588: The Che family was wiped out

"Arrogant junior!"

Che Li was both shocked and enraged. The snake-shaped longsword in his hand, burning with faint blue flames, transformed into a sky full of vicious blue fire sword shadows, stabbing toward Di Lingxiao's vital points.

"Spear Domain!" Di Lingxiao didn't dodge or avoid it, letting out a low shout.

The eerie black patterns on his right arm suddenly lit up with a ghostly light, and a powerful Spear Intent erupted, instantly spreading dozens of meters with him as the center!

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

Those sinister faint blue sword shadows were instantly dispersed by Di Lingxiao's Domain!

"What?!" Che Li's face turned pale with shock.

He hadn't expected the City Lord of Asura City to be so formidable.

"Die!" Di Lingxiao seized the moment when the opponent's mind wavered. The dragon fall spear was like a golden angry dragon emerging from the sea, delivering a most simple and direct thrust!

Pfft!

A golden light flashed and vanished! Che Li's protective Magic Treasure and protective astral essence were pierced through like fragile eggshells! The sharp tip of the dragon fall spear entered precisely through his brow and exited from the back of his head!

The horror on Che Li's face froze instantly, and the light in his eyes rapidly faded.

A Seventh Level Profound Venerable Realm expert, the Che Family Grand Elder, had fallen!

"Grand Elder!!" The Che Family disciples who saw this scene from afar let out wails of despair.

At the same time, Di Wushang's figure appeared on the other side of the chaotic battlefield like a ghost.

He ignored those low-level disciples fleeing in all directions, his Asura Demonic Eyes coldly locking onto the figure deep within the Che Manor trying to escape with the Holy Fire—Family Head Che Zhenyue!

"Thinking of leaving?" Di Wushang's voice was like a cold wind from the Nine Netherworlds.

Time Secret Technique · Time Stagnation!

Buzz!

An invisible Domain instantly enveloped the ten-meter area around Che Zhenyue.

Within this Domain, the flow of time was forcibly slowed down a hundredfold!

Che Zhenyue's figure, which had been as fast as flowing fire, suddenly seemed to have fallen into thick amber, becoming incredibly slow. The terror on his face and the despair in his eyes were infinitely stretched and magnified!

"Asura · God Slaying!" The asura god-slaying spear in Di Wushang's hand erupted with a dark red blood-light. Carrying a terrifying will that could obliterate gods and demons, it instantly appeared at the center of Che Zhenyue's back!

Puchi!

The dark red spear light pierced through his body!

The Low Grade Heaven Rank protective treasure armor on Che Zhenyue's body was torn like thin paper! His body jerked, and he looked down in disbelief at the spear tip protruding from his chest, wrapped in destructive Evil Qi.

"No... the Heavenly Fire Holy Land... will not... let..." He struggled to spit out a few words.

"Noisy." Di Wushang gave his wrist a shake.

Boom!

Che Zhenyue's body suddenly expanded as if being inflated, and then, under countless horrified gazes, it exploded!

His flesh, bones, and remaining Divine Soul were all completely crushed into nothingness under that domineering Asura Baleful Qi! A Third Level Earth Venerable Realm expert, the Che Family Head, was annihilated in both form and spirit!

"Family Head!!!"

The remaining Che Family experts witnessed this scene and completely collapsed.

The two strongest people were killed in an instant; this was not a battle at all, but a one-sided slaughter and suppression!

"Run!" "Devils! They are devils!" Fear spread like a plague. The remaining Che Family disciples and Elders no longer had any Battle Intent, fleeing in all directions like headless flies.

"Leave none alive." Di Wushang withdrew the asura god-slaying spear and coldly spat out the command.

His gaze swept across the chaotic Che Manor, easily piercing through several auras trying to escape via earth fire magma or secret chamber tunnels.

"Yes!" Mo Cang and the other Asura Guards commanders responded in unison, their killing intent intensifying as they led their squads in a cold and ruthless purge.

Screams rose and fell within the once-prominent Che Manor. Raging flames reflected against the sky, turning half of it blood-red.

Di Lingxiao held the dragon fall spear, standing atop the ruins of the Che Manor's highest watchtower. The blood dripping from the spear tip sizzled on the scorching ground.

His gaze was like lightning as he surveyed the Che Family residence below, which had turned into a purgatory. His voice spread in all directions:

"All members of Asura City, hear my command! After today, there will be no more Che Family in Yanfen Prefecture! This is the fate of those who offend my Asura City! Dare to touch even one person from my Asura City, and this shall be the result!"

The cold and domineering voice, carrying a thick scent of blood and overwhelming killing intent, slammed into every corner of Molten Fire City. It was deeply etched into the hearts of the various forces in Yanfen Prefecture who were watching from afar, their souls trembling.

Those leaders of forces who had originally looked down on Asura City or even secretly coveted it now all had pale faces and cold shivers running down their spines.

Di Wushang's figure appeared beside Di Lingxiao, his black robes fluttering in the hot wind.

"Is this that Holy Fire?"

Di Lingxiao looked at the flame in Di Wushang's hand.

"This fire is called the Flowing Flame Holy Fire. This fire is useless to us, and Qingge's Chaos Pure Flame has already evolved into a Divine Fire, so this fire is of no benefit to her either. It's perfect to give to our clan brother Yanfeng."

He looked at the burning ruins below and the resource treasury being methodically looted by the Asura Guards, his voice remaining cold:

"Clean it up, take the spoils of war, and return to Asura City. The Che Family has paid this blood debt with the lives of their entire clan. But this matter... has only just begun."

His gaze was deep as he looked toward the broader regions of Yanfen.

"Heavenly Fire Holy Land, I wonder what kind of choice you will make?"

...Asura City.

Di Wushang, Di Lingxiao, and Luo Houli were at the highest point of the City Lord's Manor.

Luo Houli's countenance was peerlessly beautiful, her blood-gem-like eyes overlooking this city of order born from chaos.

Below, the Asura Guards leader Mo Cang, clad in Black Armor with a narrow battle saber at his waist, was patrolling meticulously.

"They're here."

Di Wushang sensed the auras in the distance.

"Powerful auras are rapidly approaching, the energy is blazing and violent. The Heavenly Fire Holy Land has arrived!"

Luo Houli slightly raised her blood-red pupils, the corners of her lips curling into a cold, playful arc.

"Oh? They finally can't sit still anymore? The ignorant are truly fearless."

Eastern Region, Burial God Ancient Domain, Zhenyuan City.

The Godfall Di Clan's station.

A travel-worn Asura Guard knelt on one knee before Di Yanfeng, his hands respectfully holding a box cast entirely from dark Star-patterned steel, its surface densely covered with layers of space Seal runes.

"Lord Yanfeng, this is the Flowing Flame Holy Fire that City Lord Wu Shang ordered us to deliver across the night. We hereby present it!"

An amazing light instantly erupted in Di Yanfeng's eyes, like two clusters of dancing lava.

"Flowing Flame Holy Fire!" He suppressed the excitement in his heart and reached out his right hand.

The moment his fingertips touched the box, those layered space Seals seemed to possess life, sensing the pure and domineering fire-attribute Law power within him and silently unraveling layer by layer.

The moment the box opened, a golden fire line shot out, carrying a terrifying high temperature that could incinerate all things and a shriek like a Fire Phoenix weeping blood, lunging straight for Di Yanfeng's face!

"Hmph! An unowned fire dares to be so insolent!"

Di Yanfeng gave a low shout, his Molten Fire Spirit Body operating at full power.

Crimson light radiated from his entire body as solid chains of fire-attribute Law emerged from the Void Realm, weaving into a net that precisely entangled that violent golden fire line.

At the same time, he spread the five fingers of his right hand, and a vortex composed of pure Fire Origin Power instantly formed in his palm, emitting a terrifying suction.

The golden fire line struggled frantically, the Law chains being burned red by it, nearly snapping.

Veins bulged slightly on Di Yanfeng's forehead. The fire control talent granted by his Molten Fire Spirit Body was pushed to the limit, his Mental Energy highly concentrated as he engaged in a dangerous tug-of-war with the Holy Fire's Origin will.

"Submit to me! You shall follow my name and incinerate the Netherworld!"

The suction from the vortex in his palm suddenly doubled, forcibly pulling at that unruly fire line.

The golden fire line let out an unwilling shriek, but in the end, it was no match for the Molten Fire Spirit Body's natural suppression of all fires and Di Yanfeng's tyrannical will merged with his Di Clan Bloodline.

The force of its struggle grew weaker and weaker, and finally, with a mournful cry, it turned into a submissive yet destructive golden stream of light, completely absorbed into the vortex in Di Yanfeng's palm!

Buzz—!

A flame aura far more blazing and pure than before erupted from Di Yanfeng's body!

Golden flames soared into the sky, enveloping his entire being like a Flame King descending to the mortal world.

"Good! With the help of this Holy Fire, my Molten Fire Spirit Body will surely reach the next level! Mongrels of the Netherworld Realm, wait to be burned to ashes!"

Di Yanfeng felt the new power surging and roaring within him, perfectly fused with his own Origin, and his eyes burned with Battle Intent.