Chapter 76: Facing the Two-Colored Fire Lotus Head-On (1)

On the high platform of the Primordial Holy Land, the eyes of several Elders fell upon the slowly rotating two-colored fire lotus in Lu Yun’s palm.

Their eyelids twitched incessantly.

"This kid... did he actually succeed in the Fusion?"

One Elder’s voice was tight; he could clearly feel the destructive energy contained within that small fire lotus.

That level of energy naturally posed no threat to old fellows like them.

But for Chen Chuan, who only had a Myriad Manifestations Realm cultivation, it was like Mount Tai pressing down on him.

Another Elder shook his head inwardly and said:

"This is trouble. The explosive power contained in this two-colored fire lotus is enough to threaten a True Domain Realm expert."

"Though this kid Chen Chuan is exceptionally gifted, his cultivation is ultimately his fatal weakness. I’m afraid this will be difficult."

The two Elders exchanged glances, both seeing the same judgment in each other’s eyes: Chen Chuan would not be able to withstand this move.

On the other hand, the atmosphere over at the Fengyun Holy Land was much more cheerful.

The Red-Faced Elder clapped and laughed, his voice so booming it seemed he was afraid others wouldn’t hear him:

"Hahaha! Good! Excellent! Fusing Fire into a Lotus to destroy all directions."

"Such control, such boldness—this is truly the True Dragon of our Fengyun Holy Land."

The Thin and Tall Elder beside him chimed in sarcastically, glancing sideways at the Primordial Holy Land’s side:

"Tsk tsk, the Primordial Holy Land’s Chaos Divine Body? It seems like nothing special after all."

"In the face of absolute strength, any title is just empty words. It seems today is the day my Fengyun Holy Land will hold its head high."

Holy Master Xuan Yun was all smiles, as if he had already seen the dawn of victory.

He turned to Xuan Jingru, who looked calm but had slightly furrowed brows, and chuckled:

"Brother Xuan Jingru, the struggles of the younger generation depend on their own abilities."

"We old fellows should just wait and see. If we interfere, hoho, I’m afraid it would damage the reputation of the Primordial Holy Land if word got out."

Xuan Jingru looked deeply at the still-composed Chen Chuan in the arena and spoke slowly: "Rest assured, Holy Master, I will not interfere."

"Oh?" Holy Master Xuan Yun raised an eyebrow.

"However," Xuan Jingru’s tone turned cold, "they must stop before things go too far. No deaths are allowed."

Hearing this, Holy Master Xuan Yun laughed heartily, appearing very magnanimous, but his words were barbed:

"Fists and kicks have no eyes, and Spiritual Fire is merciless. In such an intense confrontation, unless one side voluntarily admits defeat, casualties are inevitable."

"Brother Xuan Jingru, if you’re afraid, it’s still not too late to have that Chen Chuan concede now."

Xuan Jingru’s face darkened, but he ultimately suppressed his anger and snorted coldly:

"I said I wouldn’t interfere, so I won’t. The affairs of young people have their own ways of being resolved."

"Good! What spirit!" The smile on Holy Master Xuan Yun’s face grew even more radiant.

He could almost see the scene of Chen Chuan being reduced to ashes under that two-colored fire lotus.

In the arena, facing Lu Yun, whose Aura had climbed to its Peak and who held the destructive fire lotus like a mad demon.

Instead of showing the slightest fear, Chen Chuan patted his chest and made an extremely exaggerated expression of terror:

"Oh my goodness! Incredible, truly incredible! Mashing two types of Spiritual Fire together—it looks so powerful, so scary!"

His tone was flamboyant, but his eyes were full of mockery:

"I’m really so scared, so very scared... scared that when your hopes are shattered later, your little heart won’t be able to handle the cruel blow of reality."

"I’m afraid that after you realize the gap in our strength is like a heavenly chasm, your Dao Heart will collapse and you’ll start crying on the spot."

Quiet!

A deathly silence!

Everyone was completely thrown off by Chen Chuan’s bizarre behavior.

"Did I hear that right? What is Senior Brother Chen saying?"

"He seems to be saying he’s afraid? But that expression, that tone... no matter how you look at it, it’s pure mockery."

"Does Senior Brother Chen still have a trump card? Can he really withstand that terrifying fire lotus?"

"That’s impossible! The power fluctuations of that fire lotus feel terrifying; even True Domain Realm experts would have to back away."

The spectators instantly erupted into a flurry of discussion.

The previous consensus that Chen Chuan was doomed actually began to waver at this moment.

Chen Chuan’s irrational composure and arrogance instead piqued their intense curiosity and a faint sliver of expectation.

The Elders of the Fengyun Holy Land were also left speechless by Chen Chuan’s words.

"Arrogant! Still talking big when death is at his door!" the Red-Faced Elder sneered.

"I think he’s been scared witless by Lu Yun’s fire Fusion technique and has started babbling nonsense," the Thin and Tall Elder said disdainfully.

Holy Master Xuan Yun snorted even more coldly: "The ignorant are fearless. He will pay the price for his arrogance."

Lu Yun truly couldn’t stand Chen Chuan’s loathsome face.

His expression was so dark it could drip ink, and he shouted coldly:

"Chen Chuan! Keep wagging your tongue! I hope you can still be this arrogant in a moment—but only if you can survive my fire lotus."

Lu Yun’s arms suddenly thrust forward, and that two-colored fire lotus, carrying destructive power, traced a trajectory of death as it shot straight at Chen Chuan.

Everywhere the fire lotus passed, space distorted violently, with ripples spreading as if it might shatter at any moment.

That destructive fluctuation, which made one’s Soul tremble, made the scalps of all onlookers go numb.

"All Disciples, retreat quickly!"

Xuan Jingru waved his sleeve, and a gentle force spread out, pushing the surrounding Disciples further away to a safe distance.

The Disciples did not dare to hesitate, receding like a tide and leaving a massive, empty area in the center.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed intently on Chen Chuan, their hearts in their throats.

How would he respond?

Facing the two-colored fire lotus that could make a True Domain Realm expert keep their distance, the mockery on Chen Chuan’s face instantly vanished, replaced by a soaring Battle Intent.

Roar!

A dragon’s roar that seemed to come from the primordial wilderness suddenly rang out.

The Qi around Chen Chuan’s body surged explosively like a volcanic eruption.

His cultivation at the Peak of the Ninth Level of the Myriad Manifestations Realm was released without reservation.