Chapter 157 91: Frost Cold Spiritual Fire
Countless silver sword gleams, like celestial meteorites, ripped through the sky, forming a River of Sword Qi that bore down on the void and thundered toward Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen's expression was grim, yet showed no trace of panic. A scorching flicker of fire flashed in his eyes, radiating an aura as searing as the blazing sun!
Then, an overwhelming torrent of fire erupted from Xiao Chen's body, instantly transforming the surrounding space into a sea of flames.
As the terrifying blaze appeared, the temperature of the void skyrocketed.
The searing heat warped the very air.
A sea of fire surged forth, as if to incinerate the void itself.
The next instant,
Xiao Chen thrust his palm forward.
In a flash, the terrifying sea of fire descended upon the world, its tyrannical flames surging to meet the countless silver sword images that resembled celestial meteorites!!
BOOM! RUMBLE!
The flames, like a towering inferno, crashed overwhelmingly into the thousands of silver sword images.
In an instant,
an incomparably powerful explosion erupted.
The terrifying sea of fire and the thousands of sword gleams intertwined, causing the entire world to erupt in a dazzling, brilliant light. It was like a rising Great Sun Divine Wheel, its overwhelming radiance illuminating every corner of the land!!!
Then,
in the blink of an eye, the space around the point of impact seemed to be squeezed outward, buckling and heaving in great waves.
It was like monstrous ocean waves, one after another, rapidly expanding outward!
The void shattered like glass. Terrifying spatial rifts appeared, seemingly leaking dreadful gales of energy that horrified the onlookers!
Under the terrifying aftershock,
the massive, sprawling arena instantly collapsed as if an earth dragon had stirred beneath it. A web of ferocious cracks, like enraged serpents, spread across its surface.
"This… This is just too powerful!"
"If I went up there, I'd be killed in a single blow!"
"Xiao Chen will definitely have a place in the Inner Sect Grand Competition next year!"
"They're from the same cohort, and both have challenged Song Fuchuan!"
"A clash between a dragon and a tiger!"
"At the Inner Sect Grand Competition, I wonder who will be stronger, Senior Brother Gu or Xiao Chen?!"
A middle-aged Cultivator, who had been in the Inner Sect for a long time but was still only at the True Martial Third Layer, couldn't help but remark.
"What kind of damn nonsense is that?
Senior Brother Gu's Thunder Technique is heaven-reaching and earth-shattering, and his Wushuang Saber Technique can cleave the universe.
How could Xiao Chen possibly be a match for him?"
Hearing this, a burly, bald Cultivator standing nearby, a devoted fan of Gu Yun, sneered without hesitation.
"But Xiao Chen is so young,
not even thirty, and yet he's this powerful. His potential is limitless!"
"That terrifying Ice Blue Fiery Flame just now,
if I'm not mistaken,
was the Frost Cold Spiritual Fire, one of the twenty-four Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fires!"
a young, scholarly-looking Cultivator with a refined face, holding a folding fan, said with a hint of surprise.
You have to understand, this was the Frost Cold Spiritual Fire.
It's incredibly rare, born in the most frigid lands. Its icy flames can incinerate the heavens and freeze the very earth!
Ordinary people would never be fortunate enough to even encounter the Frost Cold Spiritual Fire.
And even if they did,
trying to subdue it
would be a fool's errand!
They wouldn't be able to withstand its corrosive power
and would be reduced to ash, wiped from existence.
Yet Xiao Chen somehow managed to subdue it. And judging by how skillfully he wields it, he's in a league far beyond any ordinary person."
"Hiss—
So it really is the Frost Cold Spiritual Fire, ranked fourteenth on the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fire List!
No wonder I could feel that inexplicable, bone-chilling cold from so far away, while at the same time it was scorchingly hot. It was like experiencing the extremes of both ice and fire!!"
A person nearby exclaimed upon hearing this.
At this moment,
after the terrifying sea of fire collided with the thousands of silver sword images,
the mighty shockwave still roiled the air like ocean waves, its power utterly terrifying!!
Once the blast had finally subsided,
Xiao Chen stood tall in the air, his robes whipping about him. He gripped his Fiery Flaming Spear, his long black hair dancing wildly!
His eyes blazed like the sun, radiating an astonishing power!!
The next instant,
he stepped upon the air, which rippled like the surface of a lake. With a flash, his figure shot through the void, transforming into a fiery meteor. Gripping his Fiery Flaming Spear,
he crossed hundreds, even thousands of feet in an instant, plunging down to skewer Song Fuchuan from above!!
In Song Fuchuan's eyes,
a speck of fiery light grew larger and larger.
Then, the spear struck like a dragon!!
It seared the heavens and blazed across the sky!
It thrust fiercely toward him!
Song Fuchuan's reaction was astonishingly fast.
Almost instantly,
SHING!
The clear ring of his silver-gleaming Spiritual Weapon Longsword echoed,
and he swung it upward. A torrent of Sword Qi swept out,
its powerful Sword Momentum ripping through the air to violently collide with the descending Flame Spear!!
CLANG!
The force of the collision instantly sent tsunami-like shockwaves rolling through the air,
followed by a sound like the clash of armies on a battlefield!
The sound instantly echoed to the heavens, shaking the entire region!!
Then, without a moment's hesitation,
the two of them became streaks of light, flickering and clashing violently above the arena!!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
They fought from the sky down to the center of the arena!
From the center of the arena to its very edge!!
And from the edge, they fought their way back into the sky!!!
Xiao Chen's terrifying flames seemed to incinerate everything around him. He wielded his Fiery Flaming Spear with divine skill; with every move, his flames burned the very air,
as if splitting the void in two and burning it to nothing!!
Song Fuchuan was even more astonishing. Heaven-Reaching Sword Qi surged from his body, and the powerful Sword Qi unleashed by his Longsword arced like a rainbow, tearing through the void.
His astonishing Sword Momentum permeated every corner of the sky. The serpentine cracks crisscrossing the arena's floor pulsed with the remnants of his incredible Sword Momentum,
and under its pressure, the hard stone slabs were instantly sliced to dust!!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The terrifying force of their battle was like a Celestial Meteorite crashing into a boundless ocean, kicking up endless giant waves that shook the world!!
"Hiss—!!"
"They're too strong!"
"Song Fuchuan's reputation on the Profound Celestial List is well-deserved!"
"But for Xiao Chen to be able to fight him to this degree… that's absolutely Heaven-Defying!!"
Watching such a ferocious duel from the spectator stands surrounding the vast arena,
the disciples couldn't help but gasp and swallow hard at the world-shaking power on display.
"In this fight… Song Fuchuan isn't going to be upset by Xiao Chen, is he?!"
a tall, plain-looking Cultivator asked uncertainly.
"That… how could that be possible?"
"And why not?!!
Look how intensely Xiao Chen is fighting Song Fuchuan! They're about to completely destroy this massive arena!!"
"If Xiao Chen wins, that would be unimaginable!
Another prodigy on par with Senior Brother Gu would have emerged!!"
"Then at the Inner Sect Grand Competition, it would be a clash of two dragons. Who's stronger and who's weaker would be anyone's guess!"
The disciples marveled in their hearts as they watched the intense clash between Xiao Chen and the Profound Celestial List's Song Fuchuan.
Of course, the two combatants were oblivious to all this.
Xiao Chen and Song Fuchuan were now fighting in deadly earnest.
With every wave of his hand, Xiao Chen's flames threatened to burn the sky to cinders. Any one of his strikes seemed capable of searing right through the fabric of space!
Song Fuchuan's Sword Qi filled the air. With every swing of his Longsword, his Sword Qi flowed like a great, inexhaustible river, cutting through the sky as if to slice the void into oblivion.
In such a high-intensity battle,
injuries were inevitable.
Song Fuchuan's robes were scorched black. Now and then, a spear strike would cut his flesh, drawing blood and leaving him looking somewhat battered.
Xiao Chen was in no better shape. His body was covered in countless sword wounds, his robes were tattered, and blood flowed freely from his cuts!!
BAM!
Another powerful collision sent shockwaves rippling through the void.
As their flickering figures pulled apart,
"You fell for it!!"
Despite his tattered and scorched robes, the corner of Song Fuchuan's mouth curled into a slight smirk.
A sword-like gleam flashed in his eyes, as sharp and piercing as a blade that could run through the heavens!