182: Chapter 181 Ultraman Tiga Possession

His voice changed pitch, no longer deep and majestic as usual, but carrying a hint of sharpness, as if someone were squeezing his throat.

Lin Feng did not answer.

He was now a Giant of Light; his voice did not need to come from his mouth.

His consciousness had merged directly into this body of radiance; every movement and every breath felt as if light itself were flowing.

He could feel the wind passing through his body—not around it, but through it—because his body was light, and the wind had no effect on the flow of light.

He could feel the light elements from the sun surging in from all directions, constantly replenishing his energy, making him feel as if he were soaking in a hot spring, so comfortable he wanted to groan.

He raised his right hand, and the dragon slaying sword enlarged along with him.

The blade grew from just over a meter to over a hundred meters long, like a black giant dragon spanning the sky.

The golden patterns on the blade glowed to the extreme, and the phantom of that flood dragon swam within the blade, roaring toward the sky and letting out a dragon's cry that only the Soul could hear.

He looked down at the tiny Zhou Tiannan below and suddenly felt like laughing.

A few months ago, this old man had suppressed him so much he had no power to fight back, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even touch a single strand of the man's hair.

And now? He looked down, and it felt like a fierce tiger looking down at a kitten that hadn't even grown up yet.

“Zhou Tiannan, didn't you want to fight?”

Lin Feng's voice emanated from within the Giant of Light, no longer his usual voice.

The voice was grand and ethereal, like the resonance of countless stars trembling simultaneously in the deep void of the Universe, each syllable causing the air to vibrate slightly.

“Come, I'll fight with you.”

He raised his right hand, and the dragon slaying sword swept downward.

The blade sliced through the air, creating a sharp sonic boom, and the space where the edge passed distorted slightly.

The sword was so massive that from Zhou Tiannan's perspective, it looked as if the entire sky were collapsing—the black blade blotted out the sun, the clouds, and everything else.

Zhou Tiannan's pupils contracted, and his hands quickly formed Seals in front of his chest.

“Fire Gods Descent!”

He let out a low roar, and his body instantly transformed into a five-meter-tall fire giant.

This was his strongest burst skill, doubling all attributes for sixty seconds.

The fire giant's body was no longer made of flesh and blood but of pure blue flames; every flicker of fire burned frantically, with temperatures so high that even the surrounding ground began to melt.

The fire giant raised its arms, bracing them above its head.

Clang—!

The dragon slaying sword struck the flaming arms, sending sparks flying everywhere.

Blue flames and golden light collided in mid-air like two meteors crashing together, and the shockwave radiated frantically in all directions.

All the glass windows of the villa shattered, the shards flying far away and glinting with a heart-stopping light under the sun.

A large section of tiles on the main house's roof was blown off, raining down onto the backyard swimming pool and sending white splashes several meters high into the air.

The flowers and grass in the garden were all uprooted, spinning several times in the air before falling back down.

The black sedan parked at the villa entrance was pushed several meters sideways by the shockwave, its tires leaving four charred marks on the ground.

The ground beneath Zhou Tiannan's feet collapsed into a giant pit twenty meters in diameter, and the asphalt at the edge of the pit was melted into black lava, emitting thick smoke and a pungent odor.

But the fire giant's arms remained raised—he had blocked the strike.

“Hahaha! Lin Feng! You think you can beat me just by getting bigger? I am Rank 79! I have a legendary grade Fire God Physique! I am—”

Before he could finish his sentence, Lin Feng's left hand also swung over.

It wasn't the edge of a sword, but a fist.

A golden fist larger than the villa smashed into the fire giant's chest like a mountain coming down, the force so great that the ground shook violently.

Bang—!

The fire giant was sent flying backward, sparks flying from its chest.

It tumbled a dozen times in the air and crashed through a two-story building.

The building was the Zhou Family's wine cellar, storing hundreds of bottles of expensive red wine; the wine cabinets were smashed to pieces, the crisp sound of breaking glass bottles forming a continuous din.

Red liquid gushed out from the ruins, flowing down the slope like blood.

A few wet wood chips carrying the scent of wine floated in the air for a while before settling down.

Zhou Tiannan crawled up from the ruins.

Lin Feng's punch had left a deep indentation in the fire giant's chest, and the previously flowing light blue flames were now much dimmer.

The flames on its chest flickered like a neon tube losing power, letting out a sizzling sound.

He looked up at the Giant of Light that blotted out the sun, feeling for the first time that he was looking up at an insurmountable existence.

“How long has it been... just how long!”

His voice was hoarse, tinged with a hint of hysteria.

“Last time you couldn't even take one punch from me! How can you have become so strong now! This is impossible! This level of power is not something you should be able to master at your Rank!”

Lin Feng looked down at him, the blurred face of the Giant of Light showing no expression.

“In a way, I should thank you.”

His voice came from within the Giant of Light, grand and ethereal.

“After being beaten half to death by you last time, I realized—having Rank isn't enough, and having equipment isn't enough. You must stack everything you can use together and bring it out at the most critical moment to trample those who think they are strong under your feet.”

He paused, as if savoring an interesting sensation.

“You are the first one I've used to test my blade; it's not a bad way for you to go.”

“Test your blade?!”

The flames in Zhou Tiannan's eyes flickered violently, and his face made of fire distorted.

“You're using me to test your blade?!”

He was the acting head of the Zhou Family, a Rank 79 S-Rank Talent user, possessor of the legendary grade Fire God Physique, and one of the notable powerhouses in Donghai City.

Now a junior in his 40s was standing before him saying he was being used to test a blade—how was this any different from pinning a highly respected national painting Great Master to the ground and splashing paint on his face?

“Lin Feng—!”

He roared toward the sky, and the fire giant's body suddenly expanded, growing from five meters to eight, ten, and then twelve meters tall.

Light blue flames erupted from the wounds, re-covering the dimmed areas.

The ruins beneath his feet were melted into magma by the flames, bubbling and gurgling as thick crimson liquid flowed everywhere.

The surrounding air was scorched into distortion, and even the sycamore trees on the distant mountains began to spontaneously combust. Patches of fire lit up across the West Mountain; from afar, it looked as if the mountain were covered in festering wounds.

“Since you're seeking death, I will grant it to you!”

His hands formed a complex Seal in front of his chest, and the flames in his palms turned from light blue to deep purple—that was no ordinary fire, but fire element compressed to the extreme; one more step of compression and it would become something else.

That something was called 'Heaven-Burning Purple Flame,' an ultimate flame that could only be mastered after fire element affinity broke through 95%. Legend said it could incinerate all things, even burning the Soul into nothingness.

“Just a piece of trash with an F-Rank Talent, and you dare to run wild in the Zhou Family!”

The fire giant's legs kicked off the ground, causing it to collapse into a giant pit, and he soared into the sky like a purple meteor crashing toward the Giant of Light, his speed so fast the air was torn apart with a piercing sonic boom.

Lin Feng did not dodge.

He raised his left hand, fingers spread wide, facing the incoming purple meteor.

“Taixu Shield.”

A massive golden light shield expanded from his palm, a hundred times larger than the previous one, with a thickness comparable to a city wall.

The runes of the Taixu Dojo flowed across the shield's surface; those runes weren't carved by him, but were left by Xiao Guang when he set up the Formation earlier.

A triple Formation was layered onto the Taixu Shield; the current light shield had absorbed the enhancement of the Formation, its defensive power increased at least threefold.

Zhou Tiannan crashed into the light shield, and purple flames and golden light exploded in mid-air.

The shockwave completely blew off the roof of the villa.

Fragments of the roof tumbled and crashed toward the back mountain, startling a flock of birds in the woods; they flapped their wings and fled to higher ground, their cries shrill and panicked.

But the light shield remained motionless.

“How is this possible!”

Zhou Tiannan's pupils contracted to the limit.

“The Heaven-Burning Purple Flame can burn through even the Soul, how can it not break your shield?!”

Lin Feng looked at the stunned face of fire outside the light shield and spoke flatly.

“Because your Heaven-Burning Purple Flame isn't even as good as a sneeze from Taotie.”

He was telling the truth.

Taotie's Dark Breath, that power of nothingness that could devour everything, was countless times stronger than this purple fire.

The Taixu Shield can block even the breath of a Taotie; do you think it can't stop your flames, Zhou Tiannan?

These words were like a knife, stabbing deep into Zhou Tiannan's heart.

A Taotie? The Ancient Vicious Beast, Taotie? He's been to the Kunlun Ruins Secret Realm? He's seen a Taotie? And he came out alive?

Before Zhou Tiannan could process this information, Lin Feng's right hand was already swinging toward him.

The dragon slaying sword swept across, the golden patterns on the blade glowing to their limit as the sword cut through the air with a low Dragon's roar.

Coming to his senses, Zhou Tiannan didn't dare to take the hit head-on; the flame giant transformed into a streak of purple light and dodged to the side.

But before he had moved fifty meters, a massive golden light net suddenly lit up above his head.

Xiao Guang's Six Harmonies Heaven-Sealing Array.

The light net closed in from all directions, trapping Zhou Tiannan in the center like a giant cage.

Every thread of light contained the power of the Formation; touching them would trigger a triple backlash of lightning, frost, and flame.

Zhou Tiannan slammed into the light net, and lightning, frost, and flame exploded simultaneously, sending him tumbling through the air.

A large portion of the purple flames on the flame giant's body was blasted away, revealing the trembling humanoid form inside.

“What kind of Formation is this?! When was it set up?!”

He struggled frantically, his flaming fists repeatedly striking the light net, but it only trembled slightly and refused to break.

With every punch, a bolt of lightning struck back.

With every tear, a mass of frost froze his arm.

Lin Feng did not answer.

He glanced down at Xiao Guang by his feet.

Xiao Guang was standing on his instep, hands forming Seals and mouth chanting incessantly, its golden body trembling slightly—maintaining the triple-layered Formation was a huge drain, and its small face was scrunched up in effort.

“How much longer can you hold?”

Xiao Guang looked up and said through gritted teeth, “Five minutes! Five minutes at most! This guy's fire is too hot; many of my runes have been melted! You have to hurry!”

“Five minutes is enough.”

Lin Feng raised the dragon slaying sword, pointing the tip at the flame giant trapped within the light net.

Judgment of Light.

A golden pillar of light ten meters thick descended from the sky, crashing onto the flame giant.

The Holy Light within the pillar began to violently neutralize the flames upon contact, making a sizzling sound.

Zhou Tiannan was knocked out of the sky, crashing through the roof of the Zhou Family villa and falling from the fifth floor all the way to the first.

He then smashed a bottomless, human-shaped hole into the ruins.

Smoke still rose from the concrete edges of the hole, and the rebar was bent, sticking up like charred chopsticks.

The Zhou Family guards on the mountainside had completely given up resistance.

They threw down their weapons and bolted down the mountain.

Some looked back as they ran to see if the Giant of Light was chasing them.

Others jumped straight into the drainage ditches by the road, hugging their heads and crouching inside, their pants soaked.

The Square-faced Captain was still sitting on the ground, staring up at the sky.

“A Giant of Light...”

he murmured, his voice trembling.

“This is a fucking Giant of Light...”

Having served in the military for many years, he had heard rumors of someone transforming into a Giant of Light to defeat foreign race warriors at the Yanjiao Arena Tournament in The Capital.

At the time, he had dismissed it as an exaggeration; how could someone below Rank 50 achieve such a form?

Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he realized the rumors hadn't been exaggerated—if anything, they were too conservative.

A low roar came from the ruins of the villa.

Zhou Tiannan crawled out of the wreckage.

The flame giant had shrunk significantly, from over ten meters down to eight or nine meters, and the color of the flames had faded from deep purple to purplish-blue, then back down to light blue.

The fire on his body flickered inconsistently; the deep crater in his chest from Lin Feng's punch hadn't healed, and now there was a large hole in his back from the light pillar.

The two holes pierced through his flaming body; just looking at it was painful.

He looked up at the Giant of Light that blotted out the sky, the anger in his eyes gradually replaced by a more complex emotion.

In that emotion, there was resentment, fear, disbelief, and an indescribable regret.

He regretted not killing this boy with his own hands back then, regretted only sending a few useless underlings to deal with him, and regretted treating him as an ordinary F-Rank Talent holder.

He recalled that when this boy first came to the Zhou Family, he could have easily struck him dead with one palm, but he had insisted on making him suffer more, wanting to see this ant struggle in despair.

Now, this ant had become a giant, and he had become the bug being stepped on.

Zhou Tiannan took a deep breath, and the light on the flame giant suddenly retracted.

It didn't go out; it contracted.

All the flames pulled into his body like a receding tide, gathering from his limbs, chest, and head toward his Dantian.

The eight-to-nine-meter flame body rapidly shrank, reverting from the giant form back to a normal human body.

He returned to his deep purple robes, his hair meticulously groomed once more, but his expression was no longer one of majesty, but of desperate resolve.

“Lin Feng.”

His voice regained its calm, but that calm was more unsettling than his previous roars—before a storm, the sea is always at its calmest.

“II didn't originally intend to use this tactic..Once this move is used...,I myself will also have to pay a heavy price..But you've pushed me too far..I won't kill you today.,The Zhou family is truly finished..”

He raised his right hand, and a ball of purple flame the size of a fist emerged in his palm.

That flame was no longer ordinary elemental fire; it throbbed faintly, each pulse making a dull sound like a heartbeat.

At the core of the flame was a tiny black dot, almost invisible to the naked eye—it was a Void Rift left behind after space had been burned through.

Only experts with over ninety-five percent fire element affinity who burned their Origin could touch this level, and what Zhou Tiannan was about to do was ignite his entire Origin Fire, wagering his decades of cultivation.

Lin Feng looked at the ball of purple flame, his brow furrowing slightly.

He could sense that the energy contained within that flame was completely different from before.

While the previous Heaven-Burning Purple Flame was strong, it was merely the ultimate compression of elements.

But now, there was something else in this fire—the Origin of Destruction. He had seen that energy fluctuation before: in the Taotie's Dark Breath and on the Seal of that coffin in the Secret Realm.

“The power of Origin... You're burning your own Origin?”

Zhou Tiannan did not answer.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the ball of purple flame.

In the next second, his entire being began to burn—not the previous form where flames covered his surface, but a complete ignition from the inside out.

His skin became bright red and transparent, revealing his bones and blood vessels burning within.

His eyes no longer had pupils, leaving only two flickering purple flames.

His hair stood on end, the tips burning with tiny sparks.

The ground beneath his feet began to melt; not just the asphalt road, but even the rocks underground turned into magma.

The air wailed, and the Zhou Family guards in the distance ran even faster, scrambling down the mountain, not even daring to look back when their helmets fell off.

The man who had been hiding in the drainage ditch also crawled out, racing down the mountain on all fours, stripping off his Zhou Family uniform as he ran for fear of being targeted along with them by the Giant of Light.

The Square-faced Captain still sat on the ground, with no one to help him up.

He looked at the Giant of Light on the mountaintop, then at the flaming figure in the ruins that was beginning to expand again, his lips trembling.

“This is no longer a battle we can intervene in...”

He scrambled up and turned to run down the mountain.

After a few steps, he turned back and shouted to the deserted mountainside, “Everyone retreat! Get below the foot of the mountain! Fast!”

The flames grew more intense, and the light on Zhou Tiannan became increasingly blinding. The air within a hundred-meter radius was spontaneously combusting, turning the entire mountaintop into a sea of purple fire.

Trees, flowers, building ruins, even the stones on the ground were burning; there was no smoke, only pure light and heat.

“Lin Feng.”

His voice emerged from the sea of fire, no longer sounding human, but like the roar of burning flames.

“This move—can you withstand it?”