Volume 1, Chapter 437 – Everyone, Go On Ahead

Everything within a radius of tens of thousands of li was swallowed by blazing Solar True Fire. Flames soared, the void melted, and everything within was refined into ashes.

Shi Lan remained hidden tens of thousands of li away and quietly drew in a breath, her gaze fixed on the center of the flames. There was not the slightest change on her mission panel. That man was still not dead!

That such a terrifyingly destructive item had failed to kill the silver-armored man, who was already showing signs of fatigue, truly came as a surprise to her.

A figure staggered out from the raging true fire, his entire body scorched black. The silver soft armor had lost its former luster, and streaks of charred cracks had appeared across it.

His eyes were locked on Shi Lan’s direction. With his skin split and flesh torn, no expression could be seen on his face, but his gaze was utterly cold.

“Shriek—”

Shi Lan closed her fingers around the World-Ending Divine Thunder, preparing to unleash her next move, when a clear, ringing cry sounded out once more.

The crimson ferocious bird returned after leaving. Opening its beak, it inhaled like a whale swallowing the sea, drawing all the scattered Solar True Fire around it into its belly.

Its feathers instantly spread wide, and even its heavily wounded body began to show signs of recovery as rune-light blazed brilliantly.

“Shriek—”

The towering true fire returned once more, sweeping across the heavens.

This ferocious bird’s attainment in the Dao of fire was simply terrifying. It already possessed a trace of the true meaning of the Vermilion Bird, and the true fire it spat out at this moment was even more domineering than the Solar True Fire from before.

The silver-armored man had already been at the end of his strength. After suffering repeated heavy injuries, faced with this divine flame, powerful enough to rival the eruption of a stellar sun, he was forced back again and again, perilously close to death.

Bzzz—

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As the silver-armored man struggled to deal with the endless burning of the true fire, a shrill howl of wind suddenly rang out beside his ear.

A black war halberd appeared at the edge of his vision, its edge fully revealed. The sharp astral qi was so keen it nearly tore apart his pupils.

Catching sight of Shi Lan’s figure in the distance through the halberd’s gleam, the silver-armored man was both furious and alarmed.

He had never imagined that an ant so weak would actually dare attack him.

‘How dare she?!’

The timing of the incoming halberd was viciously precise, and there was no way to dodge it. The silver-armored man could only raise an arm to take it head-on.

The sharpness of the halberd blade far exceeded his expectations. The soft armor wrapped around his arm was pierced through instantly, nearly severing his forearm.

Shi Lan recalled the Scarlet Crow War Halberd. Its blade was crimson-red and trembling faintly, its weapon spirit on the verge of awakening.

In Shi Lan’s hands, this was the first time it had tasted the blood of an eighth-tier lifeform, and it was incomparably excited.

The flame runes in the sky erupted with brilliant light as the crimson ferocious bird intensified its assault, forcing back the silver-armored man when he tried to strike at Shi Lan.

Shi Lan did not let the opportunity pass. Without the slightest hesitation, she attacked again. The war halberd, its aura growing ever more terrifying, soared into the air and slashed across the sky like black lightning.

The pressure brought by the crimson ferocious bird grew heavier and heavier, and with Shi Lan constantly harrying him, the silver-armored man, already at the end of his strength, could no longer keep up.

“Pfft!”

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The silver-armored man, so enraged it struck his heart, coughed up a mouthful of blood. Enduring the true fire by force, he suddenly lunged partway toward Shi Lan, killing intent blazing in his eyes. A streak of radiance suddenly flashed across his ruined body.

Boom!

A world-shaking blast erupted like thunder from a clear sky, and a cluster of pale golden flames entered Shi Lan’s sight.

The silver-armored man exploded in midair, firelight surging skyward. The vast shockwave was like a giant hammer, hurling Shi Lan thousands of li away and smashing through countless mountains and great ranges in succession.

“Cough…”

Shi Lan climbed out from amidst the shattered rocks, covered in dust and dirt. Aside from looking a little battered and having her blood and qi churn, she had suffered no real injuries.

Coming back to herself, Shi Lan opened the system panel. Seeing the mission progress marked complete, she could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

Whoosh—

A wild wind swept past as the crimson ferocious bird folded its wings and landed steadily beside Shi Lan. In its pale golden pupils was reflected her face.

“Thank you.”

A crisp voice sounded by Shi Lan’s ear, as pleasant as pearls rolling across a jade plate.

“My name is Chi Junyu.”

“There’s no need to thank me. My name is Shi Lan.”

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Shi Lan shook her head. If she had not acted, the one who would likely have died now might well have been her. If she had met that man head-on, she did not think she would have had a chance to use those items at all.

The power of the eighth tier had still exceeded her expectations somewhat.

“Qiongluo is extremely dangerous now. If you can leave… leave quickly.”

Chi Junyu had already seen that Shi Lan was not a native of the Qiongluo Realm, but it did not care. After speaking, it spread its wings, preparing to depart.

Qiongluo was now engulfed in war everywhere. It had no time to waste and still had to go elsewhere to resist the foreign invaders.

“Wait.”

Shi Lan called out to Chi Junyu, her eyes flickering slightly as a thought arose in her mind.

“Take me with you. I might be able to help.”

Chi Junyu was undoubtedly a very powerful fighter. With it coordinating from the side, perhaps she could kill a few more eighth-tier enemies. When that happened, the reward for this mission would surely be considerable.

…

The starry sky beyond the domain.

Several starfields had been blasted through, leaving the cosmos in utter ruin. Supreme blood drifted through the stars, radiating immense pressure, while the resonance of the laws wailed in grief. Everything bore witness to just how terrifying that earlier battle of Supremes had been.

Only six Supreme auras remained in the starry sky, all belonging to the Reincarnation Hall.

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Six against five had already given them the advantage in numbers. In addition, among the Supremes the Reincarnation Hall had brought on this expedition, aside from one newly advanced Yang Supreme, the rest had mostly attained the Dao long ago and possessed deep foundations.

Although they had won, there was little joy on their faces. Supremes had too many life-preserving trump cards. Even though they had held the advantage, they had ultimately failed to keep even a single one behind. It had been a battle for nothing.

With the external enemy gone, the six Supremes drew clear lines between themselves and split into three factions. Standing beside Emperor Yuan were two Supremes. Apart from Cloud Saint, there was also a black-robed young man with yin-yang divine diagrams faintly appearing in his eyes, making him unfathomably mysterious.

The Giant Spirit King stood in the distance, idly toying with a few stars at his fingertips. Beside him stood a middle-aged man in a dragon robe, carrying an indescribable air of nobility.

The last side consisted only of Yang Supreme. He was a newly advanced Supreme, and his ties with these veteran powerhouses were still shallow. The powers behind Emperor Yuan and the Giant Spirit King were both anything but simple, so it was not convenient for him to casually choose a side. He could only stand alone.

“We should enter the realm first and begin making preparations to send Qiongluo back to the Hall. Those few escaped, and they may well bring powerful reinforcements. If that happens, another bitter battle awaits.”

Seeing that the others had remained silent for a long time, Cloud Saint spoke first to ease the atmosphere.

Cloud Saint’s status was special. Although he stood by Emperor Yuan’s side, the Giant Spirit King did not bear much ill will toward him and merely nodded slowly.

The others had no objections. Yang Supreme had just been about to go along with the flow when he suddenly recalled Mister Dongfang’s warning and fell into thought.

If the divination at the time had not been wrong, then a Supreme was certain to fall in this battle. Yet that had obviously still not happened, and everything had gone far too smoothly…

After a few breaths, he made up his mind. Looking at the other five Supremes, he said solemnly,

“All of you go on ahead. I will remain here and hold the line. If enemies arrive, I can still block them for a while.”