Embers of Sword

Chapter 528 Blazing Flames
"Lord Ye Zu..."

Blood winds howled.

The white-clad warrior remained completely still.

Instead of leaving, Zhou Wei set off to block the Red Leaf Throne. Above the waves stirred up by the Mingwang Zhenhai Formation, a resolute and awe-inspiring divine embryo appeared.

"I do not go."

Zhou took a deep breath, spoke in a deep voice, his tone incredibly firm.

he knows.

If I were to leave now, Ye Zu would surely die.

With Da Chu lacking a top-tier Yin God to support them, the outcome will soon be revealed.

How long can Ye Zu, whose strength is exhausted, hold up the great formation?

On the other side of the sanctuary, things seemed calm, but in reality, with the Great Sage Bai Ze's abilities, it wouldn't be so easy for him to seize the stele.

Even if you obtain the stone tablet, to comprehend, refine, and advance your cultivation...

These are not things that can be easily accomplished!

Ye Zu's idea was a desperate last hope.

"you……"

Ye Zu looked at the stubborn, obstinate man in white with a helpless expression. He saw the shadow of Wu Zhexian in him... Not long ago, in the White Paper Barrier, Wu Zhexian was just like that, clearly able to leave, but choosing to stay and fight to the death. Perhaps all martial artists in the world are like this, single-minded and unafraid of death.

"I don't want to leave, I want to stay."

Zhou looked serious.

Rather than watch Ye Zu's vital energy be depleted by the great formation, he would rather stay here and die in battle.

"idiot!"

Ye Zu hardened his heart and hoarsely cursed, "Have you forgotten how your master died?!"

"..."

Zhou shook his head, unmoved.

He lowered his eyes and smiled, saying, "Master Ye, since you've said that this is my master... you should understand that we share the same personality..."

Ye Zu's lips were dry and trembling.

"rest assured."

Zhou raised his head and said softly, "I stayed not to die."

He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and came to the front of the great formation.

boom!
Countless ghosts and corpse puppets swarmed in, filling the sky.

The white-robed warrior stepped forward, traversing the void, and alone stood in front of the Da Chu group. As he looked at the three pseudo-saint figures standing in the void, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and the Yuan Fire in his major acupoints began to slowly ignite!
this moment.

Zhou was like a candle flame, from extinguishing to burning.

A thunderous, rumbling sound echoed in all directions!

this moment.

Ten zhang, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang in circumference—

It was as if the entire abyss that was absorbing vital energy was shaken, and everyone could feel a wave of heat flowing and rolling through the void!
"Master?"

Wu Yue, who was fighting with the corpse puppet, stared blankly at this scene.

After Wu Zetian founded the Wu Sect, he was often away on the move.

For most of the past ten years, Zhou Yi has been the sole guardian of the Martial Sect's training grounds... This is why he was immediately embraced and became the "new sect leader" as soon as news of Wu Zhexian's death spread. Zhou Yi has devoted no less effort to the Martial Sect than Wu Zhexian, and all the disciples of the Martial Sect would see the figure of this white-robed martial artist when entering the training grounds.

He sought enlightenment day and night, and practiced diligently day and night.

Zhou was the most talented person in Emperor Wuzong's court, and also the most diligent.

Yet this very person, after ten years of seeking enlightenment, has made no progress whatsoever... It is said that Zhou began his "trial of self-examination" ten years ago.

Ask your heart, ask the question.

Then he entered the realm of Yang Shen.

No one knows what Zhou has been asking himself all these years of self-examination.

At this moment, everyone felt a powerful flow of Dao intent, surging, surging, and burning!
"Sect Leader Zhou!" Ye Qinglian and Jiang Que were also stunned.

"Sect Master Zhou is... about to break through his cultivation level?!"

The elder of Qiantian Palace stared wide-eyed, his heart pounding with excitement.

Da Chu has been without a Yang God for decades... For a martial artist to achieve a Yang God, he needs to ignite his Divine Embryo and forge a "Martial Saint Body". The magnificent drumbeats echoing between heaven and earth are the sound of the Yuan Fire bursting in the Great Aperture of the Divine Embryo. The pressure of this sound has exceeded the range that the Yin God Realm can exert!

This is about breaking through to a higher realm in the heat of battle!
"……Um?"

In the distance, the three sect leaders of the Southern Frontier, suspended in the void above the sky, frowned as they watched this scene.

"What's going on with this kid?"

Mo Daoren's expression was gloomy as he coldly asked, "Breaking through to a higher realm in the heat of battle? Could he really succeed?"

No one understands the difficulty of breaking through to the Yang God realm better than them!
On realm.

The pseudo-saint of the Southern Frontier is actually the "strongest" among those at the Yang God realm.

Because the Great Dao is broken, they are unable to undergo tribulation and become legitimate Yang Gods.

However, "martial arts" is not a broken or incomplete path.

Zhou's "path forward" was not blocked!
"The probability of this happening is extremely low."

The Joyful Zen Master spoke softly, "Failure to break through to the Yang God realm comes at a huge price... Does this guy really dare to ignite his entire body's primordial fire and take such a gamble? If he fails, he is very likely to die and perish."

"..."

At this point, all three fell silent.

For them, igniting the divine fire and making a final, all-out effort... requires immense courage.

But for Emperor Wuzong, who was considered a "fool".

This kind of thing seems to require no hesitation.

Not long ago, the three of them witnessed Wu Zhexian's ultimate sublimation.

"What if he succeeds?"

White Ghost suddenly spoke, revealing a scene that none of the three wanted to see.

"We can't let him continue like this."

Mo Daoren's voice was deep, but none of the three figures standing in the void made any move.

At the Red Leaf Throne, Ye Zu was on his last breath... But even so, the withered figure reflected in the mirror still made the three of them wary. Even though Zhou was trying to break through to the Yang God realm, the three of them were still unwilling to risk their lives.

Time just passed by little by little...

After a dozen or so breaths, Mo Daoren gritted his teeth.

He couldn't hold back any longer and formed hand seals.

boom!
As the hand seals fell, the Corpse Puppet Six Desires True Monarch, at the Perfect Yin Spirit Realm, had golden light bursting from his eyes. He immediately strode forward and unleashed a punch of ultimate sublimation at the white-robed martial artist.

Mo Daoren unleashed the sect's most ruthless forbidden technique.

Burning Puppet Technique!
This forbidden technique will greatly destroy the corpse puppet's true form, but it can also greatly enhance the corpse puppet's combat power!
At this moment, the Six Desires True Lord's "physical body" suddenly cracked open, bursting forth with raging flames. His entire body seemed to transform into a burning furnace, his fist wind surging, carrying with it the bloody and scalding melting wind!

The light and fire from that punch covered a full hundred feet.

The white-clad warrior, engulfed in flames, opened his eyes at the last moment!

Zhou threw a punch, colliding with the Corpse Puppet Six Desires True Monarch. In an instant, the entire battlefield was engulfed in dazzling flames—

boom!
Everyone looked up.

Qian San, an elder of Qiantian Palace and a Yin God of the Xu family, looked bewildered, only to see billions of golden lights bursting forth.

Sitting on the throne of red leaves, Ye Zu silently gripped his longsword.

After counting the breaths.

"Crash!"

The flames faded, and the divine light shattered.

The white-clad warrior stood amidst the blood-red wind, like a towering mountain.

He punched and shattered the arm of the Corpse Puppet Six Desires True Monarch, piercing through it. Under the manipulation of the "Puppet Burning Technique," the remains were still burning, but compared to the divine fire burning all over its body at this moment, the light and fire of the remains were like dim stars submerged next to the sun.

(End of this chapter)