Chapter 800 - Crack! (2/2)

It’s either life! Or death!

If not death, then fight!

He dragged the tortoise by its tail with his two flaming arms, letting out a mighty roar. Fire erupted high up, as if giving him a boost in energy!

Shao Xuan felt strange emotions brewing within him. This was the first time he felt so much ferocity since he came to his world, also the first time that strange white energy merged so completely within him.

With a jolt, all four of the giant tortoise’s limbs left the ground. It was forcefully lifted in the air!

Everyone was stunned by what they witnessed.

Yi Tuan finally experienced the arrogance of the ‘Flaming Horn treatment’ for the first time!

He also knew what the giant planned to do.

Stop! Stop!

Yi Tuan wanted to scream but realised no sound came. He had lost his wits.

The giant swung the turtle, which was now a makeshift giant sledgehammer, parting the flaming currents pouring from the wall effortlessly. Like beasts thrown back by a tornado, the flames howled and roared.

The giant’s red flames continued to heat up, erupting more powerfully. The crossed double ‘工’ lines beneath its feet brightened.

As he swung the giant tortoise, the giant’s arms swelled as tens of flame columns shot out like boiling blood. His arms did not weaken from the flowing fire, instead accelerating.

When his moment reached its peak, he swung his foot, spun his body and let go!

Swinging the tortoise powerfully, the tortoise flew like a thrown sledgehammer, then fell heavily!

At that moment when the giant unleashed its power, its silhouette blurred, including Shao Xuan and the white humanoid shape behind him. They blurred like a bonfire in the wind, about to die off anytime soon. Yet the feeling was different. The three figures seemed to merge as one and they heard a roar passing through time and space, swallowing the sound of the roaring winds and flames, swallowing the angry tortoise cries, swallowing everything.

Yi Tuan thought he saw a soul that had burned for millions of years.

Boom!

The whole world exploded. The crowd lost their hearing immediately, then heard nothing again. All their nerves went numb.

No one escaped unscathed. Even the clearest silhouettes flickered. Even under the protection of the Yi totem, at that moment, the totem warped and looked like it was about to disappear.

The surging current of fire dissipated from the reverberation, fireballs pelting every corner of the realm. Beneath their feet, the sea of flames shot high up and fell down as countless fireballs of all sizes. All these people were puny figures between the shower of fireballs, weak and helpless.

It felt as if the sky was falling on them!

Darkness leaked into the sealed bubble after the impact. If one observed from the top, you would see black cracks at the bottom, as if black lightning was extending across the boundary, distorting the bubble.

Yi Tuan looked at the black python-like crack beneath his feet. His racing mind suddenly blanked.

With a shaky voice, he cried, “It… cracked!”

But no one heard him. A massive weight pressed on their bodies as if the sky had fallen in. The red-white fireball at the front of the totem, the spiritual pillar of one hundred people, flickered like a lonely candle in the wind. No one knew if it would die out suddenly.

Yet in this fiery world, the gigantic cross made of white flames stood bright as ever like carvings in rock. It did not waver one bit in the face of massive impact and reverberations as if nothing in this world could touch it.