Yue Yang’s left hand ignited with Heaven’s Wrath Crimson Lotus; his right hand burned with Twilight Sky Flame.
From the sky above, the Chitian Divine Blaze poured down in a cascading torrent. And along the ground beneath the Solar King’s feet, the Ground-origin Yin Flame, without anyone noticing when, had already been silently laid out. Whether the Solar King moved or stood still, the moment Yue Yang triggered the attack, it would set off a world-shaking detonation. The Solar King could not move. He was not afraid — no matter how fierce fire was, it could not truly wound him. Even if it did wound his body, the Solar Bell could later reverse the time and cancel out all the energy… Unless it was divine force, Yue Yang was not touching a single hair on his head.
The Solar King had every reason to be confident.
Possessed of a half-divine body, he did not fear any flame in the world.
Even the most powerful Chitian Divine Blaze and Ground-origin Yin Flame, at full detonation, would only hurt him — not injure him!
“Sword — come!”
But Yue Yang did not attack with fire.
He extended his large hand, as though asking a servant behind him for some particular sword — with the manner of a battlefield-noble knight. What sword could Yue Yang have that was too inconvenient for him to carry himself?
The Solar King was momentarily confused. Yue Yang had a grimoire and had storage rings — how could he not have brought a sword along?
For the first time, the Solar King realized there were still parts of Yue Yang he had not seen through.
Even as he wondered, at the entrance to the Purple-Gold Divine Hall, three girls had appeared. One was the snake-demon loli the Solar King had already met. The other two were girls whom the Solar King did not know at all — indeed, they had not appeared in even the Jester’s intelligence dossier. Both were from the Eastern Demon Clan — the “Dragon Sisters.” These two Dragon Sisters were completely unlike ordinary Eastern Demon Clan. Their bloodline seemed to be much purer. There was, faintly, a quality of being above the world altogether.
That quality — could it be…
The Solar King’s heart chilled. In the Upper Heavenly Realm there was a reclusive, super-powerful clan; every man and woman of it looked very much like these two Dragon Sisters. Could these two also be of that line?
The elder of the Dragon Sisters — Yao — flew forward with a sweet cry.
In a burst of iridescent light, her body underwent a mysterious, endless transmutation, and she became the Companion Wing Sword — a blade that blazed for ten thousand feet.
The Companion Wing Sword drifted naturally into Yue Yang’s hand. The moment his palm gripped the hilt, an energy-connection formed instantly — like flesh knitting to bone and tendon — and their energies merged and ran through one another. Yue Yang did not need to consciously draw on his qi. The moment his will directed it, the energy inside him flowed out as sword-radiance. With the amplifying support of the war-goddess handmaid Yao — now transformed into the Companion Wing Sword — the sword-radiance was at least a hundred times more powerful than Yue Yang’s ordinary full-strength attack.
Battle God Attendant!
A Human Divine Soldier!
The Solar King now understood. This damnable Yue Titan did not only have the monstrous-looking earth divine soldier — he had a Human Divine Soldier as well.
The Central Divine Hall had plenty of talents, but even in the Divine Hall the number of those who understood the secret of wielding a Human Divine Soldier was vanishingly small. And of those who could wield one — none of them wielded a Dragon Sister of the Eastern Immortal Clan as their Human Divine Soldier, the way Yue Titan did…
Bad. Trapped in the Eternal Wheel, with no way to escape.
The Solar King no longer thought the Solar Bell and the Restoration talent could reverse everything. Wounds inflicted by a Human Divine Soldier were absolutely unrecoverable — like injuries from a law-force!
Yue Yang swung the sword and struck down. What he used was not the One Slash Mountains and Rivers technique. Nor was it a full-drawdown killing blow. It was only a heart-and-hand-unified casual sweep.
But the entire Purple-Gold Divine Hall — its columns, its ceiling — was split cleanly in two by that single strike.
Sword-aura pierced through the ceiling and rushed to the heavens.
The space of the Eternal Wheel itself was cracked open — a fissure tens of meters long.
For the first time since the fight with Yue Yang began, the Solar King took a deep, carved-in wound across the shoulder. The blood couldn’t flow because the Eternal Wheel would not permit it to gather — but the Solar King knew. This strike had wounded him. And it could not be reversed. Ordinarily, no matter how Yue Titan hit him, he could not be truly injured — any surface damage could be reversed by the Solar Bell and Restoration talent. The gap between them in tier was an abyss Yue Titan could not cross… But now, with a Human Divine Soldier in hand, he had earned the standing to meet the Solar King on equal terms.
Now — it was no longer only the Solar King who could kill him. Now — Yue Yang could kill the Solar King.
More eerily, the Solar King noticed that when he was cut by Yue Yang’s strike, the Heaven’s Wrath Crimson Lotus, Twilight Sky Flame, Chitian Divine Blaze, and Ground-origin Yin Flame — those flames, whatever their differing properties, did not detonate.
Instead, like flowing water, under Yue Yang’s will, they poured — along the sword-aura — into the shoulder wound.
In just a few seconds, the Solar King felt a mind-searing agony.
Hot. Extraordinarily hot!
How did this crafty bastard know that the Solar Bell and the Restoration talent could not expel energy from inside my body? The Solar King had no time to think it through. He waited for Yue Yang to finish his move, then twisted himself free with everything he had. The Eternal Wheel cracked apart, shattered, and vanished. The four flames still tearing wildly inside him he immediately drove out with his own body-protection energy.
“A little trick — you won’t wound me!” The Solar King roared, and — enduring the internal shock — forcibly expelled the four flames back up his throat and out.
“Bow — come!”
Yue Yang was not going to give the Solar King a chance to recover. As Yao returned to her human form, he reached his hand back.
The younger Dragon Sister — Yu — was already flying up.
Amid an even more dazzling burst of light, she transmuted, and became a peerlessly beautiful bow. It settled into Yue Yang’s palm. The moment the bow was in his hand, Yue Yang’s near-exhausted true qi surged back up. With Yu’s energy backing him, his mind, his fighting will, and his true qi all went through a fresh eruption.
The Solar King had been about to rush in and counter-attack. But now, seeing that Yue Yang had a second Human Divine Soldier —
He retreated immediately, summoning up his own grimoire and raising a protective shield.
He would not take this in direct combat.
Beyond the shield, the Solar King raised a Blazing God Shield roaring with demonic flame in front of him…
The Blazing God Shield was a Sacred-rank treasure, but for defensive purposes it was on par with a divine artifact — some divine artifacts were, in fact, no better than it! Whether close-range or long-range, so long as the attack landed within ten thousand meters, once it struck the Blazing God Shield, its wielder took only half the attack’s power, while the other half was reflected — reversed by the shield — back on the attacker.
Ordinary blades, spears, and arrows could not pierce a Sacred-rank defense. Anyone trying to hit the wielder of the Blazing God Shield only got themselves killed by reflected force.
Only because Yue Yang’s Human Divine Soldier was so terrifyingly powerful had the Solar King agreed to bring out the Blazing God Shield this early.
These were his life-preservation trump cards. He didn’t want to show them if he could help it.
“Eat this arrow!” Yue Yang drew the Companion Wing Bow into a full moon. Nocked to it was a shaft of energy-condensed purple lightning. This Companion Wing Divine Arrow — bitter cold ice for its point, purple lightning for its shaft, divine flame for its fletching, law-force for its power — was already aimed at the Solar King’s heart. Yue Yang let out a battle-shout more thunderous than an army’s, drew the bow’s full round with the strength of one who could uproot mountains, and loosed this arrow of pure annihilating will!
“Screeee!“
The bowstring exploded like a thunderclap overhead.
Faster than sound. Under the Solar King’s own gaze, the purple lightning simply — vanished.
By the time it reappeared, it had already punched through the grimoire’s protective shield, punched through the Blazing God Shield, punched through the Solar King’s physical body, punched through his heart, and burst out through his back…
The purple lightning arrow emerged out the other side of the shield.
Faster than sound, it drilled through several of the great columns standing in the hall, and finally succeeded in punching straight out through the wall.
Except for the string of holes it left, no trace of the purple lightning arrow remained in the entire Purple-Gold Divine Hall — as if it had never existed.
The Solar King’s face was pure disbelief.
He had already deployed the Blazing God Shield. How could Yue Titan have shot straight through his heart?
The grimoire’s protection had not worked at all. The Blazing God Shield had not reflected anything back. That arrow had been fast enough to reach this level? Never mind him — even a god, taking this arrow, probably could not survive it.
Terrifying…
No wonder Yue Titan — knowing full well he was the Solar King of the Central Divine Hall’s Sun God Palace — had still dared to face him head-on. Yue Titan possessed a Human Divine Soldier of this caliber!
The Blazing God Shield gave off a mournful hum, keening like a wounded war beast — the sentient thing was in pain.
“Die. Die, you!” The Solar King no longer cared to check on the Blazing God Shield. Every ounce of power he had left he unleashed. Just as Yue Yang had finished releasing the Companion Wing Bow, the Solar King bolted forward for the killing exchange. He could not let this brat use the Human Divine Soldier again. That was too dangerous. Get in close, use his overwhelming strength to grind down Yue Yang’s stamina, wear him to death with an endless string of attacks in the Purple-Gold Divine Hall… His energy and tier were still greatly above Yue Yang’s. So long as the boy did not get the chance to use his Human Divine Soldiers, the ultimate victory would still be his.
“Aaagh…” Xiao Wenli cried out. Her eyes went almost bloodshot with the strain of it. Her binding talent detonated at its limit. Fresh blood dripped from both her eyes.
“This is the interest on the debt!” Yue Yang, ignoring the heavy fist the Solar King was slamming into his chest, waited for Xiao Wenli’s binding to lock in. The instant it did, he detonated the Wheel of Apocalypse and — palms coming together into the wheel — slashed it back into the Solar King’s already-wounded chest.
The Solar King instantly felt the shadow of death rise up in the very base of him.
That fear of dying he had not felt in a very long time.
Now — perfectly clear. Shaking his soul.
This Yue Titan possessed the Wheel of Apocalypse as a hidden trump card, waiting all this time to spring on me… How could a young man have this many extinction-tier techniques? Beyond divine weapons, divine artifacts, earth divine soldiers, this brat also had the Eastern Immortal Clan’s Dragon Sisters as Human Divine Soldiers, plus the Eternal Wheel and the Wheel of Apocalypse. Who exactly was he? What did he have to have done, to be this favored by heaven and earth? It was — it was too unfair!
Ji Wuri had always been thought of as heaven’s most spoiled prodigy. Turns out this young man was even more of a favorite.
The Eternal Wheel and the Wheel of Apocalypse. Both in one man.
A Dragon Sister sworn to his service. Divine weapons and divine beasts by his side. Who was this?
The Solar King spent everything he had to break Xiao Wenli’s binding. At the instant the Wheel of Apocalypse passed through his body, he flung himself back and — in ragged panic — rolled his way out of the way, barely dodging the killing blow of the Wheel of Apocalypse… He did not look at the destruction the Wheel of Apocalypse had done to the Purple-Gold Divine Hall. He was staring down at his own hand.
Three severed fingers, dripping blood, silently testifying to the terror of his opponent.
This is where I’ve landed — me, the Solar King. Anyone else who came to face this Yue Titan — wouldn’t they just be delivering themselves as another course on his plate?
(End of Chapter 989)