Ultragene Warlord

Lightning speared through Leiting Zi's chest and crackled over his wounds, but he neither grew angry nor made an expression of pain. He grinned, revealing his teeth. "I might have lost, but I'm not fighting alone."

Leiting Ya blanched. He had just formed his lightning soul and was excited to test it out in battle with Leiting Zi, but he had forgotten about one other cultivator.

Fang Yi stood in the air. While the two cultivators continued to fight, he amassed a total of thirty wheels of time stacked to his back, making him look like a god descending from the heavens.

Even Fang Yi couldn't withstand the combined energy radiating from thirty wheels of time. His body was slowly breaking down, but Fang Yi didn't mind. After all, dying in this world wasn't the end. He would simply regenerate in the dimensional realm.

"[Heaven's Judgment: Four Sages' Roar]!"

Fang Yi's spear took on the aspect of a dragon of the winds and a storm tiger as he charged forward. Wind and storm combined and crackled at the tip of Fang Yi's spear.

The combination of wind and lightning generated a frightening force that seemed to be able to penetrate space. Chaotic and spatial energy joined in the mix. The combination of thirty wheels of time caused the power of wind and storm to spread throughout the ancient hall.

A black turtle and divine bird rushed out of the mix of chaotic energy, spatial rifts, wind, and storm.

The wind resolved into a stormwind dragon. Spatial force transformed into a qilin, with the void as its claws and space its scales. Blue lightning extended through the sky—Fang Yi's lightning-to-fluid transformation.

The lightning transformed into a white tiger, spatial force forming its sharp claws and chaotic energy condensing into its eyes. That lightning was as sharp as a blade—a lightning-to-gold transformation.

Spatial force manifested in the form of a divine bird, space its feathers, the storm its body, lightning its beak, and chaotic energy seeping from its feathers like burning flames.

The chaotic energy transformed into a black turtle, spatial force into its shell, lightning into its legs, and the stormy wind its head. Lightning-touched greenery began to grow explosively.

"Do you think you can kill me with a blow of this magnitude? You really are looking down on me!"

A bolt of golden lightning rose into the air from Leiting Ya's skull with such strength that everyone was taken aback.

The lightning compressed time and again until it formed a resplendent spike that rushed toward Fang Yi, the same technique that had taken down Leiting Zi.

Fang Yi thrust forward with his spear. Heaven and earth alike filled with light. The lightning exploded like a boundless sea. Flames and chaotic energy burst. A storm swept over the land. Bolstered by thirty wheels of time, Fang Yi's [Heaven's Judgment: Four Sages' Roar] was incredibly strong, but Leiting Ya's attack was no trifling affair, either. It was one of the ultimate techniques of the Leiting Domain, a supreme force.

Spiritual lightning combined the concepts of life and death, reality and illusion, physical and metaphysical. It melded together the pinnacle of intuition and advanced understanding, forming the foundation of the force. Even within the force, few of its greatest talents were able to master the technique. The two cultivators seemed almost evenly matched, but Leiting Ya gradually took the upper hand.

"Haha, both of you will die!"

While Leiting Ya and Fang Yi fought each other, Leiting Zi stumbled forward. He used the last vestiges of his strength to speed up rapidly.

He had every intention of taking advantage of this opportunity, punching through the screen of lightning and smashing his fist into Leiting Ya's chest in a spurt of blood a few dozen meters high.

Leiting Ya, who had been struggling against Fang Yi, had no time to react.

His sternum broke in a shower of blood, and even his heart cracked and exploded.

The strength of that punch was immense, charged as it was with the power of yin and yang lightning. It seemed as though it would be able to shatter any obstacle that lay before it.

Leiting Ya's eyes widened in shock.

He thought that he had already defeated Leiting Zi completely, and had let down his guard. Unexpectedly, Leiting Zi had enough strength for one final blow.

"I'm not done for yet. My lightning soul can't be defeated or destroyed."

Under this state, Leiting Ya didn't truly have vital or weak points.

His lightning attempted to repair the damage to his chest, but Leiting Zi's yin and yang lightning continued to circulate and prevent significant recovery.

After Leiting Ya was attacked, the golden lightning he commanded visibly weakened. Fang Yi's techniques began to win out. He immediately attacked with greater strength, heedless of his deteriorating body.

Leiting Zi's lightning continued to ravage Leiting Ya's body as Fang Yi's [Heaven's Judgment: Four Sages' Roar] struck him. The lightning transformed into all manner of elemental attunements: apocalypse, lightning, fire, space, time, chaos, water, wind, grass. Annihilation met everything in sight.

Leiting Ya attempted to use this destructive energy to temper his lightning, to regenerate in the face of such deadly strength.

"Down to the underworld with you!"

Wind howled and lightning flashed. Purple lightning skimmed across the air, and howling gales manifested in the shape of dragons.

The combination of wind and lightning generated a frightening force that seemed to be able to penetrate space.

"[Heaven's Judgment]!"

With thirty wheels of time to his back, Fang Yi's mastery over wind and storm reached a fever peak. He compressed the howling tempest and crackling lightning all around him into an electric drill that shot through the regenerating Leiting Ya.

Only when he finally dissolved in a shower of light did Fang Yi and Leiting Zi let out a deep breath.

Leiting Ya was simply too difficult an opponent to deal with. Perhaps because of his many years of experience trying to evade capture by the Lightning Domain, he had learned a suite of techniques that were particularly suited to defense and fleeing. If Fang Yi were alone, he didn't know if he would have been able to take down Leiting Ya.

Thinking back to the fight that had just taken place, he might have succeeded if he had unleashed one of his ultimate techniques, but only with his strongest technique, [The Fated Spear], would he truly be able to take Leiting Ya down.

Fang Yi and Leiting Zi gave each other a smile. They had been enemies, and neither expected that they would subsequently work together against a common foe after entering the ancient hall.

Just as they relaxed, the sapphire-blue scorpion and jade-green mantis struck.

Leiting Zi, badly injured, couldn't fight any longer. Fang Yi himself seemed to be on his last reserves of energy. This was the best time for a sneak attack.

"[Goldenscale Palm]!"

An aura of intense strength emanated from the heavens. Frightening shockwaves of energy radiated through the battlefield as Sun Xiaowu punched forward.

His fist shattered his surroundings, unleashing a storm of armaments.

"[Light Dragon's Remnants]!"

Li Feng marshaled his genetic energy into the form of a large number of white dragons.

The sapphire-blue scorpion and jade-green mantis were sent flying, their carapaces cracked and wounded.

Sun Xiaowu and Li Feng had struck.

Sun Xiaowu reminded them, "The battle isn't yet over. Don't relax just yet!"

Leiting Zi's body was still on the verge of collapse. Knowing that he wouldn't be able to fight any longer, he smiled as though releasing a great burden.

"It looks like our rematch will have to wait until after the competition."

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