64: Chapter 64 The Divine Phoenix Appears!

Boom!

A cluster of blood flames exploded violently within the body of the Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan!

It was no longer a sacred crimson, but a forbidden fire fueled by the burning of her origin essence blood.

Her speed instantly tore through the sonic barrier, turning her entire being into a blood-colored comet that brutally shoved aside the air, leaving a trail of high-pitched shrieks as space itself was rent asunder.

The goddess's elegance and nobility vanished completely at this moment.

Only the most primitive killing intent remained.

Facing this life-risking strike capable of instantly killing any genius of the same rank, Lin Yuan didn't even lift his eyes.

He neither dodged nor avoided it, but instead took a step forward.

Closing his five fingers, he thrust out a punch.

Bang—!

Fist and palm-blade collided fiercely.

It wasn't just a loud noise, but a visible ring of white airwaves, mixed with blood flames and black fire, that exploded outward.

The alloy arena beneath their feet shattered completely, collapsing downward into a hideous, massive crater.

A spray of blood suddenly blossomed on Lin Yuan's shoulder!

The Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan's other hand had turned into a sharp claw, leaving five terrifying, bone-deep scars on his body.

Simultaneously, Lin Yuan's unadorned straight punch, carrying the devouring power of the Taotie, savagely shattered the protective true essence she had hastily gathered and slammed heavily into her chest.

"Pfft!"

The Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward.

But in her eyes, there flickered a sense of gratification and ferocity.

Trading injury for injury!

She was at the peak of the Nine-Star Heaven Realm with a profound foundation, and with the Indestructible Nirvana Flame protecting her, her recovery ability was unmatched among her generation!

Lin Yuan was only at the Six-star Heaven Realm!

His total volume of true essence was destined to be his shortcoming!

Attrition!

She would grind him down until he died!

However, the smile on the Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan's face froze completely in the next second.

The entire venue fell into a dead silence.

Under the gaze of hundreds of millions, the hideous, mangled wound on Lin Yuan's shoulder clearly revealed his pale white bone.

Just as the blood gushed out...

An illusory phantom of a blood-colored tang flower flashed and vanished.

The wound that would have left any martial artist critically injured or dying saw its flesh writhing frantically, the bone mending itself, and the skin becoming as smooth as it was before.

Instant healing!

There wasn't even a trace of a scar left behind.

"What kind of vitality is that?!"

On the commentary stand, Di Yunxiao leaned forward abruptly, his pupils—which flowed with purple starlight—constricted violently as he lost his composure for the first time.

On the arena, the Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan had not yet recovered from that extreme shock.

Lin Yuan's figure had already closed in again.

No martial techniques.

No special effects.

Only a bloody and incredibly frenzied exchange of blows to the flesh!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Two streaks of light, red and black, collided madly over the ruins of the arena, every exchange bringing with it large sprays of blood and shredded flesh.

The Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan's attacks were lethal, aimed directly at Lin Yuan's throat and heart.

Lin Yuan's fighting style, however, was even more savage and irrational.

He completely abandoned all defense.

He chose the most extreme method: trading injury for injury!

If she pierced his abdomen with a claw, he would shatter her arm bone with a punch!

If she kicked and shattered his knee, he would crush her chest with an elbow!

This was a barbaric brawl that made the audience's scalps tingle with fear!

People were horrified to discover that every time the Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan was injured, the blood-colored Nirvana Flame around her would surge frantically to repair it, but the light of those flames was constantly dimming.

Her recovery was slowing down!

Looking back at Lin Yuan...

No matter how terrifying the injuries he sustained—broken bones or ruptured organs—they all recovered in an instant amidst the flickering phantom of the blood-colored tang.

The Immortal Blood Begonia within him operated frantically, its boundless and majestic vitality serving as his most terrifying backing.

His recovery ability was actually several times stronger than that of the Feng Clan Imperial Daughter, who had burned her origin essence blood!

"No... this is impossible!"

The Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan was once again sent flying by Lin Yuan's punch, crawling out of the ruins in a disheveled state, her hair messy and blood leaking from the corner of her mouth.

She looked at the monster across from her whose aura hadn't weakened in the slightest, as if he would never be injured.

The bloodline she took pride in was completely crushed!

Her strongest flames were treated as food by the opponent!

The recovery ability she was most proud of was even more of a joke before him!

Everything she had—her pride, her dignity—was ground to dust at this moment!

"This is impossible!!"

The Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan was like a madwoman, letting out a hysterical scream at Lin Yuan.

"You are just a low-born commoner! Based on what?! How can you possess a Nirvana Intent purer than my Feng Clan Imperial Lineage's!"

Her Dao heart completely collapsed at this moment.

Lin Yuan's figure appeared before her like a ghost.

He reached out and grabbed her arm, which was sweeping toward him while burning with blood flames.

Sizzle—!

The blood flames, hot enough to melt gold and iron, scorched his palm, making a sizzling sound like roasting meat.

Lin Yuan didn't care at all, merely staring at her calmly with those pitch-black eyes.

It was an indifference that looked down upon dust.

"Phoenix martial arts?"

He spoke, his voice flat.

"Is it hard?"

"Watch closely."

"This is the true—Nirvana!"

The moment his voice fell!

The Immortal Blood Begonia within Lin Yuan's body went completely wild!

An aura of vitality, a hundred times more majestic, vast, and pure than the Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan's bloodline power, soared into the sky from within him!

Behind him, the hideous Taotie phantom did not dissipate.

Beside the Taotie, a Divine Phoenix phantom—entirely dark red and woven from the purest powers of life and destruction—slowly spread its wings!

Dual Intent Manifestation!

The Taotie governed devouring and the end!

The Divine Phoenix governed Nirvana and rebirth!

Two diametrically opposed and conflicting supreme martial paths now perfectly coexisted within a single person!

In the VIP seats, the teacup in the Azure Nether Sword Emperor's hand silently turned to powder.

Emperor Yan Wu, Yan Tianjin, stood up abruptly, his tower-like body trembling slightly from extreme excitement.

In the golden seats, Long Jiuxiao's golden vertical pupils constricted into the most dangerous needlepoints!

The True Dragon Bloodline within him was frantically sounding alarms!

On the arena.

Lin Yuan gripped the Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan's arm and slowly applied pressure.

Crack!

The crisp sound of bone snapping rang out.

Without even looking at the dazed Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan, his figure flashed and appeared above her.

He raised his other hand, and a palm entwined with pitch-black devouring fire slammed down heavily toward the beautiful figure below!

"No—!"

The Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan finally woke from her extreme shock and let out a desperate scream.

But it was too late.

Boom!!!

The black palm print, carrying the power to crush everything, slammed her from mid-air into the deepest part of the arena ruins!

The earth shook violently!

Smoke and dust soared into the sky!

The entire martial arts field was silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the massive pit and at the youth slowly descending from the air, his body entwined with black fire and dark red divine light.

The comments in the livestream room, after a three-second pause, exploded completely!

[Dual Intent!!! Am I fucking dreaming?!]

[Taotie plus Phoenix? Devouring plus Nirvana? How can anyone fight that?! It's completely illogical!]

[He's really ruthless when hitting women... hiss... but why does he look even cooler now?]

[It's over! Even the Imperial Daughter of the Firmament was beaten like this; there's no more suspense in the Great Competition!]

[No! There's still Long Jiuxiao! The final battle is coming! Quick! I want to see the final showdown between the Dragon and the Monster!]

...

Southern border of Yan Country, Feng Clan Imperial Lineage ancestral land, Qiwu Sacred Realm.

In the center of the secret realm, beneath the Divine Parasol Tree that connected heaven and earth, beside the Nirvana Heavenly Pool.

A handsome man dressed in crimson-gold imperial robes with loose red hair was watching the light screen before him.

He was the current patriarch of the Feng Clan Imperial Lineage, a supreme expert of the Eight-Star Emperor Realm—the Nirvana Phoenix Emperor, Feng Qiwu.

The light screen clearly reflected the image of Lin Yuan striking down the Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan with one palm.

"Patriarch! This boy has gone too far! How dare he humiliate our clan's Imperial Daughter like this!"

"Please give the order, Patriarch, to execute this scoundrel and uphold our Feng Clan's divine prestige!"

Several Feng Clan elders were furious, their killing intent soaring.

Nirvana Phoenix Emperor Feng Qiwu, however, slowly raised his hand.

The clamor came to an abrupt halt.

His gaze bypassed the pathetic state of the Imperial Daughter of the Feng Clan in the image and locked firmly onto the dark red Divine Phoenix phantom coexisting with the Taotie behind Lin Yuan.

That Nirvana Intent, pure to the extreme...

That Return to the Void Black Fire that devoured all things...

After a long time...

He smiled.

In that smile, there was no playfulness, only a cold, unquestionable dominance and possessiveness.

"This boy's Phoenix intent is even purer than my Feng Clan's direct lineage."

"Interesting."

"Investigate his background."

Feng Qiwu stood up, his crimson-gold imperial robes moving without wind, as a terrifying pressure capable of incinerating all things spread out.

"This Emperor wants to know everything about him."

He paused, speaking word by word. His voice wasn't loud, yet it seemed to be the sole law of heaven and earth.

"If his background is clean..."

"This Emperor permits him to marry into our family."