xymnovel Chapter 257 The Death of the Flame King
Chapter 257 The Death of the Flame King
He took a deep breath, then began to form hand seals, his fingertips moving nimbly, while he chanted incantations in a deep, rhythmic voice:
"Yin and Yang harmonize, giving birth to runes. The Five Elements circulate, their primordial power boundless. Gathering spirit into incantations, even gods and demons tremble. I now borrow the power of Heaven and Earth, commanding these runes to pacify the four directions. The evil aura in the Flame King's camp is high; one incantation will dispel it forever. Hasten, hasten, as the law commands! Runes, manifest your power, depart!"
As he finished chanting the incantation, the surrounding air seemed to tremble.
The primordial energy of heaven and earth rapidly converged around him, forming golden talismans.
These talismans swirled and danced in the air, radiating a powerful aura.
Then, like an arrow released from a bow, it whistled and flew towards the Yan King's camp!
"Boom!"
The sound of the exploding talismans echoed through the sky, plunging the entire camp into chaos.
Flames soared into the sky, smoke filled the air, and countless soldiers fled in panic.
At the same time, the eunuch patriarch and the head of the Suspended Mirror Bureau also took the opportunity to launch an attack.
Like two bolts of lightning, they darted through the chaos, their eyes fixed on the Flame King, their sole objective on this journey.
However, the experts around the Flame King were no ordinary people either.
Several martial arts masters recruited by the Yan King's Mansion immediately stepped forward, attempting to stop these two top-tier Celestial Beings from the Great Qian Dynasty.
In an instant, swords flashed and energy surged, and a battle suddenly erupted on this chaotic battlefield.
Despite the formidable strength of these martial arts masters, they appeared utterly weak before the eunuch patriarch of the Great Qian Dynasty and the head of the Great Qian Suspended Mirror Bureau.
When the two joined forces, their power increased exponentially, and even a casual attack from them put these martial arts masters in grave danger.
However, they did not rush to win, but steadily suppressed their opponents, laying the groundwork for their next plan.
At this moment, the three celestial beings beside King Yan could no longer restrain themselves and made a fierce move.
Although these three individuals are only considered average in the Celestial Realm, they are already among the top in the world today.
Their arrival immediately changed the course of the battlefield.
However, the old eunuch and the head of the Suspended Mirror Bureau had anticipated this.
They smiled slightly, and as they swayed, they left a long trail of energy in the air.
They directly confronted the three celestial beings beside the Flame King.
Meanwhile, the Great Qian royal ancestor and the Great Qian retainer who had been following behind them continued to approach the Flame King.
These two battles broke out at almost the same time.
The eunuch patriarch and the head of the Suspended Mirror Bureau displayed astonishing strength, remaining completely at ease even when facing an attack from three celestial beings.
Meanwhile, the two who were approaching the Flame King also encountered unexpected resistance.
A burly figure clad in armor and wielding a fire and water staff blocked the path of the Flame King.
This man was none other than Yuan Hong, the Heavenly General who had previously displayed astonishing strength on the battlefield.
His appearance relieved the Flame King.
Yuan Hong's strength clearly exceeded the expectations of everyone in the Great Qian Dynasty.
He single-handedly held his own, preventing the old eunuch patriarch and the head of the Suspended Mirror Bureau from making any further progress.
However, the eunuch patriarch and the head of the Suspended Mirror Bureau did not panic.
The Demon Lord Xiaotian behind him stopped and exchanged a glance with Si Ruokong, a mocking smile curving his lips.
He stepped forward and burst into loud laughter, a laugh as powerful as rolling thunder, shaking the very soul.
Yuan Hong frowned; he could sense the power contained within that laughter.
"Yuan Hong, it's been a long time!"
The Laughing Demon Lord's laughter stopped abruptly. He stared at Yuan Hong, his eyes revealing provocation.
"You cowardly rats, tonight you will not be able to take another step forward."
Yuan Hong snorted coldly.
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Laughing Demon Lord chuckled, his figure suddenly shifting as he closed in and engaged Yuan Hong in fierce combat.
Seeing this, Si Ruokong did not hesitate at all. He flashed past the two people who were fighting fiercely and went straight for Yan Wang.
The Qiankun Dragon Roar Palm in his hand was ready to be unleashed, the palm wind howling like a dragon's roar, shaking the surrounding area.
A hint of panic flashed in Yan Wang's eyes.
But he was, after all, one of the non-royal princes of the Great Qian Dynasty.
Although he hasn't reached the level of a Celestial Being yet, he has already achieved the martial prowess of a Grandmaster.
Moreover, he now has several martial arts figures protecting him closely.
Therefore, he quickly calmed down and gritted his teeth to meet Si Ruokong's palm strike.
Unfortunately, if it were an ordinary celestial being, the Flame King and the few grandmasters around him could hold them off to some extent by sheer numbers.
But at this moment they are facing the foundation of the Great Qian royal family - Si Ruokong!
A powerful expert at the peak of the Celestial Realm.
The power of the Qiankun Dragon Roar Palm is astonishing. Every strike seems to be accompanied by the roar of a dragon shaking the heavens and earth.
"Si Ruokong truly lives up to his reputation."
As Yan Wang defended himself, he coughed up blood.
With this one move, several grandmasters around him were instantly killed.
He himself was also seriously injured.
"Flame King, your end has come."
Si Ruokong remained expressionless.
Having been struck hard by the Qiankun Dragon Roar Palm, the Flame King, already severely injured, knew that there was no way to save him.
"I have lost. Do with me as you please."
He knelt on the ground and looked up at Si Ruokong.
Why did you choose this path?
Si Ruokong took a deep breath and stared at the Flame King.
As one of the pillars of the Great Qian Dynasty, he is an old monster who has lived for countless years.
He was naturally familiar with the Flame King.
Even now, there are three kings of different surnames, including King Yun Su Kai.
They were all just juniors he had watched grow up.
Everyone has their own ambitions, so why ask so many questions?
Yan Wang gave a wry smile and said in a low voice.
Si Ruokong nodded and didn't say anything more.
With a burst of palm force, the Qiankun Dragon Roar Palm was unleashed.
Yan Wang did not dodge; he closed his eyes and accepted this final judgment.
With a deafening roar like a dragon's roar, the battle of the night finally came to an end.
Yan Wang fell to the ground forever, never to rise again.
Si Ruokong withdrew his palm strike and turned to walk towards Xiaotian Demon Lord, who had already stopped, and Yuan Hong, who was on guard to the side.
He was not as angry as one might expect about the death of the Flame King.
Some were even happy to see it happen.
Now, the forces behind Yuan Hong, or rather, the Yan King.
Yan Wang himself has also begun to feel somewhat dissatisfied.
As one of the three kings of different surnames in the Great Qian Dynasty, Yan Wang's personality was already fixed.
He is too independent.
This is not a good thing for those behind the scenes.
Therefore, compared to the ambitious and restless Flame King...
They still prefer the current Yan King's second son.
Because he had an elder brother who was the eldest son of the legitimate wife.
He has always been unremarkable, even weak.
This aligns with the expectations that the masterminds behind the scenes had for the Flame King.
As night fell and the starlight dimmed, the secret operation of the Great Qian Dynasty had just ended.
Si Ruokong and Xiaotian Demon Lord stood quietly in the Yan King's mansion, surrounded by the mess left behind after the battle.