Chapter 294
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Chapter 294: Crisis
The punch surged like tidal waves, fierce winds erupting.
Ye Yun had never experienced such power before – this single strike surpassed all his previous attacks. The spiritual energy from the Heart of Immortals and Demons possessed unimaginable purity, needing no conversion to be wielded as true qi.
Most crucially, Ye Yun realized this energy hadn’t transformed into true qi at all, but directly empowered his fist.
For an instant, Ye Yun felt this punch could shatter mountains and split rivers. No opponent could withstand such force.
The concentrated fist energy struck the flaming True Fire Flying Lion without dispersion.
Boom!
The iron fist struck true.
A shockwave scattered flames across the sky like falling stars. Embers landed miles away in dense woods, igniting instant infernos that reduced entire forests to ash within heartbeats.
Where true fire touched stone, rock blackened and melted into nothingness. This was no ordinary flame – even glancing contact would reduce cultivators like Ye Yun to charred corpses.
Yet Ye Yun stood unwavering. His fist shattered the lion’s fiery mantle, continuing unimpeded to strike its body.
He felt certain this punch surpassed even his Divine Thunder Annihilation and Born as a Sword techniques. If sustained, this fist would become his ultimate weapon.
But no pained roar came. The True Fire Flying Lion didn’t retreat, though its chest caved inward.
The beast’s cautious gaze transformed into primal fury. Its burning eyes promised annihilation – flesh torn, soul scorched to oblivion.
A rebounding force surged through Ye Yun’s arm, threatening to shatter bone. He withdrew hastily, dispersing the invasive energy.
"Fool! Did you think true fire alone couldn’t break you?" The lion’s voice growled as it advanced, eyes gleaming.
Ye Yun’s breath caught. That cunning glint revealed the beast’s earlier wariness as mere pretense. Of course the Fire God’s legendary steed wouldn’t be simple-minded.
Hatred flickered through Ye Yun. These high-level spirit beasts matched human cunning, even masking their expressions.
No time for regrets. If one strike failed, he’d attack again.
The Purple Shadow Sword trembled, its light spreading like water ripples. Within moments, Ye Yun vibrated it 1,024 times, summoning Divine Thunder Annihilation’s storm cloud above.
Sword arcs and true qi streams shot from his fingers into the gathering darkness. The blade left his hand, becoming a blur of remnant shadows.
Every Celestial Technique merged with the sword’s momentum before it snapped back to his palm.
Ye Yun inhaled deeply. The Purple Shadow Sword glowed with gentle purple light as he thrust toward the momentarily stunned beast.
Born as a Sword – Elder Seven’s supreme technique – moved with deceptive slowness. The True Fire Flying Lion instinctively retreated, sensing mortal danger.
A fiery orb materialized before the beast, expanding into translucent crimson barriers with mere breath.
Thud!
Born as a Sword seemed slow yet struck with lightning speed. As the fiery transparent barrier materialized, the blade pierced through it.
The sound resembled a knife slicing through rotten flesh. The crimson barrier barely resisted before shattering explosively, scattering countless light beams in all directions.
That momentary delay proved crucial. When the barrier vanished, Ye Yun stared in shock—the True Fire Flying Lion had completely disappeared.
At that instant, cold dread crawled up Ye Yun’s spine as overwhelming danger approached from behind.
Turning to face the threat now would be too late.
Instead, Ye Yun twisted midair with unnatural agility. Lightning flashed as he whirled around, Purple Shadow Sword angled upward.
Three true fire blasts erupted, followed by the lion’s massive claws descending with the flames.
Yet the claws seemed drawn toward Ye Yun’s raised sword. The left paw slammed down but met the Purple Shadow Sword’s tip, shearing off part of the claw without piercing through.
The True Fire Flying Lion roared in pain, its attacks suddenly doubling in speed. Though prepared, Ye Yun couldn’t dodge the right claw smashing his shoulder.
An immense power struck like ocean waves crashing against rocks.
Ye Yun couldn’t resist. Blood sprayed from his mouth as he flew backward dozens of zhang, crashing into a towering ancient tree before slamming to the ground.
He’d underestimated the beast’s physical power. As Su Yinxue warned, even a juvenile True Fire Flying Lion might surpass Su Hao in raw strength.
Had Su Hao casually struck Ye Yun like this, death would’ve been instant and certain.
The claw’s devastating force left Ye Yun’s five internal organs burning with pain. His sword flew from his grasp, embedding in a tree trunk behind him.
Victorious, the lion gathered surging power within its body and charged the fallen youth. Another direct hit would mean certain death and spirit dissolution.
Golden light suddenly cut through the flames. The Divine Feather Vulture King descended like a celestial warrior, interposing itself between Ye Yun and danger.
Golden wings clashed violently with fiery claws. The shockwave hurled stone fragments in all directions, each shredding through rock and ancient trees effortlessly.
The lion hadn’t anticipated the vulture’s swift return. Though appearing to block head-on, the Divine Feather Vulture King actually struck from the flank with precisely timed wingbeats channeling accumulated power.
Forced to adjust mid-lunge, the lion tried redirecting its momentum to crush this Golden-winged Roc descendant.
But the collision revealed the vulture’s hidden strength—surpassing even Ye Yun’s capabilities.
The lion tumbled backward through the air, landing with smoking jaws and furious eyes fixed on its feathered opponent.
Though the vulture’s tactical strike saved Ye Yun, the lion’s overwhelming physicality left both rescuers battered. Even a glancing blow rendered the vulture’s wings numb and half-useless.
"You think tribulation-tempered spirit beasts scare me? Die!" The lion recovered faster. With Ye Yun disabled, it considered the rest mere trash.
Flames gathered in its maw as it leaped—without Ye Yun’s protection, neither the wounded vulture nor qi-depleted Su Yinxue could withstand the coming inferno.
Su Yinxue paled. With Ye Yun and the vulture incapacitated, and her own true qi exhausted, only Duan Chenfeng and four Tian Shen Peak disciples remained—utterly inadequate against the lion’s fury.
Then Su Ling moved. Still supporting Su Yinxue, her entire demeanor transformed. Piercing coldness radiated from her body, frosting the air itself.
