Chapter 29: Let It All Be Destroyed
Their power was even less likely to match his!
On one side, the Black Dragon Sect.
Long Ziyan had not yet recovered from that exchange. Her body weakened, her ears rang, and her sword suddenly slipped from her grasp, clattering to the ground!
An Wenxuan and An Fei'er were in utter panic. Suddenly, with a thud, they fell to their knees, trembling uncontrollably.
“Supreme One! Supreme Yili! We... we are your successors! Please, do not kill us!”
The two knelt with their foreheads pressed to the ground, not daring to raise their heads, cowering in fear.
After a moment, Supreme Yili turned his gaze upon them.
“My descendants? Since my path has been passed down, now that I have awakened, you shall become my slaves...”
An Wenxuan and An Fei’er kowtowed repeatedly. Supreme Yili waved his hand.
Suddenly, the two let out bloodcurdling screams. Their souls were drawn from their bodies, drifting into Supreme Yili’s hand. Without even a glance, he enveloped their souls in two wisps of black energy and sent them back into their bodies.
An Wenxuan and An Fei’er rose from the ground, black mist swirling in their eyes. Their minds appeared utterly vacant; they now resembled mere puppets, devoid of will.
“You...”
Among the crowd, Supreme Yili’s gaze wandered, finally settling on An Yue’er.
“Would you not also become my slave—the first among them...?”
By now, An Yue’er possessed the Sacred Flame Eyes. Supreme Yili would not let such cultivation slip by.
As his gaze fell upon her, a terrifying pressure seemed to hang above her, so immense that with her strength, she could not even muster the will to resist.
Gritting her teeth, An Yue’er struggled against the overwhelming force above her. The scroll in her hand fluttered violently. She clutched it with all her might.
She unfurled it and hurled it into the sky!
In an instant, the scroll spread out midair. The Way shone down like sunlight, illuminating all around, driving everything back in its path.
All auras faded, as if making way for the scroll.
It hung suspended in the air. Everyone looked up.
From within the painting came a clear, piercing cry—a phoenix’s song!
Looking at the painting, they saw a phoenix, born of fire!
It seemed to be reborn from nirvana, its entire body wreathed in flames like some sacred radiance, shining with an unapproachable brilliance!
A divine beast had appeared!
The mighty aura of the divine beast filled the sky. Wherever it touched, nothing remained.
The monstrous beasts formed from the black fire dissolved into nothingness as soon as they encountered this aura, vanishing into thin air.
This was a transcendent power, one capable of annihilating all!
“This painting!”
All present could not help but fall to their knees and kowtow.
“This power is too great, like an immortal descending! I... I cannot control my urge to worship!”
“This strength has long since surpassed the Supreme! This must be the work of an immortal!”
Supreme Yili stared at the unfolding scene, the fire reflected in his eyes.
With a furious roar, he raised his hands; all the demon energy in the air gathered as one, and the flames multiplied countless times. They surged toward the scroll with the momentum to destroy the world.
Everyone watched in deep anxiety.
After their earlier rise and fall, now hope had appeared once more—they dared not look directly at the scene for fear their hopes would be snuffed out yet again.
As black fire soared to the heavens, the fire phoenix in the painting seemed to come alive.
High above, the phoenix’s clear cry rang out again and again—a spark leapt forth!
A true fire, formless yet real, emerged!
Before this fire, the black flames were halted by an invisible barrier. Two terrifying forces collided. All watched in terror, uncertain what would happen next.
The true fire of the phoenix was unstoppable; no matter how powerful the demon lord, he could not withstand its might!
Amid the resounding cries of the phoenix, Supreme Yili’s figure was engulfed by flames and vanished utterly...
Throughout heaven and earth, the black fire was gone.
Supreme Yili and his formation disappeared without a trace.
Only on the scroll did the fire phoenix gaze down upon the land, silently intimidating all who beheld it.
On the vast earth, the Southern Ridge Mountains seemed to bow at the feet of the fire phoenix. The myriad beasts raised their voices in worship, their cries echoing unceasingly...
No one knew how much time passed.
The awe-inspiring phoenix song faded, and the true fire withdrew.
All that remained in heaven and earth was an atmosphere that invited reverence.
No longer able to restrain themselves, the crowd knelt in devotion, worshiping with utmost sincerity.
“Thank you, divine spirit, for saving our lives.”
“Our gratitude knows no bounds! May the divine spirit have everlasting peace!”
One voice after another, one phrase upon the next, gathered across this land, echoing endlessly...
Their hearts surged with emotion, a feeling even more exhilarating than when they had broken the formation.
The scroll slowly closed and drifted from the sky into An Yue’er’s hands.
She gazed at it, her heart unsettled, her body still trembling.
Yu Qiushui, Huang Xiantang, and the others were dumbfounded. Never had they imagined that Elder Zhu was so powerful—even terrifying to such an extent.
With nothing more than a painting, he had annihilated the fearsome demon lord.
Recall that even the Supreme did not dare face him, and the Holy Land itself retreated before him; the demon lord’s strength was formidable indeed.
Yet to Elder Zhu, all of this was nothing.
It was but a casual painting, and the power within was enough to awe all creation.
Indeed, the demon lord had not even drawn out the painting’s full might!
“Elder Zhu... truly wondrous and unfathomable. Surely he must be an immortal!” Yu Qiushui hastily closed his mouth, not daring to speculate about the elder’s identity.
To think he had once considered Elder Zhu a mere cultivator at the Great Ascension or Supreme stage! What disrespect—his true strength far exceeded that realm, even surpassed the Supreme level!
How fortunate, how fortunate!
Yu Qiushui pressed a hand to his chest, grateful that Elder Zhu had not taken offense; otherwise, how could he have survived to this moment?
“Elder Zhu is truly incredible—everything was within his calculations!”
Leng Qianxue clasped her little hands in excitement. Just thinking of Zhu Xiaoyuan’s power, she felt utterly safe.
While Yu Qiushui and the others were lost in thought, all eyes in the secret realm turned to An Yue’er.
For in the end, the painting had landed in her hands.
“The imperial family of Qifeng offers obeisance to the Divine Maiden!”
An elder stepped forward, kneeling before An Yue’er.
With this precedent, the others quickly followed suit.
“Peace and blessings upon the Divine Maiden!”
“Greetings, Divine Maiden!”