Chapter 2789 Violent Shaking

ραпdα Йᴏνê|(сòm) "Oh…?"

Davis couldn't help but blink.

It was the second time he was wrong about the Cyan Soul Rat Clan's move. He couldn't tell what its Patriarch was thinking, perhaps being too cunning for him, or he lacked some information that would allow him to calculate their moves better.

But still, he was a bit amused to see a young man at the Cyan Soul Rat Clan's location glare at the King-Tier Cyan Soul Rat with unconcealed hatred in his eyes.

'I guess the internal affairs of every power isn't as harmonious as they seem to be..'

Looking at that Cyan Soul Rat with a more critical eye, he could sense the pressure he carried within himself was powerful enough to categorize him as a powerful individual, but that pressure was actually not directed at the opponent on the stage but at the King-Tier Cyan Soul Rat.

In response, the King-Tier Cyan Soul Rat raised his hand and punched in the direction of the Cyan Soul Rat as it reached the empty air, clenching his hand and smiling while bringing his hand back to him. His gesture was full of provocation, causing the young Cyan Soul Rat below to clench his teeth and glare at him to death.

Seeing this scene, many couldn't help but speculate the hatred that existed between these two as the King-Tier Cyan Soul Rat was chosen to be the current Clan Lord over that youth who was previously meant to be the Clan Lord.

If it weren't for the King-Tier Cyan Soul Rat ascending, he would've been the Clan Lord and perhaps the Patriarch one day.

Yilyang Darkflame's brows furrowed.

"You think you can ignore me, Xerax?"

"You're not a match for me even if you are a spirit, Yilyang Darkflame."

The cyan-haired man cackled as though he was completely confident about his victory. His kingly immortal beast aura erupted as he turned into a hundred and fifty meters long Cyan Soul Rat, his features becoming slowly becoming visible as the layer of cyan light peeled off from his body, revealing an armored body while the uncovered layers were all patterned with mysterious runes that glowed cyan.

His equally long tail flailed behind his body, creating massive winds while slicing through the hair as though it was a whip. Moreover, everyone could see the cyan crystal that was on his forehead. It emanated an unearthly energy, brimming with extremely concentrated soul force that made the people shiver in his presence as they felt their souls being pounded.

Although Xerax's extra large Cyan Soul Rat body occupied more space and left little to maneuver above the battle stage, his stature was high as though he didn't need to move at all, completely looking down on Yilyang Darkflame as he raised his chin.

"Come. I'll defeat you within three moves."

"…!"

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Yilyang Darkflame was fully provoked. As the man who was going to become the Tribe Lord by inheriting the Young Lord's position, he was absolutely incensed by the disrespect this King-Tier Cyan Soul Rat showed him.

*Ssssss!~*

Dark violet flames emerged from his body, spreading across the ground below him, turning it dark purple. At the same time, a spiral of dark violet flames formed around him. They were not even floating but simply burning a part of space as though space was tangible.

*Sizzle~ Sizzle~ Sizzle~*

Dark violet sparks were released from Yilyang Darkflame's body, scattering through the air before they turned into giant pillars of dark violet fireballs that exploded outwards one after another. The balls burst open like soap bubbles when they reached Xerax, but instead of dissolving into water or steam, the explosions turned them into a golden-violet liquid that coated the entire area, splashing on his face and searing.

"Yiaaah!!!~"

Xerax miserably screamed, appearing to have been doused with some kind of acid, except it wasn't just any acid but the acidic liquid emerging from burning space and extracting its impurity. It was something only the likes of a select few like the Dark Void Flame Clan could achieve as their flames beheld such a property, allowing them to use this move to catch their opponents off-guard while the impurity also had other uses.

Even those who were further away could still feel the heat as though it was directed at them. Everyone watched with bated breath as Yilyang Darkflame kept releasing wave after wave of magic circles and firing spells in a dazzling display of power and technique as he prepared for his ultimate move:

"Flames Refining The Void"

In a moment, the surrounding areas became shrouded with a dark violet mist. A sense of menace and danger pervaded as everyone felt something ominous coming towards them.

"Fwoooooo!"

The sky roared, causing everyone to cringe from its overwhelming sound, making even the most powerful immortal flinch while covering their ears to block out the roar. It was an unholy sound like no other, a chaotic symphony of souls that reverberated with an eerie intensity.

Quickly, the violent, violet mist cleared.

A giant sword emerged above Yilyang Darkflame, appearing as if the darkness itself was being sucked down. Its size was simply staggering. Even though this weapon had just been summoned from nothingness, it was clearly made from dark violet metal with sharp edges as though it had been created using ancient magical techniques and enchanted in some way so it would not dull over time or break under repeated use.

"The Darkflame Void Sword- no, it's a fragment of it instantly forged..."

Someone in the crowd instantly saw through this move of Yilyang Darkflame, causing the other people to understand that it was a Peak Immortal Grade Sword created just like that using energy on top of a fragment of the true Darkflame Void Sword that could be a broken legacy treasure of the Dark Flame Void Spirit Tribe.

Nonetheless, hearing the gasps, Yilyang Darkflame held onto the hilt, looking very pleased. He then leaped back, pulling the huge blade behind him and forming a big circle on the battle stage.

*Whoosh!*

A gust of wind swept through as his figure disappeared. By the time he reappeared, he was swinging the gigantic sword downward as he struck at Xerax, intending to strike his head cleanly and kill him instantly with that first attack before he could launch any counterattacks.

Level Nine Immortal undulations soared across the battle stage, causing thousands of people to be on their toes.

However, the molten liquid that was covering Xerax's face all over was suddenly pushed over to the side as though it was never stuck to him in the first place, only to reveal a rumbling crystal that had something from within, cyan light erupting out of it like a burst of lightning.

"Tada~"

"What!?"

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