wall with a thunderous crash.
His charge served as a signal. With renewed vigor, the Legion Warriors surged over the walls, their battle cries echoing across the battlefield as they fought through their injuries.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Flesh exploded, and scales of varying colors scattered across the earth.
The giant two-headed serpentfolk assaulting the city, the stealthy assassins of the Black Blade Tribe, the archers of the Huorong Tribe, and the silverfrost bloodline warriors who could freeze the very ground—one by one, Serpentfolk fell, their heads severed or hearts pierced.
The Holy City's warriors, like a bloodstained iron blade, plunged into the Serpentfolk Army's disorganized ranks, forcibly cleaving through the locust-like swarm.
In that moment, the earth churned in a continuous sandstorm. At its center stood the Holy Shield Colossus, a mountain of metal that suppressed all Serpentfolk Saints and Temple Envoys simultaneously.
As for the scattered Serpentfolk and Giant Lizards, the Holy City warriors relentlessly slaughtered them, their headless corpses littering the ground, staining the earth crimson and providing grim nourishment to the soil.
The counterattack had begun, growing fiercer by the moment.
All of this was reflected in the Serpent Eyes high above. The Lava Lord, suspended in the void, his face contorted with fury and disbelief. He had never imagined that these humans, insignificant as insects, would dare to leave the Holy City.
"Damn insects!"
His roar reverberated through the air, followed by another earth-shattering boom.
Boom!!
The seemingly indestructible world rock wall was breached again, leaving a gaping hole hundreds of meters wide.
Azure sunlight flooded the earth, banishing the oppressive darkness and cold brutality that had reigned before.
The golden giant retracted its fist like a God of War, the golden illusion at its heart dissipating to reveal the cold, piercing gaze of the young man within.
"Your strength... it seems rather underwhelming," Chen Feng said in a low voice, his eyes sharp as knives.
In the next instant, the golden giant charged forward, clenching its right fist and unleashing a lethal strike.
Whoosh!!
The air surged, the viscous shockwave crashing like a tsunami.
The cloud layer above shattered once more, and the Lava Lord, his face contorted with rage, neither dodged nor blocked, instead clenching his five fingers into a fist.
Whoosh!!
The shattered rock walls high above transformed, coalescing into a colossal, winding lava serpent, its body entirely brown.
Brown scales spread inch by inch, as if the earth itself had been molded into this serpentine form, its tail stretching beyond the horizon.
An invisible force radiated outward, and the serpent's eyes—cold as dormant volcanoes—locked onto Chen Feng, causing every inch of his flesh, bone, and sinew to freeze solid.
The sky and earth turned gray, the trembling air thick with gray particles.
All color vanished, and the distant cries of battle from below grew fainter.
Deathly silence, icy cold...
Chen Feng felt his consciousness fading, his blood congealing, and his heart gradually ceasing to beat.
"You really thought I had no way to deal with you?"
With a mocking smile, the Lava Lord moved slowly, drifting to the lava serpent's nostril.
As if standing on a rocky cliff, his figure seemed to merge with the two mountain-like brown serpent eyes.
"If not for the depletion of the sacred object's Origin earlier, why would I have bothered with you for so long?"
"Now, let's see how you fare."
Buzz!
As his words fell, the golden giant visibly froze in mid-air, its radiant glow fading as a deathly gray gradually enveloped it inch by inch.
Chen Feng, whose left chest had been pierced, froze mid-motion, transforming into a gray Stone Statue in human form, both sinking into final, deathly stillness.
This scene unfolded before the eyes of the warriors below. Every Holy City warrior paused, their heads tilting upward in unison.
The Golden Qi that had transformed the earth into an absolute domain dissipated, and the giant towering above the clouds became a gray statue.
The formidable aura that had once seemed capable of supporting the heavens now rapidly faded, as if the giant had become a lifeless object, incapable of further resistance.
"How is this possible?!"
Olon, who had been rampaging through the battlefield, smashing a two-headed giant serpent, halted abruptly, his broadsword dripping with fresh blood.
The other fourth-tier warriors following Olon, all elites who had participated in numerous campaigns to exterminate Serpent-Folk Tribes, halted their movements and glanced anxiously at the sky.
Could even Lord Feng Chen be unable to resist petrification?
Whoosh!
Distracted, they failed to notice a flame arrow transforming into a giant python, lunging toward them.
Just as the fiery serpent was about to annihilate several warriors, a massive shield materialized in mid-air, arriving in the nick of time.
Boom!!
The flame arrow's transformed python shattered violently, and the pitch-black shield, now resembling a mountain seal, continued its forward momentum.
The sonic boom tore through the air, and a shockwave erupted in a circular blast.
A fourth-tier Serpentfolk from the Huorong Tribe, who had launched the sneak attack from afar, was instantly annihilated, crimson scales scattering across the sky.
Olon and his companions snapped out of their daze. With a thunderous thud, Yan Le, a mountain of a warrior, charged through their ranks like a war chariot, unstoppable and relentless.
"What are you all spacing out for?! How could Lord Feng Chen possibly lose?!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Yan Le's booming voice echoed in their minds as he relentlessly crushed Serpentfolk after Serpentfolk.
The surrounding tide of enemies momentarily parted, leaving a brief vacuum. Splattered blood, flesh, and scales brushed past their faces, falling into the fissures and ravines of the earth, jolting Olon and his companions back to their senses.
Instinctively, they turned to watch Yan Le's relentless charge.
He was heading straight for the rear of the Serpentfolk Army.
The Platinum Colossus stood tall against the sky, relentlessly pursuing the Serpentfolk Saint of the Eight Great Tribes.
Meanwhile, the crimson Angelic Power summoned by the Temple Envoy was also being suppressed.
"That's it!" Olon exclaimed, his expression suddenly brightening as realization struck him.
The Platinum Colossus was Lord Feng Chen's most loyal companion. How could it possibly stand by if its master were in danger?
The thought flashed through their minds as they turned their gaze back to the heavens.
Buzz!
From within the gray giant frozen mid-air, an emerald green light began to slowly rise.
The Lava Lord, observing everything from above, narrowed his Serpent Eyes as a powerful heartbeat, brimming with vitality, echoed through the sky.
Boom!
The sound, like a war drum, reverberated across the heavens.
The gray giant seemed to twitch momentarily, the emerald light at its heart growing increasingly intense.
Finally, the light transformed into a dense aura of life force and blinding radiance, completely enveloping the gray giant.
"Impossible!" The Lava Lord's face darkened slightly, his mind reeling.
This was his own Lava Authority, and even though it was only a clone with limited power, it shouldn't have been breached.
Crack!
Yet, just as his doubts arose, a crisp, shattering sound rang out.
The emerald light vanished abruptly, and the gray giant, standing once more on the earth and towering into the clouds, reappeared in its entirety.
It appeared normal, showing no significant changes from before.
But then...
Crack!
Another crisp sound echoed as the constricting serpent eyes locked onto the source.
A fissure had silently torn through the petrified gray surface, revealing a glimpse of the golden Steel Bones beneath.
"Damn it," the Lava Lord cursed inwardly, sensing a growing unease. The giant lava python coiled behind him began gathering brown, swirling energy once more.
In that instant...
Boom!!
The petrified gray particles shattered explosively, and brilliant golden light surged skyward once again.
At the giant's heart, Chen Feng retracted his innate life heart, a flicker of emerald light flashing in his eyes.
Everything was unfolding almost exactly as he had predicted.
The petrification's bizarre power had already tapped into the very Origin of some fundamental rule.
Even with the combined defenses of his Steel Bones, Physical Body, and Azure Armor, he couldn't completely evade its effects.
Fortunately, he possessed the Heart of Life, a formidable innate talent rooted in the life rule itself.
This ability could repair any damage inflicted upon his life force, including the flesh and spirit erosion caused by petrification.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the golden armor giant shuddered.
It seemed to move, yet nothing had changed.
The giant lava python once again cast its terrifying gaze, petrifying the golden armor giant anew.
Yet, no triumph flickered in the Lava Lord's eyes. Instead, a deep suspicion clouded his expression.
The reason was simple.
"Looking for me?"
Boom!!
The petrified golden armor giant shattered into countless gray fragments, dissolving into the swirling yellow sand.
But a new, diminutive figure had materialized beside him, staring back from just a few meters away.
"Courting death!"
Brown light surged through the Lava Lord's reptilian body as he unleashed a thunderous punch.
Whoosh!!
The lizard-like physique erupted with primal power, amplified by the primordial energy flowing from the giant lava python behind him.
The shockwave exploded outward, carving a straight, thousand-meter-long line across the sky.
The dark cyan figure of Chen Feng vanished as if obliterated by the blow.
But...
Whoosh!!
A new figure materialized, its Fiberglass eyes locked onto the Lava Lord from mere meters away.
Blood-red wings arced through the air, and before the Lava Lord could react, more figures began to surround him.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A series of delayed sonic booms echoed through the air as the azure-armored figure with a single black horn nearly encircled him.
Booming fist, side kick, knee strike, elbow strike.
Each distinct attack posture froze mid-air, several meters away, like illusory afterimages suspended in time.
A careful count revealed eight such figures, completely surrounding him from all directions.
The serpent's head, covered in brown scales, rotated slowly. For some reason, a chill ran down the Lava Lord's spine.
No escape. No evasion.
Driven by primal instinct, he immediately unleashed his remaining power, summoning his true form.
Buzz!
The brown light coalesced once more as a fresh surge of primordial power flowed from the giant lava python high above.
His body swelled again, transforming into a ferocious Giant Lizard nearly seven meters tall.
Brown lava armor solidified around him, forming an impenetrable defense. Even the giant lava python coiled down from the sky, attempting to shield him at its center.
"Horn Strike."
Finally, a low, murmured voice echoed from behind.
The Lava Lord's vertical pupils flashed with murderous intent as he whirled around, clenching his fists.
"Die!!"
Whoosh!!
A powerful fist wind tore through the sky as he roared and unleashed his punch. He saw Chen Feng, who had instantly appeared behind him, evading the giant lava python's defensive coils, and delivering his own devastating blow.
Fiberglass's eyes reflected his own distorted face. With a savage grin, he channeled his full power, ready to shatter the black-armored figure with a single strike.
But then—
Swoosh!!
Another sonic boom echoed belatedly from behind, and the light in his peripheral vision rapidly dimmed.
Time seemed to slow. The black-armored phantom still lunged forward, but Fiberglass's Scarlet Eyes now reflected a series of shimmering, humanoid afterimages.
All the frozen phantoms in mid-air began to move simultaneously, as if solidifying into reality.
Including the final figure that had materialized directly behind him.
Boom!!!
Golden light erupted skyward as ten Scarlet Gold pillars shot forth in unison.
The combined force of these attacks coalesced into a single, devastating strike—the special technique of the Pinnacle of Speed, unleashed upon the world.
Rumble!!
The earth-shattering roar annihilated all in its path.
Every Serpentfolk and Holy City warrior below froze in their slaughter, instinctively craning their necks to gaze skyward.
The petrified palace regained its vibrant colors. Deep within the crater, Adams's eyes twitched, shaking off the dust as he strained to look up.
The world seemed to fall into a momentary silence, followed by an even more violent tempest.
Crash!!
The wind and clouds shattered, their shockwaves rippling across thousands of meters.
The golden light illuminating the world erupted like an explosion, transforming the pristine white cloud layer above into a colossal mushroom-shaped cloud.
Every figure on the earth felt the wind and sand sting their eyes, their robes and armor flapping violently.
The ferocious gale threatened to lift them off the ground and send them flying backward.
"Not good!!"
Their faces paled as they frantically braced themselves, either driving their weapons into the ground or crouching low.
Yan Le, a Saint, gritted his teeth, his massive shield straining to protect those behind him.
Just as he was about to collapse, platinum stone wings unfurled, transforming into a stone shield. Simultaneously, the earth surged upward, forming a world rock wall to block the tempest.
The roaring wind momentarily subsided. Some forced their eyes open and looked skyward again.
The giant lava python, its serpentine body coiled around continental plates, shattered into illusory spiritual light, gradually dissipating from the world.
At the epicenter of the sky-piercing golden light, the Lava Lord, resembling a colossal lizard, trembled violently, losing most of his flesh.
"You..."
He opened his mouth, his Serpent Eyes bloodshot, every scale cracking and peeling away, staining the ground crimson.
Lowering his head slightly, he stared at his body in disbelief.
A dark, fist-shaped imprint had pierced through him without resistance.
A massive, semicircular hole gaped in his chest and abdomen, where the lava armor had once protected him.
The lower half of his Giant Lizard form had vanished completely, droplets of blood cascading from severed vessels and torn flesh, plummeting from the sky.
"It seems you've been defeated," Chen Feng's deep voice echoed as he slowly withdrew his fist.
A few drops of blood splattered across the dark, menacing carapace, wisps of white steam curling and dissipating around it.
The crimson Fiberglass eyes, like suspended, bottomless lakes, reflected the world below. All overlapping afterimages had vanished, and the shockwave had even cleared the cloud layer above.
"Hah... hah..."
The Lava Lord's mouth opened, his bloodshot, vertical pupils burning with fury and savage rage.
Chen Feng's taunting words pierced his heart like sharp thorns. Even as a mere angel clone, he refused to accept such a humiliating defeat.
Their gazes locked in an instant.
As if sensing the Lava Lord's desperate struggle and detecting the rapidly gathering Angelic Power, poised to self-destruct, Chen Feng acted swiftly.
Pfft!
Blood sprayed, scales shattered.
The Lava Lord, already missing half his body, flinched violently as searing pain jolted through him. His remaining chest, pierced by a golden spear, was pinned to the sky.
The primordial power, poised to self-destruct, was swiftly drained, surging along the spear and into the man on the other side.
"Excellent nourishment," Chen Feng remarked coolly, his Heart of Life rapidly replenishing its depleted reserves.
The Lava Lord's fury intensified, but he found himself unable to utter a single word.
The clone body, painstakingly forged through various methods and Blood Sacrifices, withered rapidly, resembling parched, cracked lakebeds or desiccated trees stripped of all moisture.
Finally, with a whoosh!
A colossal shadow loomed in the sky.
Gale-force winds swept across the battlefield, scattering the Lava Lord's form like desert sand, dissolving it into motes of ash.
Every gaze froze, and the world fell silent once more.
The people of the Holy City stood stunned for a moment, then erupted into thunderous cheers of jubilation.
In stark contrast, the Serpentfolk Army, which had previously held the advantage, now stared despairingly at the heavens, their faces ashen with terror.
The lone figure of a youth stood suspended in the void, gazing down upon the masses.
Their revered Lord Lava had been utterly vanquished, his power extinguished in this very place.
This was the clone empowered by the Angelic Power Origin, a divine force capable of annihilating the Holy City with overwhelming might.
But then...
Whoosh!
The wind roared anew, amplifying every thought and fear.
The shadow cast by the high-altitude cloud layer grew colossal, and the pyramid-shaped world ark slowly emerged, piercing through the mist to dominate the sky.
This colossal creation, representing the pinnacle of civilization, had finally arrived at the Holy City. The Serpentfolk stood frozen in place, their pupils contracting to pinpricks as their trembling bodies reacted to what seemed like their natural predator.
The massive shadow gradually enveloped the earth, inch by inch, until it blotted out the blazing sunlight.
"Am I too late?"
The Star Spirit's voice echoed in Chen Feng's mind, her petite figure reflected in his consciousness. Her small face wore an expression of regret, as if lamenting having missed an earth-shattering battle.
Standing motionless in the void, Chen Feng remained unwavering. He had sensed something amiss and, after absorbing the necessary resources, had detached from the Heaven's Fall and rushed to the Holy City.
Now, as his dark eyes surveyed the earth, the routed and terrified Serpentfolk Army scattered like ants, reduced to mere black specks. The Holy City's legion had completely turned the tide, and the world ark slowly floated into position behind him.
"Let's end this," he said coldly.
(End of the Chapter)
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