Chapter 1440: 1439: Battle of the Two Beasts, Deathflame

Chapter 1440: Chapter 1439: Battle of the Two Beasts, Deathflame

The Phoenix of Zhurong’s Flame faced off against the Qiongqi of the Chaotic Holy Flame.

They roared endlessly at each other.

Both monster beasts seemed like real beasts, showing no sign of being fabricated.

The Phoenix let out a long cry, its enormous body soaring through the firmament.

While the Qiongqi roared furiously, raising its long tusks, its eyes fiercely fixed on the Phoenix.

It was as if it could leap and strike the Phoenix down at any moment.

“Kill,” came the order from the Three Elders.

The Qiongqi leaped straight up, reaching heights even greater than the Phoenix’s flight.

With a furious roar.

It landed heavily on the Phoenix’s back, its sharp claws tearing relentlessly.

As if it wanted to rend the Phoenix apart.

The Qiongqi was extremely ferocious; in a mere instant, it had already struck the Phoenix to the ground.

Despite the Phoenix’s struggles, it tore at the Phoenix’s flesh and skin, bite by bite.

“I thought it was stronger.

All bluster, no substance,” Elder Cui sneered.

He spoke casually.

But Xu Zimei wasn’t anxious. Toward Elder Cui’s provocation, he simply watched calmly.

After the Qiongqi killed the Phoenix, it turned its fierce gaze toward Xu Zimei.

It roared, seemingly in a display of power.

“Little creature, don’t be in such a rush,” Xu Zimei said with a smile.

With a wave of his hand, a series of low growls emanated from the shredded corpse of the Phoenix.

The Phoenix could be reborn through fire.

This was an expected outcome.

As the Phoenix grew stronger, the flames on its body burned more fiercely.

The Phoenix resounded, and this time, without waiting for the Qiongqi to escape, it snatched the Qiongqi with its sharp claws.

Fiercely carrying it into the sky.

Streams of fiery torrents gushed forth, engulfing the Qiongqi in a sea of flames.

The Qiongqi’s pained howls rang out continuously.

“The Phoenix can rebirth through fire, but I wonder if your Qiongqi can,” Xu Zimei said with a grin.

“Boy, don’t get too arrogant,” the Three Elders of the Holy Flame sneered.

The three of them began forming seals continually.

Beast seals condensed in their hands, and they shouted in unison.

Over a dozen beast seals burst through the air.

The Qiongqi, already on its last breath, suddenly saw hope as it roared continuously.

As the beast seals merged into its body.

Its aura grew increasingly stronger.

It even felt like it was about to explode, as if there was too much power within, and the Qiongqi could no longer endure it.

Seeing the Qiongqi at its limit, the Three Elders finally stopped.

The Qiongqi roared once more, breaking free from the Phoenix’s claws.

It rose into the air, its mouth also spouting torrents of flames.

The Phoenix’s massive body was engulfed once more by fire, perishing directly in the flames.

“It’s useless; each death only makes it stronger,” Xu Zimei shook his head and said.

The Phoenix revived once again.

It dived upward, setting the entire firmament ablaze, turning the world crimson.

This time, the Phoenix’s momentum was unstoppable, crashing into the Qiongqi like a torrent.

With a loud “boom,” the Qiongqi perished alongside the Phoenix in mutual destruction.

Yet when the Qiongqi died, it was truly dead.

But the Phoenix, reborn through nirvana, cast its sharp gaze toward the Three Elders of the Holy Flame.

“What kind of flame is this, so overpowering,” Old Wang said with a deep gaze.

“Dominant, that’s just the basic form of Zhurong’s Flame.

I haven’t even truly unleashed it yet,” Xu Zimei shook his head slightly.

Looking at the three coffins beside him, he smiled and said, “You are quite self-aware, having even prepared your own coffins.”

“For whom they are prepared is not yet certain,” the Three Elders of the Holy Flame sneered.

“What, do you still have some tricks up your sleeve, feel free to use them,” Xu Zimei said.

“Three Great Saints, almost insignificant.

You are already old, no longer in your prime, and your strength has waned greatly.”

“Enough to kill you,” Elder Cui sneered.

“Shall we use that move?” Elder Lue asked.

As he spoke, his gaze was somewhat dark, seemingly conflicted.

Even Old Wang fell silent.

Because he knew what that move entailed.

“If the King’s Mansion were destroyed today, we three would undoubtedly be the first to bear the brunt,” Old Wang said calmly.

As if making up his mind, he sneered, “In that case, better to fight to the bitter end.

Let’s leave some embers for the King’s Mansion.”

“As long as the Chaos Palace supports it, the King’s Mansion should be able to grow,” Elder Cui nodded.

“Chaos Palace,” Elder Lue sneered.

“We have fought until now, yet not even the shadow of Chaos Palace was seen.

They are ungrateful, watching us face destruction.”

“The Ancestor of Fire has discovered something,” Old Wang said with profound eyes.

……

The three made up their minds and then sat cross-legged.

They chanted incantations, their hands rapidly forming seals.

Waves of gray death aura dispersed.

At this moment, all those within the King’s Mansion who had the mansion’s bloodline, whether direct or collateral.

Seemed to sense something mysteriously.

One by one, they fell painfully to the ground, roaring continuously.

Their expressions were hideous, veins bursting on their bodies, making them seem entirely crimson.

Even the veins on their foreheads were bulging.

Many others were startled by this.

“What… what’s happening?”

“Everything was fine, how could this happen.”

Before long, all the people with the King’s Mansion bloodline lay dead on the ground, motionless.

Indeed, hundreds of them died, not moving a bit.

Their bloodlines burned within their bodies, turning into black flames.

After these flames consumed the bloodlines, they flew out from their bodies.

Numerous people, and naturally, numerous flames.

The black flames carried only one aura, that of death.

When these flames appeared, they all flew toward the Three Elders of the Holy Flame.

The flames continually merged in the void.

Gradually instilling fear.

The shadow of death enveloped everything.

Someone swallowed hard because as they neared the death flames, they felt their life force fading.

“What is this?” someone asked fearfully.

“Why do I feel like I’m dying?”

“Could this be…” someone thought of something.

They dared not speak, only remaining silent, their pupils enlarging.

“Madness, the people of the King’s Mansion have gone mad, they’re all going to die.

What are the Three Elders of the Holy Flame trying to do?”

“It seems they’re desperate, resorting to this move,”

an informed person sighed.

Xu Zimei did not intervene, merely watching calmly.

He sensed the status-bearing aura.

But he did not fear.

For someone who inherited Ju Mang, what was death?

Unless he is violently crushed with absolute strength, like the cunning old man.

Otherwise, these little skirmishes meant little to him.