Chapter 399: Assigning Enemies, The Battle Begins!
Countless cultivators within the city stared wide-eyed at the green-robed man who had just appeared. Despite his calm and graceful demeanor, they couldn't hide the shock and awe in their eyes.
One palm had sent a Samsara Stage-level demon general flying. Such strength was simply unfathomable!
"Samsara Realm!"
Some people exchanged stunned glances before tremblingly muttering those three words.
To overpower a Samsara Stage expert with ease—who else but someone who had truly stepped into the Samsara Realm's peak could manage such a feat?
Even uttering the word "Samsara" required courage. In this world, merely reaching the Reincarnation Stage was enough to make one a sovereign force in any territory. Cultivators of this level were legendary, divine-like existences in the hearts of many.
And now, before their eyes, such a god-like figure had appeared.
Words could not describe the profound impact of this moment.
"Senior Qingzhi?"
Lin Dong blinked, briefly stunned before joy flashed across his face.
He recognized the man in green immediately.
"Hehe, it's been a while, little one." Qingzhi smiled gently.
"It seems you've grown quite a bit since we last met."
Lin Dong scratched his head sheepishly, not quite knowing what to say.
Qingzhi then turned his gaze toward Lin Fan.
"It seems I truly underestimated you. So the Vermilion Bird King has found himself a worthy successor after all… he can rest easy now."
"Senior Qingzhi flatters me," Lin Fan replied with a polite cupping of his fists.
Qingzhi's gaze held a hint of approval.
BOOM!
In the distance, black mist exploded from the ruined battlefield. The demon general who had been sent flying struggled to rise from a pile of shattered stone, still wrapped in a thick shroud of demonic fog. His eyes were filled with fear and deep-seated malice as he stared at Qingzhi.
Qingzhi glanced at him without concern, then turned to the skies above, where Mo Luo and Tianming King stared each other down.
"So you're the famed Tianming King," he said calmly.
"Heh… the Azure Dragon King Qingzhi. I didn't expect you to still be alive," Tianming King replied, narrowing his violet eyes.
"Thanks to your efforts, I managed to survive… and step into Samsara." Qingzhi smiled.
"A Samsara cultivator and an Ancestral Symbol wielder... it seems your plan was quite well thought out," Tianming sneered.
"You've hidden long enough in this world. Time to show yourselves," Mo Luo growled.
"This land does not belong to you!"
"Oh, we'd love to leave… why don't you unlock the barrier sealing our home?" Tianming said with a mocking smile.
"I'd rather just destroy every last one of you," Mo Luo said coldly.
"Hah! If even the Symbol Ancestor couldn't do that, what makes you think you can?" Tianming chuckled.
Even facing two such terrifying opponents, his tone held no fear. With three demon generals and himself, their lineup was more than enough to wreak havoc.
Even with Flamefire City being the Flame God Temple's stronghold, today was going to shake the world.
While the peak-level standoff played out in the skies, Lin Fan, Lin Dong, Mu Lingshan, and Tang Xinlian had regrouped on the ground.
"What now? Mo Luo and Qingzhi are holding back the Yi Mo King, but those three generals are no joke either," Lin Dong said seriously.
"My master and Senior Qingzhi will handle Tianming King. Elder Chiyun will face one general. I'll lead the Flame God Guards and elite temple cultivators against another," Tang Xinlian replied confidently.
Her gaze was resolute, her voice calm and filled with conviction.
"But… we may need a little help from you two."
"How can we assist?" Lin Dong asked.
"These demon generals are hard to kill. Their aura is foul and hard to suppress. We'll need the power of Ancestral Symbols. Don't worry—I won't expose your identities," Tang Xinlian said.
She then glanced at Lin Fan with a teasing smile.
"You managed to kill Wu Xuan. Taking down another demon of equal strength shouldn't be too difficult for you. Wait for our opening and strike."
"Understood. I'll follow your lead, Miss Tang," Lin Fan grinned.
"Less joking, more killing," she muttered, rolling her eyes.
"What about the third demon general?" Lin Dong asked with concern.
"Leave him to me."
A cheerful voice rang out behind them.
They turned to see Mu Lan, the Third Elder of the Undying Holy Whale Clan, holding Mu Lingshan by the collar like a naughty kitten.
"Third Grandpa!" Mu Lingshan yelled with a pout, her teeth clamped down on his arm.
"You little troublemaker! Always where the chaos is," Mu Lan said with mock frustration as he put her down.
Lingshan ran to Lin Dong's side, sulking.
Mu Lan chuckled and turned to Lin Fan and Tang Xinlian.
"Let me handle the last one. It's been a while since I've stretched my limbs."
"We'll leave it to you then, Senior Mu Lan," Tang Xinlian said with visible relief.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, dozens of powerful figures appeared beside Tang Xinlian—Flame God Temple's elite experts.
There were about twenty of them. All were at the Death Profound Realm, and four of them radiated Perfection Stage auras.
"Haha! Mu Lan, I guess we'll be working together today!"
A beam of red light streaked down from the sky. Elder Chiyun landed beside them, laughing.
Mu Lan nodded with a carefree grin.
"Hah… you think this rabble can stop the three of us?"
Dark clouds rolled across the sky. The three demon generals hovered above, sneering coldly.
"Elder Chiyun, one each?" Mu Lan asked casually.
"Sounds good." Elder Chiyun nodded, both bursting into the air in unison to meet their opponents.
Their Yuan Power swept out like oceans crashing upon the heavens.
"Wolf Demon, take care of the insects. Chiyun and Mu Lan are ours," one of the demon generals growled.
"No problem. This city will be drenched in blood by day's end. These weak humans will learn what true fear is!"
The Wolf Demon sneered, his eyes filled with bloodlust.
"Xinlian, he's yours." Elder Chiyun shouted before rushing off with Mu Lan.
With that, the four titans clashed. Heaven and earth trembled beneath their power.
The people of Flamefire City ran in terror.
Any misstep in a fight at this level could wipe them out instantly.
"All Flame God Temple disciples, regroup and activate the temple's great formation! Anyone below the Life Profound Realm is forbidden from entering the battlefield!"
Tang Xinlian's voice echoed across the city like a war drum.
She raised her Fire Phoenix Spear, her beautiful face now cold and determined.
As her words fell, the war against the Yi Mo had officially begun.
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