Chapter 132: The Strongest Man in the Realm of Flame Heaven (2/2)

“Because they will be the ones that we’ll rely on to defend the Realm of Flame Heaven from outsiders.

“From now on, I will restrict the Blood sect and Ghost sect from instigating more fights. I also hope that you can inform the other three sects and let them understand that in no more than ten years, the Realm of Flame Heaven will face attacks from outsiders.

“It’s about time we prepared ourselves.”

Chang Sen took his time to explain in lengths his worries and the true purpose of his visit.

Experts from the four sects had all reckoned that the Blood sect and Ghost sect had taken advantage of the fact that the Profound realm expert from the Mystic Mist sect wasn’t in the Realm of Flame Heaven, as well as the fact that the Profound realm expert from the Grayvale sect was in his ultimate secluded mediation, to weaken the strength of their alliance.

However, Wu Ji had always known that that wasn’t the truth.

If Chang Sen really wanted to start a war, he would have no one to fear!

Wu Ji nodded his head. “I’ll inform the three sects.”

Chang Sen nodded and said no more. A gale of wind blew past, and his body that had been sitting upright on the stone floor dissipated into the air like a puff of light smoke.

As soon as Chang Sen vanished from the back mountain of Cloudsoaring Mountain, Jiao Yang, master of the Hell sect, gave the order from the foot of the mountain, “Whether you’ve obtained a Heaven Gate key or not, withdraw from the Cloudsoaring sect immediately!”

Even though every expert from the Hell sect harbored doubts in their hearts upon hearing Jiao Yang’s instruction, they could only struggle free from their fights with experts from the Cloudsoaring sect.

Even though there were still a number of key-carrying meteors that remained untouched, the Hell sect disciples all withdrew from their fights, followed Jiao Yang, and left in an orderly fashion.

Experts from Cloudsoaring Sect also felt puzzled, but they did not stop them from leaving.

Before long, every last one of the experts from the Hell sect that had surrounded the Cloudsoaring sect for many days disappeared.

…

In front of the Yun clan.

Nie Tian had been stabbed by the sputtering golden light, and his chest was now covered with blood. He dodged continuously within the rain of golden light beams as he tried to get closer to Duan Yuan.

Merely one light beam from the double-headed battle axe was already powerful enough to rip open a bloody wound in Nie Tian’s chest, making him look miserable.

This made him realize how big of a gap there was between the Lesser Heaven stage and the Heaven stage.

FIZZ!

Golden light flashed behind Nie Donghai’s back. He let out a muffled groan and staggered several steps forward.

The double-headed battle axe revolved rapidly in the air, as if it had turned into a cluster of bright golden light, as it chased after Nie Donghai.

Nie Tian on the other hand, was temporarily free of danger.

After turning around, he noticed that Nie Donghai was leading the double-headed battle-axe further away from him, in an attempt to prevent him from getting hurt by the golden light that had been emanated by the axe.

As soon as the battle-axe left, Nie Tian charged towards Duan Yuan like a fierce beast that had gone mad, without any regard for the pain in his chest.

In that moment, a burning rage was born in his heart and soon spread all over his body.

The spiritual power that had been surging within his dantian’s spiritual sea, as well as the flesh power that had been hidden within his flesh and bones, burst out in that instant.

“Rage punch!” He roared violently in his mind.

BOOM!

In that moment, his fist that carried heaven-shaking fury gave vent to all the strength within him. Unusual space fluctuations seemed to ripple out from deep within the clouds of the Realm of Flame Heaven.

A terrifying, enormous shadow abruptly appeared in the dark, night sky, which seemed to be resonating with the fearful might of the rage fist.

Having sensed the unfavorable situation, Duan Yuan forcefully condensed all his strength and cast a secret magic of the Hell sect.

“Purgatory Gate!”

Under the manipulation of his spiritual power, thread after thread of malevolent devil shadows came together and formed a strange-looking gate in front of his chest, which was full of sharp thorns and curved horns.

BANG!

Nie Tian’s fist rammed furiously into the strange gate. As a result, the gate shattered in the next moment.

PUFF!

A mouthful of fresh blood escaped from Duan Yuan’s mouth as he was sent flying backwards into the air, like he had been crushed by a mountain.

Blood was still flowing out of the corners of Duan Yuan’s mouth after he landed with one knee on the ground. Slowly, he struggled to stand up from his kneeling position.

“What spiritual technique is this?!” he asked, face filled with shock and terror.