Chapter 320 - Heaven-devouring Thunder Phoenix (1/2)

Translator: StarReader

Editor: Elitecoder

Roar!

The dragon roar’s might buckled the world itself, followed shortly by the dragon soul ascending to the ninth heaven, then plunging back into the earth below.

The ground quaked and beast roars resounded. The terrible power came from the souls and worked its way up into the body of everyone, scaring them in body and mind.

Then a beast’s head came out of the ground and swallowed them whole.

Zhuo Fan frowned.

The Nine Dragons Diamond Body was an earth ranked martial art at its base and the Dragon Vein Soul was a lord of the land as well. With them combined, the martial art had its power doubled, truly capable of ripping the world asunder.

Zhuo Fan took a deep breath and the roaming purple lightning around him focused, ready for the final strike.

Rumble!

The earth literally exploded as the golden dragon three hundred meters long shot from underground, aiming for Zhuo Fan. Its fangs and claws bared, setting itself up to tear into heavens themselves if it had to.

Roar!

With another dragon roar, the dragon’s might descended. Reaching Zhuo Fan a thousand meters away. The man was shocked.

He had a guess it would be strong, but not this much. The dragon held enough power to write off any Radiant Stage expert on the spot.

Gu Santong and Divine Dragons not included.

The onlookers gasped, their very core shaking in fear. [How can a pre-Radiant Stage expert hold enough power to destroy everything?]

You Yushan’s trio were doing a victory dance as they laughed, “Such power! I knew the eldest young master was heaven’s greatest gift on earth! He is invincible beneath heaven! That punk can be all heaven-defying he wants but not even he can match up to the eldest young master!”

“Hear, hear, the punk is done for, ha-ha-ha…”

The trio were having the time of their lives with their early celebration. They had invested so much blood and sweat into this, lost so many men and now, it had finally paid off.

Only Chu Qingcheng and company were shaking at the mighty display. Worry gnawed at their conscience as tears fell down unabated.

Fang Qiubai’s eyes shrank and he sighed, “The Dragon Vein Soul is a true match for an earth ranked martial art. Such power makes the outcome obvious. Huangpu Qingtian truly is the first in his generation…”

The rest nodded as well. They turned in the direction the golden dragon was charging to see a man wrapped in purple lightning standing there with his back straight, his gaze hard. He was dauntless in the face of danger, earning no few sighs.

Zhuo Fan would’ve beaten Huangpu Qingtian if they were going by talent alone. But the sudden reveal of Dragon Vein Soul, of providence’s machinations, left all taking his demise with pity.

No mortal could defy heaven’s will…

The people were already lamenting, writing Zhuo Fan off as he was receiving the capital punishment for his transgression. Yet Zhuo Fan’s eyes never lost their light, his fighting spirit burned hot against adversity.

To him, the Dragon Vein Soul was a mere spirit born of this world, albeit a pretty strong one. Yet it had no damn relation with providence and the likes.

Even if true providence descended, [As long as I am the stronger one, let heaven make you a god in this world but it still won’t save you from me.]

Zhuo Fan’s eyes steeled and his hands made a sign.

“Ha-ha-ha, Zhuo Fan, heaven made me king, the new world order! You dare go against me and you shall die for defying heaven. You shall die just because I wish it. It is the will of heaven, your fate!” Huangpu Qingtian cackled, drunk on power and megalomania.

This nemesis that had defied him for so long would finally meet his end. Who wouldn’t be happy?

Zhuo Fan’s face was cold, his eyes flashing purple, his hands making the signs as he shouted, “Screw you! I alone decide my fate. The one to die is you!”

Zhuo Fan then roared.

“Wraith Style, 3rd move, Necro Dragon’s Screech!”

Roar!

An earth shaking dragon roar pierced the clouds and a pulse spread from Zhuo Fan’s mouth.

Huangpu Qingtian mocked, “A trifling profound ranked sound martial art? How can it stand up to my dragon soul and earth ranked martial art? Humph, I get it, you are on your last leg, the desperate attempt of a hopeless fool!”

“Humph, to deal with the Dragon Vein Soul, a soul based martial art is all I need. Not to mention, this isn’t your average sound martial art. You think you’re the only one who can boost a martial art?” Zhuo Fan’s grin turned sinister.

Huangpu Qingtian doubled back and before he could react, the damage was done.

Zhuo Fan’s roar moved slowly towards the golden dragon, only to explode a hundred meters from it.

When the sound dissipated, purple lighting surged in its wake, spreading like wildfire and taking the form of a hundred meter long purple lightning bird.