Chapter 780: Between Mortal Fragility And Celestial Might
The two men were none other than Xiong Zi Ying and Tuzi AoFen, recently returned from their venture in the Demon Realm where they had been gathering rare herbs to cure Tuzi AoFen’s lingering illness. Having completed their task, they had returned to Rainrealm Continent only to stumble upon the chaos erupting here.
Drawn by the intense energy and destruction, they had come to investigate and were now faced with this unexpected scene.
From the sidelines, Dongfang Moqing arched a brow. His gaze lingered on the man with the white-and-pink hair. He recognized him immediately; this was none other than the ancestor of the Divine Kunlun Sect.
"Well, wow, what do we have here? It seems I arrived just in time for the fun," a new voice chimed in, rich with dark amusement. A black-haired man with piercing indigo eyes and flawless, porcelain-like skin stepped forward, his emerald sword gleaming at his side. Though his features were perfectly sculpted, there was a faintly twisted excitement in his expression, as if he were savoring the chaos unfolding before him.
"Why not let me join the fun as well?" said the flawless man, whose emerald sword shimmered ominously in his grip. He was Sikong Wenxia, the wielder of the Mythical Emerald Fire; ranked third among the five hottest flames in the world.
The youngest Master of the illustrious Sikong Clan, one of the top three clans in the Inner Domain, Sikong Wenxia possessed the Heavenly Spiritual Root of Fire. Known as both a prodigy and a madman, his bloodlust was infamous; his pleasure derived from slaughtering enemies without restraint.
To prevent him from wreaking havoc and ruining carefully laid plans, the ancestor of the Sikong Clan had sealed him away on the Sacred Island. But Sikong Wenxia had broken free of his imprisonment, drawn to the overwhelming surge of sinister energy on this planet. Sneaking off the island, he had come here in search of entertainment.
Joining him were other formidable figures: Gong Yi Ran, the most powerful swordsman of the Divine Kunlun Sect; Li Yongzheng, a prodigious talent from the Purple Amethyst Sect; and Su Lanfei, the second-ranked swordwoman of the Crescent Sword Sect.
The moment Shenlian Yingyue caught sight of Su Lanfei, a heavy feeling settled over her chest. She didn’t know why, but seeing A’Fei’s cold, expressionless face always stirred a deep unease within her. It was as though Su Lanfei was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders.
Distracted by the arrival of Xiong Zi Ying, Tuzi AoFen, and Su Lanfei, Shenlian Yingyue’s attention faltered. Though she remained vigilant against Infernal Volcanic, it was clear her strength was no match for his. While her speed was impressive, his was superior. Sensing an opportunity, Infernal Volcanic launched an attack.
Molten lava rained down from the sky, its searing heat undeterred by the cold downpour. Lava cascaded toward Shenlian Yingyue from every direction, forcing her to dodge with all her might.