Chapter 1812 - 930: Fireworks Pot

Under the suppression of the iron storm, Ji Jue, who had been dodging and hiding in embarrassment, finally chose to launch a counterattack against his opponent. In that instant, after the piercing sound of shattering, the vast duel arena seemed to be swallowed by deathly silence.

It was as if even sound got torn apart.

A moment ago, Ji Jue, who was as fragile as duckweed in the wind, was now shrouded in blood flames, transformed into a meteor from the sky.

The rebirth form manifested, iron light burst forth, elbows, calves, lower back, shoulders, eight propulsion jets spewing blazing light, akin to the extreme maneuver of power armor.

In less than one-tenth of a second, accelerating from standstill to six hundred meters per second, breaking the sound barrier, leaving behind a bleak, expanding Mach ring.

The light and heat eruption from Zanlu transformed without any loss into pure physical kinetic energy through the Shaking and Scaring blessing sequence.

Pushing Ji Jue forward to charge out swiftly.

Transforming himself into a meteor descending from the sky, accelerate, accelerate, accelerate, and accelerate again!

The oncoming blade edges, endless fragments, rising steel thorns, sands frozen into iron walls, and even the circle realm of the Fireworks Pot...

Everything seemed like thin paper, disintegrating in the advancing blood glow!

A deep gorge was carved open on the earth, the power of an earth-shattering force wrapped around the five fingers, inching towards Yellow Beard's head!

No holding back, no hesitation.

——Nine Forms·Pan Ying!

Blood glow with substance entwines between the five fingers, reinforcing the circle realm, a striking crimson already sublimated from the blood color, faintly revealing the edge of a transforming Heavenly Artisan towards the victorious evil realm!

No longer needing to rely on sword blades; at this moment, Ji Jue himself is a Heavenly Artisan forged from all his own creations.

Even at this stage, he still thoughtfully left room for his opponent.

The prior aim was like a warning, already marking his advancing route and piercing direction. If perceived instantly, a calm reaction could be made.

Retreat, dodge to the side, even deflect the vital point... then take advantage of the gap when Ji Jue is fully committed, unable to react, to counter-attack.

There are plenty of methods, endless strategies, and skills.

But Yellow Beard, saw it all and paid no heed!

He merely stood his ground, without retreat or evasion, staring directly at the impending destruction, his golden beard and hair bristling in fury.

At his waist, the golden belt emitted a radiant light, granting boundless power, and the round shield appeared out of thin air in his right hand, raised, and swung.

Smashed down, like a hammer, in the direction Ji Jue was attacking!

Why be cowardly? Why flee?

Head-on!

Come!

Boom!!!

The Pan Ying Sword and Cliff Shield collided fiercely; the exploding crimson and flickering citadel shadows clashed intensely, creating an aftermath so overwhelming the entire duel arena struggled under its burden.

At the turbulent center, Yellow Beard merely took a step back, unharmed.

Ji Jue also stepped back, laughing in astonishment.

Not only surprised at the terrifying defensive power of the Cliff Shield but also shocked that the value of over a thousand-fold Blood Arm Sacrifice enhancement, an attack so unfailing in the past, was unexpectedly still slightly inferior to Yellow Beard!

Right before him, gripping the Cliff Shield, under the empowerment of the golden belt, Yellow Beard had seemingly transformed into a crimson volcano, blood flames soaring!

Legion!

"You think you're the only one who knows how to play that game?"

Yellow Beard clenched his fist, amidst the skin-crawling sounds, even the air was pulled together, turning into a storm whirlwind.

That's pure power!

The Legion of the Northern Realm and Ember legacy coexist; in this barren, cold land, the craftsmen of Beifeng have been playing this game for three hundred years!

Without any exhaustion or weakness, within three steps, the Blood Cast Fist was already like a giant cannon, recklessly firing at the nearby Ji Jue!

Responding to him was a glowing hot iron fist entwined with light and heat!

Under the embrace of Purple Lightning Black Flame, with Shaking and Scaring transforming kinetic energy, materiality enhancement, Earth bears the sea strengthening the physique, he too didn't dodge, colliding fiercely at one place!

Immediately followed, the blood-glowing left hand once again chopped towards Yellow Beard's throat; the Cliff Shield raised, the edge sharp as a knife already cleaving towards Pan Ying!

All that could be heard were successive thunderous booms, an atmosphere of skin-crawling turbulence, and successive storms blowing away the yellow sands!

Clearly artisans famed for their knowledge and creation, at this moment, wielded pure power like giant gods, began a straightforward exchange in the duel arena without dodging, retreating, or even considering any strategy!

Who's cowardly is a son of a bitch!

"Tsk..."

In the Commander Mansion of Frozen Rock City, the exuberantly hot-blooded Great Lord couldn't help but curse: "Why have the promising seedlings of the Legion path all ended up on other paths?"

Yellow Beard, this perfect talent grown straight from our land, is fine, but in the Federation's native lands, where they haven't fought wars for centuries, how could there emerge such a natural battle maniac?

Is it really peace in name and turmoil in the dark?

It shouldn't be!

Boom!!!

Under the full-force attack, cracks appeared on the outer wall of the duel arena, and surprisingly, the first to give way was the ground beneath, continuously splitting.

Both figures, astonishingly, slid backward in unison after the full-force strike.

The moment they steadied themselves, they simultaneously looked up and locked eyes.

Exposed outside the shelter of the Cliff Shield, Yellow Beard's half-body was covered in wounds, bruised and blood-red, burning with blood flames. In contrast, Ji Jue's once intact rebirth form was now covered in cracks, slowly healing, contracting, and once again becoming flawless.

As if nothing had ever happened.

Fully revived.

Yellow Beard spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, silently cursed.

Damn three-phase cycle, as long as there's any blue left, this bastard can keep recovering by using the left foot on the right foot, even without any blue, it can still keep drawing from outside with the three-phase cycle.

What a damn cheat!

But... unexpectedly, it's weaker than anticipated.

Currently, the Prosperity is far away in the Frozen Plain, without the materiality boost provided by Giant Que, the defenses have weakened significantly, and the operation density has decreased a lot...

So much so that the suffocating feeling sensed during observation is gone.

Even though it's still very strong.

But not strong enough...

Recalling the previous observation where it could fight four enemies effortlessly, in that brief moment, thoughts raced through his mind: Could it be that there were some limitations? Or were there some costs?

Or perhaps, against an opponent of my level, there's no need to use real skills?

He felt the pain transmitted from the exposed bones on his fist, gave a silent smile, clenched his fingers tightly, making cracking sounds — for whatever reason, it doesn't matter anymore!

He's been completely enraged!

Clang!

As he spread his fingers and grasped the void, a heavy weapon resembling a paddle appeared out of thin air.

It struck the Fireworks Pot!

Like ringing a bronze bell.

Ancient hymns rose from the smoke and fire rain, the Circle Realm sang like a horn, iron trees trembled and drummed,

The great pot filled with smoke and fire shook, then shook again, and then completely boiled over, brilliant light gushed forth, spreading with the waving iron tree branches in all directions, followed by flames dripping like rainwater off the branches.

Falling onto the ground, it sprouted and grew rapidly, bursting forth with a sulfurous smoke.

As the cracks spread, hands began to extend out from the burning fissures in the ground.

Under the scorched earth, heroes awakened from their long slumber, breaking through the soil.

Following the ancient covenant, the legion answered the call!

In the brief blink of an eye, amidst the fire and smoke, nearly endless figures emerged step by step, heavily armed and fierce.

Under the reflection of the Hanging Elephant Mirror, they appeared like raging flames; each was a Chosen One of the Legion, each left a name in the Northern Realm's history as a heroic legacy.

That familiar aura...

Ji Jue's gaze fell on Yellow Beard's right hand, on that ancient golden ring, and even the armored, sword-wielding, solemn yet faintly smiling specter behind Yellow Beard.

King of Heroes!

The spirituality left by the Dragon of the North looked at the mortal world once again.

Even against the restorer of its rightful place, it seemed to show no mercy, becoming more excited, pouring its full power, and bestowing its blessing.

Making the fierce flame of the Hero Seed more violent, covering the sky!

Without even needing a command, roars like thunder arose one after another.

The heroes, granted life anew, gathered, cooperating like facing a formidable foe, pressing toward the opponent step by step.

"There's really a difference between piracy and authentic originals, huh."

Ji Jue couldn't help but lament: "Great Craftsman, at this moment shouldn't you say something like 'for the sake of former ties, let me have three moves first' or something?"

"It's precisely because there's goodwill that I must give it my all, and because the opponent is you, I must leave no room. Isn't this what you wanted, Ji Jue?"

Beneath the iron tree, Yellow Beard, wielding authority, looked down: "If you cannot stand against the legacy of the King of Heroes, how can you earn true respect?"

So, stop wasting words and bring out your real skills with all your might, if you dare to hold back in front of me again, then just die!

In that instant, blood flames surged, gathering under the Sacrificial Master's blessing into one.

When the final shackles were loosened, the burning heroes roared, shouted, sang loudly, and launched a fierce assault!

Even though Ji Jue still holds back, Yellow Beard showed no restraint, unleashing all his accumulated Hero Seeds!

Three transcend-ranked Northern Realm heroes, twelve rebirth-ranked Military Governors, over thirty Transformation-ranked Ten Thousand Captains, and hundreds to thousands of Summoned Group... this is an entire army capable of facing any war!

Even though the opponent is only one person, there was no slackening or contempt, launching a full-force attack.

The sensation was as if facing the entire world as an enemy, oppressive and trembling.

The flood of heaven and earth buried Ji Jue completely!