Chương 92: Strength of the War Emperor
The Fire God's Fury displayed by the Alchemist Saint was completely different from Lin Yang's, demonstrating a vast difference in the realm and imposing aura.
The silhouette coalescing behind him didn't resemble Lin Yang; instead, it appeared as an elderly figure with a flowing beard and hair.
Lin Yang's silhouette was a bright red, representing the primal form of flames, while the Alchemist Saint's was a dark red, bordering on black, influenced by the effect of the Hellfire.
This peculiar fire greatly amplified the power of such martial techniques, almost doubling their effectiveness.
Mo Fan remained calm, unaffected by the extraordinary phenomenon, his fighting spirit surging within.
While he indeed lacked a Heavenly-ranked martial skill at the moment, Mo Fan has never relied on high-ranked martial techniques and skills to win.
He lowered his body, channelling energy into his right hand, causing terrifying power to gather and even distort part of the space.
"Fire God's Fury!" The Alchemist Saint finished gathering his strength, unleashing a barrage of punches.
The silhouette behind him moved as well, not mimicking the Alchemist Saint's actions but autonomously charging forward.
With fists striking simultaneously, the powerful force accompanied by scorching energy of the Hellfire surged toward Mo Fan.
As his fists moved forward, the surrounding scenery seemed to melt like foam, and even Mo Shan, who had been thrown into the cave by Mo Fan, felt as if his body's moisture was being evaporated.
"What exactly is hidden inside Lin Yang's body? To actually possess a legendary Heavenly-ranked martial skill!" Mo Shan mobilized all his true qi, striving to resist the violent invasion of fire elements, feeling greatly shocked.
Even their ancestor, the War Emperor Mo Fan, never possessed a Heavenly-ranked martial skill.
In contrast, looking at his son Mo Qingkuang, though he didn't know why he possessed such formidable power comparable to a Martial Venerable, it felt somewhat unfamiliar even to him.
The figure standing opposite 'Lin Yang,' about to endure the attack of Fire God's Fury, wasn't tall and imposing, but seemed like a towering pillar supporting the heavens, emanating an unstoppable momentum.
It's not that Mo Shan looked down on his son Mo Qingkuang, but he knew that such momentum and fighting style wasn't suitable for him.
Watching the dark red silhouette with raised fists roaring towards him, Mo Shan couldn't help but silently sweat for Mo Qingkuang.
He clearly saw that there was no extraordinary phenomenon appearing behind Mo Qingkuang, indicating that the martial technique he was employing might not be on the level Lin Yang performed.
With such a disadvantage, Mo Shan found himself worrying about Mo Qingkuang.
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Mo Fan casually pointed out his finger in front of him.
Inside him, Mo Qingkuang immediately recognized it—it was the Flower-Picking Finger obtained in King Nianhua's Royal Tomb!
Different from Mo Fan's demonstration in the valley last time and even different from his own execution, this was Mo Fan's Venerable-level strength fully erupting, condensed to a single point and pouring out.
A huge energy finger formed in mid-air following Mo Fan's gesture.
Then, driven by an unknown force, it suddenly accelerated, heading straight towards the charging dark red Fire God's Fury shadow.
"Flower-Picking Finger? Do you think you can challenge a Heavenly-ranked skill with an Earth-ranked one?" the Alchemist Saint sneered.
In his eyes, it was clear that Mo Fan was using the Flower-Picking Finger, a low-level Earth-ranked martial skill, although it was exceptional, it was far from his Heavenly-ranked one.
The difference between Heaven and Earth was like clouds and mud!
Where could it be so easy to fight across ranks?
He couldn't help but silently breathe a sigh of relief —apparently, the opponent didn't have the depth of a Heavenly-ranked martial skill, which was good news.
In his contemplation, the gigantic golden finger came into contact with the dark red shadow of Fire God's Fury.
Contrary to the Alchemist Saint's expectation of a crushing victory, they instead remained locked in mid-air.
This change in circumstances caused his expression to shift.
As if time stood still, the finger and the shadow froze in mid-air, affecting the souls of the five people present.
Suddenly, the finger seemed unable to hold on and, trembling, exploded with a deafening blast.
The Alchemist Saint then smiled, "Indeed, there is still some gap!"
The fact that the golden finger and the Fire God's Fury shadow can maintain a standoff for a moment had surprised him. The combat power of the person in front of him was truly remarkable.
But ultimately, Fire God's Fury was gaining the upper hand!
Just as the dark red shadow with momentum was about to continue its assault on Mo Fan, it suddenly stagnated.
The smile on the Alchemist Saint's face also froze.
The dark red shadow suddenly halted, and some force erupted from within, causing it to shatter and disintegrate into a sky full of falling flames.
"What!"
Not only the Alchemist Saint but also Lin Yang inside him, Mo Qingkuang inside Mo Fan, and Mo Shan, who was watching from the cave with despair as he saw the golden finger explode, were all stunned!
A Heavenly-ranked martial skill had been broken!
Most shocked of all was Mo Qingkuang. He knew the power of Flower-Picking Finger the best.
A low-level Earth-ranked martial technique against a Heavenly-ranked skill —such a big difference in grade should have been insurmountable.
Yet, it was erased like this?
'Is Ancestor still a human?'
If it were him, he probably wouldn't even be able to withstand Lin Yang's Fire God's Fury, let alone the Fire God's Fury enhanced by the Hellfire!
At this moment, he gained a more intuitive understanding of his ancestor, Mo Fan. Indeed, he was a super powerhouse born for battle!
Just as the Alchemist Saint hadn't recovered from his astonishment, the sky full of flames subsided, and Mo Fan in front of him disappeared!
In the next instant, Mo Fan's figure mysteriously appeared in front of the Alchemist Saint, his fist bursting with dazzling golden brilliance, fiercely blasting into the Alchemist Saint's abdomen!
The Alchemist Saint's body shot up, sent flying into the sky by the impact.
Mo Fan had planned for this, taking advantage of the Alchemist Saint's shocked state to quickly close in, leaving him no room to turn the tables!
Having succeeded with his strike, Mo Fan relentlessly pursued, his legs forcefully pushing off the ground as he shot up like a cannon, quickly catching up to the Alchemist Saint soaring into the air.
A blow with his elbow sent the Alchemist Saint crashing forcefully into the ground, leaving a deep pit where he landed!
Then, descending from mid-air, he aimed to stomp directly on the Alchemist Saint's head.
The Alchemist Saint was thrown into complete disarray by Mo Fan's relentless assault, with no opportunity to counterattack.
He felt a deep fear in his heart towards Mo Fan's combat prowess!
He had to get away! If he doesn't break free now, both he and Lin Yang will die here today!
Just as Mo Fan was about to descend, a towering flame erupted from the humanoid pit that the Alchemist Saint smashed into.
Those were the terrifying flames of Hellfire.
If it were the original Mo Fan, he could have disregarded the danger and continued his descent. But unfortunately, Mo Qingkuang's body was too weak. Even with Mo Fan's true qi protection, he couldn't withstand the scorching flames of the Hellfire!
He could only abruptly halt his attack in mid-air and retreat back to the ground!
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