Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 1520: Seeing What's Up

Purple flames transformed into Sun Mengmeng's raiment. A long tail of flames whizzed by behind her, radiating a phantasmagorical glow. Like a meteor, she shot forward.

Her beautiful features took on a tinge of the fantastical when lit by the purple firelight.

With the barest hissing of wind, she unsheathed a long dark-red dagger. It struck the divine arrow in the air in an explosion of silver light and purple flames.

Everyone was fighting. Feng Xian and Sun Mengmeng tangled with each other as they fought.

Wind blew by Zhang Lie's back as the sapphire-blue scorpion's stinger shot toward him. Zang Lie whirled around and counterattacked with his pointer finger.

"[The Boundless Blade: Yawning Wave]!"

Zhang Lie swung downwards with a heavy blow, and a shark swam forth. It batted away the scorpion's stinger, and the shark bit down on it. However, the scorpion was too strong. It decisively retreated and allowed its tail to be bitten off.

The man in dark green robes sat quietly before the pillar of light, observing the fights unfolding below him from high above, like a god who maintained control over all things. Radiant Sun stood before him. Except for his initial blow, he hadn't struck again.

The man in dark green robes asked, "Aren't you going to participate?"

Radiant Sun sneered. "Why should I join the kids fighting in the playground?"

"Didn't you want to test that interesting fellow who beat your son?"

Radiant Sun raised his head proudly. "I'll wait until he has the strength to stand before me."

The golden luan shot forward and clashed with Zhang Lie. No one was willing to back down; a huge fight ensued.

Zhang Lie struck with full force, pale blue genetic energy surging around his pointer finger.

After hundreds of clashes, the golden luan finally shrieked in agony. Zhang Lie's pointer finger had sliced off its head as it slumped to the ground.

Whoever the golden elephant's foe had been had done a number on it. Its skin was dripping with blood, and it had suffered grievous injuries. It rampaged as it fell toward Zhang Lie, its eyes blood-red.

Another melee occurred. In the end, Zhang Lie stuck his pointer finger into its forehead, causing the golden elephant to bellow in its death throes amidst a shower of blood.

Intense fighting took place all across the altar. The ancient hall imposed unusual restrictions on those within it, forcing them to the ground. Climbing up the altar would require surmounting exceptional pressure.

Suddenly, a blood-red glow appeared, forcing Zhang Lie to squint. He knew that he had encountered a particularly fearsome opponent; he could clearly sense the keen edge of his opponent's weapon.

The two cultivators brushed past each other in a shower of blood.

Zhang Lie turned back to clearly see his opponent: a Holywing with a pair of bright golden wings, Sheng Gu.

Sheng Gu held a blood-red lance with his left hand, the weapon which had pierced Zhang Lie's palm and caused him to bleed.

Sheng Gu wasn't doing so well himself, however. Zhang Lie had torn one of his wings off.

"I'm in the mood for roasted chicken wings right now," he murmured to himself.

Sheng Gu seethed in rage. The two cultivators faced off once more.

This time, Sheng Gu bled further. Zhang Lie tore off a portion of his other wing as the two cultivators brushed past one another.

Sheng Gu chose to retreat, realizing that Zhang Lie would be a difficult foe. He didn't want to face off against him just yet.

"[Avatar of the Fae: Earthbound Prison]!"

Zhou Ying released all her stored vitality at once, causing the ground to quake as thousands of jade-green wood dragons rushed out of the earth. Each dragon was about six hundred meters wide, with skin flecked with golden radiance. The sneak attack from behind entangled Sheng Gu and restrained his arms and legs.

"You despicable—!" Sheng Gu cried out.

Zhang Lie smiled. "Zhou Ying, I see you've been corrupted too."

The strength and power that the Holywings drew upon were condensed in their wings. Sheng Gu's wings had been torn off by Zhang Lie and his movement restrained by Zhou Ying; he was now at his weakest.

"[Storm of Leaves: Void Cut]!"

Zhou Ying's void daggers cut at the void and pierced through his back before he could do anything.

"Hm?"

Zhang Lie turned to the side as a burst of umbral light appeared.

A man in black, tall and slender, gaze sharp, appeared out of nowhere and struck at Zhang Lie.

The members of Team Zenith were taken aback for a moment.

There had been a hidden cultivator in addition to the eight enemy cultivators and five beasts that had been in plain sight.

The man in dark green robes smirked. This had all been part of the plan.

Why would he reveal all his trump cards and introduce his faction one by one? Did he have nothing better to do?

It was a trap from the beginning.

The cultivator who had been lying in wait was particularly skilled. A black sun appeared in the air, illuminating the void and distorting space. It grew scorching hot; Zhang Lie almost suffered heat damage just from it.

However, Zhang Lie's opponents had underestimated him.

Zhang Lie possessed incredible combat power, and the man was ultimately no match for him. Zhang Lie punched his body and caused it to explode in a shower of blood.

The man in dark green robes sighed. "To think my little trap would be dispelled so easily."

"Against absolute strength, tricks mean little," Radiant Sun replied.

The void trembled. The Immortal King's substitute shot forward with his halberd like a bolt of lightning that illuminated the void.

Li Feng's hair shone in the wind. At that moment, his gaze was clearer than ever before. He felt as though he had reached the pinnacle of power.

Light burst forth, causing the hall and the altar to quake, as the two cultivators struck each other.

Everyone else retreated in order to free up enough space for them to fight.

Feng Xian appeared dressed in white, her skin like pearlescent snow. Her beautiful gaze stared straight at Zhang Lie, her eyes ardent.

"Where are you looking?!"

Sun Mengmeng's body lit up with roaring purple flames. The phoenix that formed around Sun Mengmeng transformed into a blazing tempest.

"[Baptism of Hellfire: Phoenix Rising]!"

As Sun Mengmeng revolved, so too did the flaming tempest. A phoenix's flame took over the golden flames and transformed them into storms of hellfire. Phoenixes emerged from those storms, descending on the arena.

Qingyu Ge stood amidst the tempest, unaffected by the fire. No—he was even absorbing the flames to strengthen himself.

"This man is too good for the likes of you!"

A gigantic black phoenix soared into the void. As it cried out, countless stars trembled.

Feng Xian's body shone with light, like a holy garment that blocked the phoenix's flames.

"So what if I'm looking at him? Dig out my eyeballs if you can!"