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

The purple lightning crackled in every direction, its power bearing down on the incoming golden dragon.

Huangpu Qingtian cried, “What is that?”

“Your doom!”

Zhuo Fan’s face split into a grin as he was reeling, about to collapse. This last move had him spent, but it still couldn’t wipe the savage smirk from his lips, “While you used your Dragon Soul to add to your martial art’s power, what stops me from infusing my entire purple lightning into the sound wave?”

Huangpu Qingtian’s face twitched, “How can purple lightning ever match my dragon soul? Dragon Vein Soul is a king’s symbol that no being in this world dares defy. Your purple lightning is nothing. It isn’t even conscious. Dragon Vein Soul, shred him!”

Roar!

Huangpu Qingtian’s words set the golden dragon into a frenzy, charging for Zhuo Fan. Its vicious face set to tear all who opposed it.

The earth ranked martial art topped with Dragon Vein Soul actually had a mind of its own, following Huangpu Qingtian’s order.

Zhuo Fan watched it all with a sneer.

[Purple lightning is beneath the dragon soul? Humph, ignorant fool!]

Zhuo Fan didn’t know where the purple lightning came from, but it had the potential to kill a sacred beast.

Not to mention, Zhuo Fan had added a little something to it, a trace of azure flame.

It wasn’t as overbearing as the purple lightning, but it had a spark of intelligence. Each time Zhuo Fan was in dire straits, the azure flame would come out and shield him from harm.

Zhuo Fan had done this so that the thunderbird would gain the azure flame’s awareness.

Zhuo Fan pointed, his bloodthirst exploding in his roar, “Kill him earth ranked martial art. Heaven-devouring Thunder Phoenix!”

Correct, an earth ranked martial art. With the purple lightning and a bit of azure flame, the profound ranked martial art was forcefully upgraded to a new rank.

The thunderbird cried out at his order, shooting forth.

Golden light erupted as the dragon roared and purple lightning scalded the heavens in an unbridled display of raw power.

The people below saw a dragon and a thunderbird clash in an apocalyptic explosion, ringing their ears.

And then it happened.

Under the thunderbird’s purple lightning explosion, the dragon began to crumble inch by inch as it dissolved into golden specks. With a cry of pain, the golden dragon soul left the huge dragon and fled for Huangpu Qingtian.

The purple thunder bird had scared the Dragon Vein Soul off!

[How is this possible?]

Huangpu Qingtian’s jaw hit the floor, his eyes bulged out. Others didn’t fare any better.

[Holy hell! Dragon Vein Soul, you’re supposed to be a lord of the land, its king. What are you doing getting scared of a silly flickering bird? Where has your rampant attitude gone? Your master had even bragged about you being his royal symbol!]

The scared Dragon Vein Soul’s reply to their thoughts would be a round of abuse.

[You know shit! I am the king of the land, but that thing is the king of the skies! What else am I to do but run?]

[Ignorant whelps! Stop spewing crap when you know nothing of the world’s inner workings. I am born of the earth, but that thing is born of the world! We are light years apart.]

Not that any side knew any of this of course. It was just that their minds were blown away seeing the Dragon Vein Soul running away with its tail between its legs. Their brains went out of commission.

[Dragon Vein Soul ain’t so tough after all.]

Fang Qiubai watched it all bleary-eyed. Then he frowned, then he shook his head, and lastly looked at Zhuo Fan astounded.

Dragon Vein Soul wasn’t weak, not by a long shot, it was the kid using a far deadlier attack.

Even Fang Qiubai started praising. [Just what are you, kid…]

With the Dragon Vein Soul abandoning ship, the three hundred meter long golden dragon turned into an earth dragon. And an average earth ranked martial art was no match for the purple thunderbird, collapsing in seconds.

What followed next was obvious. The thunder bird flew at Huangpu Qingtian. Its eyes filled with killing intent just like Zhuo Fan’s.

How could this be?

Gnashing his teeth, Huangpu Qingtian was still in denial. The Dragon Vein Soul, the cornerstone of his pride and joy, of his very existence, was scared off by some purple lightning.

[What is that lightning that is able to scare the king of the land?]

He didn’t have the time to ponder such philosophical questions though. The thunderbird was coming in for the kill…