Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 455 The Qilin Bows Its Head, Heaven and Earth Slash
High in the sky!

The moment the crimson soul ring rose, the Crimson Fire Dragon King, who had been secretly pleased with his superior position, suddenly froze. An extreme tyranny made him go berserk, and boundless rage filled his mind. He wanted that human woman dead!

"Clap clap clap!"

With a flap of its wings, the Crimson Fire Dragon King unleashed a prairie fire of countless sparks that ignited in the void around it, piercing through the void in the blink of an eye and transforming into countless fireballs radiating intense heat.

For a moment, it seemed as if the sky had been burned through by the scorching heat.

Gazing at the scene that resembled the end of the world, the natives of the Meteor Dragon Continent below gasped in shock, clearly familiar with this soul skill.

"This is the Dragon King's World-Destroying Flame! This is the Crimson Fire Dragon King's most powerful innate soul skill!" The group of Title Douluos were terrified, their legs even trembling.

Wang Hong appeared dazed and lacked his previous confidence.

The reason is simple: the Crimson Fire Dragon King once used this move to evaporate a section of the inner sea, burning the dragon-fish clan in that sea to nothingness.

"As expected of the king of the Crimson Fire Dragon clan, but I give this soul skill a zero." A hint of admiration flashed in Wu Xuan's eyes, but his hands did not stop moving at all.

"Then let's try this—the eighth soul skill, Overbearing Wind!"

The crimson eighth ring lit up, and in an instant, an invisible gale spread outwards from Wu Xuan as the center. Wherever it passed, even the energy of heaven and earth dissipated into thin air. The world-destroying fireball of the Crimson Fire Dragon King, which could burn the sky and boil the sea, was blown away by this gale before it could display its power, turning into sparks and disappearing.

The previous vision of world destruction seemed like nothing more than a fragile bubble.

"This...how is this possible!" The natives of the Meteor Dragon Continent below stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with shock. "The Crimson Fire Dragon King's World-Destroying Flame was actually blown away by the wind?"

"Ah~! It's the Destruction Storm of the Gale Qilin! This is the shadow of the Destruction Storm! But this wind is even stronger and more terrifying. I... what era am I living in?" The city lord of Wind Dragon City was like a madman, excitedly waving his arms and legs.

No one understood the wind element better than the Lin family, so as the city lord, he was the first to react.

It can dissipate all energy attacks, making it virtually invincible among wind-attribute soul skills, with almost no weaknesses. The only drawback is that the conditions for releasing this move are extremely demanding. Each release will deplete the original soul power in the martial soul, and Wu Xuan must undergo hundreds of compressions to replenish the original soul power before he can release it again. This process may take at least half a month.

It can be said that the release of the domineering wind is equivalent to the explosion of the Haotian Sect's secret technique!
"How...how is this possible?" The Crimson Fire Dragon King's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily. Even if the person before him was an incarnation of the Emperor, the Emperor's Annihilation Storm was not nearly as powerful as this! His World-Destroying Flame was not something that the Annihilation Storm could disperse.

"Screech!" Before the Crimson Fire Dragon King had much time to think, the Golden Scaled Griffin let out a sharp cry and swooped down, its sharp claws grabbing down on his head. The Crimson Fire Dragon King was shocked. In his panic, he quickly retracted his dragon wings, and a scorching flame shield covered his entire body. His massive body plummeted straight down from a height of three thousand meters to the ground.

However, Wu Xuan would not let such an opportunity pass. Under his command, the Golden Scale Griffin flapped its wings and swooped down, tearing through the flame shield with its claws. Its sharp beak, like a dagger, pecked directly at the Crimson Fire Dragon King's left eye.

At this moment, the Crimson Fire Dragon King, who had folded his wings, could not dodge in time.

"puff!"

Blood splattered everywhere, flowing from the Crimson Fire Dragon King's eyes like a small fountain. It roared angrily, its flames instantly escalating, and the temperature soared. Even the battlefield where Wang Qiu'er was in the distance could feel the heat wave, as if it were in a sea of ​​fire.

"Are you going to risk your life?" Wu Xuan remained calm. In the next instant, Wu Xuan waved his hand and ripped off his upper clothes, putting them into his storage soul tool. His external soul bone with the Qilin pattern was powerful, but his clothes were almost all gone. If he didn't want to wear native clothes when he returned to the Upper Realm, he would have to save money.

A dazzling azure light swept out from the patterns on Wu Xuan's back, covering everything. In an instant, everything slowed down, and all the Qilin patterns converged above Wu Xuan's head.

In an instant, all was silent!

"This...this is the power of an Emperor! The Emperor...the Emperor was really killed by the human before us!" The Crimson Fire Dragon King, now a one-eyed dragon, was terrified. That was an Emperor! Such a powerful Emperor!
A terrifying aura burst forth instantly. Wu Xuan, who was originally surrounded by wind elements, now only had a sharp aura left, and it was a sharp aura that seemed capable of splitting the heavens and the earth.

In the blink of an eye, the phantom of the Qilin transformed into a giant celestial blade a thousand meters long. In that instant, the world lost its color, and the sun and moon lost their light.

"The Qilin bows its head, and heaven and earth are cleaved!"

Wu Xuan raised his hand, unleashing a strike with the force to cleave the heavens and earth towards the Crimson Fire Dragon King. The Crimson Fire Dragon King, his heart pounding with fear, hastily spewed out a pillar of fire to defend, but it was instantly cleaved in two, utterly unable to stop the advance of the light blade—like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"Swoosh—" The light blade slashed through the air, severing half of the Crimson Fire Dragon King's shoulder along with its massive wing. It let out a shrill scream and plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up clouds of dust.

In that instant, the sky seemed to be stained with blood! At the same time, the golden dragon-lion, struggling against the endless wind and covered in blood, looked on with despair!
He had never felt so powerless; facing the boundless wind, his attack was like an ant trying to shake a tree!
At this moment, he truly realized his own insignificance. His defensive scales and his powerful, earth-shattering physique seemed like a joke.

"Since you're in despair, then I'll help you find relief sooner!" There was not a trace of pity in Wu Xuan's eyes.

Releasing it is impossible. Wang Qiu'er coveted the Golden Dragon Lion's spirit ring immensely; she had already reserved it before the battle.

Moreover, Wu Xuan himself couldn't possibly let a troublemaking enemy get away with it. Could he just come and go as he pleased? What did they take him for?
Wu Xuan shook his hands, and the Qilin pattern lit up again. The thousand-meter-long light blade disintegrated, transforming into streaks of Qilin light that spread out in the air.

"Roar!" A full four hundred Qilin light patterns roared in unison. Under the witness of all eyes, the Qilin light patterns rushed towards Wu Xuan's direction.

A flash of azure light appeared, and countless light and shadows rapidly coalesced. In the blink of an eye, a lifelike, towering azure-blue Qilin appeared between heaven and earth.

The Qilin stood on auspicious clouds, majestic and awe-inspiring, its eyes like lightning, radiating a suffocating pressure that seemed to freeze time itself.

"The Qilin treads the heavens, bringing calamity to all things!"

The azure-blue Qilin suddenly leaped up, its front hooves stomping heavily into the void. This stomp seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth, causing even space to subtly distort, as if it were being squeezed by an invisible force.

With a deafening roar, the golden dragon-lion, which was not in the same latitude, was struck by an immense force. Its massive body was smashed out of the towering tornado and crashed into the mountain wall of Hurricane Canyon.

In an instant, the mountains crumbled and the earth split open. The solid cliffs of Hurricane Canyon cracked open, creating fissures thousands of meters long, as if the earth itself trembled. The golden dragon lion roared in agony, struggling to stand up, but it was clearly already severely injured, its body convulsing on the ground.

At this moment, the soul beasts below, whether dragon blood soul beasts or dragon soul beasts, all had eyes filled with extreme terror. They worshipped the strong, and under the call of their faith, they would even die without hesitation. But now their faith had collapsed, and their two kings had been tortured like chickens by the humans in front of them.

Wu Xuan's battle lasted only a few quarters of an hour, with nearly a third of the time spent in the chase. Two 400,000-year-old beast kings were easily defeated and crippled by Wu Xuan, as if everything was under his control.

"Is...it over?" Wang Hong stammered, his eyes filled with disbelief, as if he was still immersed in the thrilling battle just now.

"Screech!" Having dealt with the enemy, the Golden Scaled Griffin had already swooped down and joined Wang Qiu'er's battlefield before Wu Xuan even attacked the Golden Dragon Lion. A beam of holy flame blasted away the three beast kings that were ganging up on Wang Qiu'er.

Wang Qiu'er coughed up a mouthful of blood, enduring the excruciating pain. The radiance of the Golden Dragon's true form had dimmed considerably, like a flame about to be extinguished.

"You've already taken one down? I can't fall behind!" Wang Qiu'er's dragon eyes were filled with determination, and with a roar, a golden light shot out from her body. That was the Golden Dragon Spear, Wang Qiu'er's trump card that she hadn't used yet.

The Golden Dragon Spear detached from the Golden Dragon's true form and emitted a dazzling golden light.

"Phew~!"

The Golden Dragon Spear shot out, transforming into a golden lightning bolt that pierced directly through the Dark Dragon Eagle, which was being scorched by the Holy Flame of Radiance, and then, with undiminished momentum, pierced into the chest of the White-Armored Holy Dragon. Both beast kings let out screams simultaneously and plummeted from the sky.

In the end, only the Rock Armored Dragon Rhinoceros remained. Wang Qiu'er no longer had the soul power to maintain her Martial Soul True Body. Reverting to human form, her face was pale, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, but her eyes remained resolute, as if a burning flame would never be extinguished.

With its blood-red eyes, the Rock Armored Rhinoceros roared as it charged forward like a runaway train, carrying tremendous force.

Wang Qiu'er had run out of soul power to maintain her flight, and her body swayed precariously. Just as the Rock Armored Dragon Rhinoceros was about to crash into her, a gigantic hand, hundreds of meters long, suddenly reached out and grabbed at the Rock Armored Dragon Rhinoceros from afar, as if it were a chick being squeezed.

"One big hand explodes!"

The Rock Armored Rhinoceros's thick rock armor offered him no protection whatsoever. Under the kneading of the giant hand, it crumbled into pieces, shattering inch by inch. The Rock Armored Rhinoceros let out an unparalleled wail and fainted from the pain in the giant hand of the hurricane.

Seeing this scene and feeling the familiar figure approaching, Wang Qiu'er could no longer hold on. The battle had exhausted all her strength, and fatigue overwhelmed her. Wang Qiu'er's vision went black and she lost consciousness, but in her last touch, she knew she had fallen into a familiar and warm embrace.

Wu Xuan frowned deeply. Wang Qiu'er's injuries were too severe. Underneath her torn clothes were shocking wounds. Her soul power was almost depleted, and her mental strength was extremely weak. If it were an ordinary Soul Saint, she would have been beaten to death by a group of people long ago.

A second awakening of her martial soul bloodline, a 100,000-year-old martial soul true body, two 100,000-year-old soul bones, and a top-tier soul bone with teleportation capabilities—such a configuration would be no easy feat to withstand the siege of four 100,000-year-old soul beasts. Yet Wang Qiu'er did it; she single-handedly defeated three of the four 100,000-year-old soul beasts! What incredible strength! The Golden Dragon Girl truly lives up to her name.

"They...they actually won?" The native soul masters of the Meteor Dragon Continent below felt as if they had gone from hell to heaven. This sudden change almost made them faint.

(End of this chapter)