534: Burn it for the world to see

Ghost Cold's face was uncertain.

So the Flames of Deathly Silence on the Fire God Blade weren't his?

They were Lin Xianhuo's?

Why could Lin Xianhuo have the Flames of Deathly Silence?

Forget it, none of that matters now.

Lin Xianhuo seemed to be revealing her final trump card; he had to finish this quickly to avoid further complications!

His figure rushed out again.

And this time, the blades of the Fire God Blade came again.

He snorted, preparing to raise his hand to block; how could a mere pile of fragments stop him?

But suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply, because the blade that appeared in his peripheral vision was followed by other blades.

And these blades, as they rushed towards him... began to reassemble!

The first connected to the second, the third, the fourth... hundreds of blades, incredibly, condensed completely in an instant, and the Fire God Blade was restored!

But at this moment, this blade should no longer be called the Fire God Blade, right?

Because the blade was no longer as bright red as before, but black, pure black, as dark as the Flames of Deathly Silence, and the shattered patterns were still there.

This meant that this blade could split apart and reassemble at any time!?

"Whoosh!"

The Fire God Blade stabbed towards Ghost Cold.

Ghost Cold slightly tilted his head, easily dodging it, then turned to look forward, his brows furrowed.

Because...

At this moment, that blade had steadily landed in Lin Xianhuo's skeletal hands.

All the cameras focused on Lin Xianhuo at this instant.

In a flash...

The whole world fell silent.

Because at this moment, what stood before them was not a Human Race at all!

But a skeleton!

A skeletal skeleton burning with both Sun Fire and Flames of Deathly Silence!

Suddenly, across the Human Race's land...

Some older people remembered what this was.

Demon War God's ultimate skill,

The ultimate form of the Demon War God's fire.

White Bone War God!

Without any flesh and blood, not even internal organs!

Because the Demon War God's Physical Body was not strong back then; he was always beaten to a pulp, flesh torn and bloody, just like Lin Xianhuo just now.

So, in a desperate situation, he comprehended this astonishing Martial Arts.

He transformed all his weaknesses into an unceasing flame!

Physical Body not good enough?

Then I'll just get rid of my Physical Body!

Everything turns into flames!

If the flames extinguish...

I die!

If the flames do not extinguish, you die!

And at this moment, Lin Xianhuo, having no Physical Body, only bones, seemed to have no gender distinction anymore.

The only difference between her and the Demon War God of yesteryear was that one burned with colorful flames, while the other burned with golden and black flames.

So in the eyes of the older generation...

This was clearly... invoking a god!

At this moment, in the Super God Class, Lin Lianshen, as her older brother, couldn't control the tears welling up in his eyes, his bitter face contorted.

Because besides him and his father, no one knew how much pain one had to endure to activate this White Bone War God form.

He is the Undying Fire.

He constantly tried to die, to endure more mental and physical pain!

But even with all his efforts, he couldn't reach his father's level!

Yet his younger sister did!

Even though his sister gained greater power, Lin Lianshen couldn't smile at all.

Because he knew better than anyone how much suffering his sister endured during those two silent years.

There was a raging fire in her heart.

A monstrous fire that threatened to burn down the world!

This great fire, suppressed for two years, finally emerged today!

At this moment...

On the deathly silent Shura Killing Field, a shrill, ghostly roar suddenly rang out!

It was the roar from a skeletal skeleton.

It was Lin Xianhuo's roar!

At this moment, all her composure vanished!

Her burning eye sockets were filled with madness!

She was seen gripping the blade of the Fire God Blade fiercely with her other hand, then yanking hard!

"Clang!"

The perfectly good blade was directly pulled into pieces, then reassembled again, turning into two blades, tightly clutched in her hands.

Then, she looked up at Ghost Cold and instantly charged out!

Two streaks of blade light, one divine and one demonic, tore through the sky, Ghost Cold's pupils suddenly contracted, and he quickly raised his finger guards to resist!

"Boom!"

It was clearly a clash of metal, yet there was no sound of iron, only a thunderous boom!

That was Ghost Cold being directly smashed into the ground by Lin Xianhuo's dual blades!

She wasn't slashing; she was smashing!

Suddenly, another shrill scream came from the skeleton's mouth.

"Ah!!!"

The sound had no tone, incredibly distorted, like a demonic melody lingering in everyone's ears.

But no one found it unpleasant or harsh.

They only felt uncomfortable, as if their hearts were being tightly squeezed by a large hand.

Because they heard it: pain, sorrow, despair!

She had a great fire.

She wanted to show it to the world!

Under the watchful eyes of all, the two dazzling fire blades in Lin Xianhuo's hands smashed chaotically, like a madwoman who had lost all reason.

Each blow could make the ground indent!

And each blow was accompanied by a desperate roar.

Lin Xianhuo was clearly completely dominant!

She was clearly incredibly powerful!

But why was she so desperate?

Because he was gone... At this moment, Lin Xianhuo's mind had no Ghost Cold.

Only that face she hadn't dared to recall for two full years.

That lush green mountain.

Those two frantically fleeing figures.

Even that dirty sewer now seemed sweet in retrospect.

Because he was there then.

Each of her slashes wasn't aimed at Ghost Cold, but at her former weak and incompetent self.

If she were strong enough...

If she had been a little stronger back then, would he not have died?

That doomsday vow created for him was like a joke.

It didn't protect anything at all!

Thinking of this, her dual blades in her hands merged again.

In an instant, a black and red super greatsword soared into the sky, occupying everyone's vision.

People's eyes were filled with shock.

Because the demonic and the divine completely fused at this moment!

At this moment, Ghost Cold's face showed terror.

Because these were two completely opposite forces.

Like the conflict of lightning and fire, but the strength of the divine and demonic was much higher than that of lightning and fire, not to mention that Lin Xianhuo's divine and demonic were almost the strongest in the world!

What would their explosion produce?

Ghost Cold's lips trembled slightly, unable to imagine.

But to make them merge, some price had to be paid.

This price was pain!

In other words, there was no way to completely fuse these two forces.

The only way was to bite the bullet and endure the pain caused by the conflict of these two forces!

On the Shura Killing Field...

A skeleton covered in flames, holding a black and red greatsword over a hundred meters long high in the air.

At this moment, time and space seemed to be frozen, and heaven and earth fell into silence.

Only those painful memories, like sounds from a gramophone, lingered in Lin Xianhuo's mind.

As she thought, she remembered a shattered land.

A withered corpse lay there.

That was her beloved, forever buried in the depths of her memory.

For two full years, she dared not revisit that image.

Indeed...

Recalling it again, even though she no longer had a Physical Body, that excruciating pain still spread throughout her entire being.

"Ah..."

This time there was no shrill, desperate roar, only a desolate sigh.

Finally, the doomsday vow crashed down.

The two forces of the divine and demonic completely intertwined, conflicted, and then... exploded as they fell!

The strength of these two forces, the divine and demonic, was countless levels higher than lightning and fire.

Coupled with the fact that Lin Xianhuo's divine and demonic were now the strongest in the world...

This meant that the destructiveness of this elemental conflict was unprecedented, even Xiao Fan had never created a conflict of this level.

There was one biggest reason why Lin Xianhuo did this.

She wanted to know what kind of pain Xiao Fan endured in those repeated elemental conflicts.

At this moment, she understood; it was truly this painful.

Just one strike drained all her strength, causing her vision to gradually blur, on the verge of fainting.

Finally, bathed in the blinding light of the explosion, she seemed to hear Ghost Cold's terrified surrender, and also heard a world-shaking roar from the sky.

And vaguely saw a familiar black-robed figure trembling inside a glass window.

Is it him?

How could it be, it must be an illusion.

Finally, her eyes completely closed, and she lost consciousness.

PS: Two updates today, I might take a day off tomorrow because I haven't been feeling well recently, my mind is very hazy, I don't feel like writing at all, I need to adjust.

Also, I want to tell everyone that in our line of work, we only get one day off a month, which means working 29 days and resting 1. If I don't rest, I'll really get sick of writing.