Wu Qinghao jumped in fright.
He never imagined that dozens of disciples from the Chaos Holy Land would be burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.
Those disciples who were just burned to death were all stronger than Ye Qiu in terms of cultivation.
“What kind of flame is this?”
“How can it be so terrifying?”
As Wu Qinghao felt shocked, his gaze fell on Ye Qiu’s arms. He saw two clusters of white flames rising from them.
Although the flames were not large, Wu Qinghao sensed a very strong sense of crisis.
“Heterogeneous fire!”
Finally, Wu Qinghao recognised the flames on Ye Qiu’s arms. He was first stunned, then his eyes became fiery hot.
“No wonder you are so arrogant. It turns out you possess heterogeneous fire.”
“Kid, you killed so many people from our Chaos Holy Land. No matter what, I cannot let you go.”
“However, if you are willing to offer the heterogeneous fire to me, this Divine Son can leave you with an intact corpse.”
Ye Qiu said with disdain, “Wu Qinghao, if you kneel down and beg for mercy right now, I might consider leaving you with an intact corpse.”
“Courting death.” Wu Qinghao’s eyes instantly turned sharp. He glared at Ye Qiu with full killing intent and said, “Kid, do not think that just because you have heterogeneous fire, you are invincible.”
“Your cultivation is too weak. You are no match for this Divine Son at all.”
“Since you refuse to appreciate my kindness, there is nothing more to say.”
“However, I always like to think of others. For the sake of you being the disciple of the Wuji Heavenly Venerable, I can give you time to leave one last word. Otherwise, once I act, you will never have the chance to speak again.”
Chang Mei Zhenren stood behind Ye Qiu and pointed at Wu Qinghao while cursing loudly, “What the hell are you? You are about to die, yet you still dare to boast. Little brat, hurry up and kill him.”
Wu Qinghao glanced at Chang Mei Zhenren. Cold killing intent flashed in his eyes as he shouted, “A mere servant from the Yin-Yang Sect dares to act so arrogantly in front of this Divine Son. Later, I will tear out your tendons, skin you alive, and make sure you have no place to be buried.”
Chang Mei Zhenren showed no fear and said, “If you cannot kill me today, then I will smash your head into pulp, you trash.”
Wu Qinghao was furious beyond measure. As the Divine Son of the Chaos Holy Land, he was worshipped wherever he went. He never expected that today he would be insulted by a servant from the Yin-Yang Sect. It was simply courting death.
“Since you are so eager to die, I will grant your wish.” After Wu Qinghao finished speaking, he prepared to act.
At that moment, he saw Ye Qiu beckon him with a finger and say arrogantly, “Wu Qinghao, come over quickly and accept your death. I cannot wait to burn you to ashes.”
“Very well. I was wondering why a servant dared to be so arrogant. It seems like master and servant are cut from the same cloth.” Wu Qinghao laughed in extreme anger. Immediately after, powerful killing intent surged from his body.
Following that, blood energy surged violently around Wu Qinghao. His entire person seemed to transform into an invincible ruler. Terrifying auras emanated from him.
Wu Qinghao’s eyes were as sharp as blades. He said, “Kid, I will say it one last time. Hand over the heterogeneous fire immediately. Otherwise, both master and servant will be reduced to nothing.”
However, Ye Qiu acted as if he had not heard. He said impatiently, “Stop wasting words. If you want the heterogeneous fire, come and take it yourself if you have the ability.”
“It seems you truly want to die. Fine, this Divine Son will send you on your way.” As Wu Qinghao’s words fell, his body shot forward.
“Kill!”
Wu Qinghao roared, carrying overwhelming killing intent as he pressed a palm towards Ye Qiu.
His palm erupted with terrifying power, as if a piece of the sky had collapsed. It was extremely horrifying.
“Although you are the disciple of the Wuji Heavenly Venerable, your cultivation is too weak. You should feel proud to die by my hand.”
Wu Qinghao looked full of arrogance, as if he had already seen the scene of Ye Qiu being killed by his palm. He said coldly, “Hmph!”
Ye Qiu let out a cold snort. His battle power fully unleashed. The heterogeneous fire condensed on his arms instantly soared into the sky like two fire dragons and charged towards Wu Qinghao.
“Burn!”
Ye Qiu shouted fiercely. The flames of the heterogeneous fire grew even fiercer. Continuous sizzling sounds rang out in the air.
Wu Qinghao immediately discovered that the palm force he had unleashed disintegrated the moment it touched the heterogeneous fire.
In other words, the heterogeneous fire had incinerated his power completely.
“Worthily the most miraculous flame between heaven and earth. It can even burn divine power. If I obtain the heterogeneous fire, I can use it to burn Qi Tian, Chen Tianming, and the others to death, then seize the Dragon Emperor inheritance.”
Thinking of this, Wu Qinghao decided to temporarily avoid the flames and quickly retreated several steps.
“Bang!”
Suddenly, Wu Qinghao’s back felt as if it had collided with an iron wall, producing a loud clang.
Wu Qinghao turned his head and saw that he had crashed into the formation he himself had set up.
Ye Qiu’s laughter rang out. “Wu Qinghao, you set up this formation to kill me, but you never expected that it would now seal off your path of retreat. This is what they call lifting a rock only to smash your own foot.”
“Do you think this Divine Son is trying to escape? What a joke!” Wu Qinghao said. “Not only will this Divine Son not escape, I will kill you and take your heterogeneous fire.”
“You should pray that you do not get burned to ashes by the heterogeneous fire.” Ye Qiu swung his arm and said, “Go.”
With his command, the two strands of heterogeneous fire formed a fire lotus and charged towards Wu Qinghao.
“Boom!”
At that moment, divine light flowed over Wu Qinghao’s body. A pitch-black armour enveloped him completely, leaving only his eyes exposed.
The armour was engraved with dense runes and emanated a cold aura. It was clearly no ordinary item.
“I possess a Transcendent Saint Armour. What can a mere heterogeneous fire do to me?”
As soon as Wu Qinghao finished speaking, the heterogeneous fire wrapped around his armour. Then came a series of sizzling sounds. The Transcendent Saint Armour seemed to be corroded by acid, emitting wisps of green smoke and developing many cracks.
“What?”
“What kind of heterogeneous fire is this?”
“How can even the Transcendent Saint Armour not withstand it?”
Wu Qinghao was greatly shocked. In his urgency, he formed hand seals in front of him. Then his entire body was wrapped in divine light and shrouded in a layer of mist, appearing mysterious and powerful.
One second later.
“Chi!”
A strand of light shot out from the top of Wu Qinghao’s head, like an unparalleled sharp blade with endless edge.
Wu Qinghao said coldly, “Dragon Bodhisattva, I possess a strand of chaos qi. Killing you is easier than crushing an ant.”
“A mere strand of chaos qi wants to kill me? You are too naive.” Suddenly, dense chaos qi surged out around Ye Qiu.
Thirty-three thousand strands!
“How is this possible?” Wu Qinghao looked utterly horrified. Even in the entire Chaos Holy Land, there was not this much chaos qi.
As for the strand of chaos qi he had sacrificed, it seemed delighted to see its kin and immediately broke free from his control. Together with the thirty-three thousand strands of chaos qi, it turned and attacked Wu Qinghao instead.
“Die!” Ye Qiu roared. The chaos qi pressed down fiercely.
“No…” Wu Qinghao’s miserable scream had barely begun before he instantly turned into a cloud of bloody mist.
