The aura of the Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame grew increasingly frantic. The sight of seven different Heavenly Flames surrounding Hun Miesheng ignited its greed. If it could swallow those flames its strength would increase tenfold and perhaps it could ascend to a level far beyond the imagination of mortals.
Its distorted face twisted with mad desire. The golden fire roared with wild laughter that rolled through the heavens. "Your flames belong to me. I shall claim them all."
Its form transformed into a massive golden dragon. Waves of golden fire surged forward with unstoppable momentum. The air itself sizzled as all Dou Qi in the surroundings was instantly incinerated.
Hun Miesheng's eyes darkened. His hand clenched into a fist and he thrust it forward. The strike shook the entire mountain range. With a resounding boom the golden dragon shattered into countless fragments of golden flame. They scattered across the sky like shooting stars.
But the Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame would not die so easily. The scattered fragments shuddered and drew back together. In the blink of an eye the golden dragon was reborn whole once more. It sneered with madness. "No matter how strong your strikes may be you cannot destroy me. This Emperor cannot be slain."
Hun Miesheng's lips curved coldly. His gaze pierced through the rolling flames. "You dare call yourself Emperor. You are not worthy."
He raised his palm. A single word spilled from his mouth. "Unite."
At his command the seven flames whirled inward. They twisted together in violent harmony until a massive dragon of purple black fire formed. Its body shimmered with terrifying light.
The purple black dragon lifted its proud head and let out a roar that shook the skies. With a single sweep of its tail it struck the golden dragon.
The clash of flames thundered across the valley. A shockwave spread outward tearing through the air. The storm of purple black fire swept the battlefield clean. The golden fire that had engulfed heaven and earth was erased.
The golden dragon wailed as it was hurled backward hundreds of meters. Its body rolled through the sky before regaining its balance.
Hun Miesheng looked down upon it with disdain. "To pit yourself against me is to strike an egg against a mountain."
By rank alone the Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame was but a middle ninth grade Heavenly Flame. The Nihility Devouring Flame by itself already surpassed it in power. The fusion of seven different flames forged a late ninth grade origin fire that utterly suppressed it.
This was complete domination.
Step by step Hun Miesheng advanced. The purple black dragon curled beneath his feet like a loyal subject. His posture was that of a sovereign overlooking all creation.
"Submit to me. Only by being swallowed into my body can your true essence rise to the pinnacle of the myriad worlds." His words rang with iron certainty and absolute confidence.
The Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame bellowed. Its voice carried madness and refusal. "Impossible. I am the sovereign of flame in this realm. It is I who should trample all beneath my feet."
Its body writhed. The golden dragon soared upward its roar splitting the sky. From its mouth spewed torrents of golden breath. The breath merged with the very fabric of the world. All Dou Qi within the Ancient Realm trembled and began surging toward the dragon.
The heavens quaked. Rivers of Dou Qi poured into the body of the Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame. A massive vortex formed above its head stretching for hundreds of kilometers.
Its power surged rapidly. Its strength grew at a pace that defied common sense.
Seven Star Dou Saint at the initial stage.
Seven Star Dou Saint at the late stage.
Eight Star Dou Saint at the initial stage.
Its growth did not stop. The heavens and earth themselves seemed to bow before its hunger.
Elders of the Ancient Clan arrived one after another. They froze in horror at the sight of the golden dragon. Their voices trembled.
"The Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame has broken free."
"Impossible. It should have been sealed for another thousand years."
Their faces twisted in despair. They knew all too well the terror of this Heavenly Flame. If it roamed free the entire clan would face annihilation.
One elder muttered bitterly. "The patriarch was supposed to be in the forbidden ground with the young lady. How could this have happened."
The Great Elder's expression darkened. His eyes fell upon the black robed figure floating before the golden dragon. His voice sank. "That is Hun Miesheng the master of the Soul Hall."
From among the crowd stepped a swordsman with a solemn expression. He was Jian Ya who had once crossed blades with Hun Miesheng. He clenched his fists tightly as he stared at the scene.
The Dou Qi of the Ancient Realm went mad. It was sucked into the golden dragon without end. Even the Dou Qi within human bodies shivered as though about to be ripped free.
The air shook with the wailing of the world itself.
"The Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame is devouring the Dou Qi of the Ancient Realm to forcefully raise its strength."
"Disaster has come. Our realm will collapse."
"Protect the young lady quickly."
The elders cried out in panic. Yet their words already came too late.
The dragon roared once more. After consuming nearly half of the realm's Dou Qi its size grew to over a thousand meters. Its aura pressed down like a divine mountain. Its might now rivaled even an Eight Star Dou Saint at the peak.
The golden colossus descended with speed faster than thought. Its body carried the destruction of a world. Even ten kilometers away the oppressive heat made all tremble.
The Great Elder's face twisted. His voice rang with sorrow. "Everyone fall back."
The golden dragon's laughter boomed across the skies. "Within this realm I am invincible. None can resist me."
Its massive body fell like a golden mountain crushing all below. Every object infused with Dou Qi was instantly set aflame.
Xun Er felt despair creep into her chest. Her delicate eyes dimmed. "So this is death" she thought bitterly. But then she looked at the man beside her. Hun Miesheng still stood calm and unyielding.
The dragon filled her eyes. Its jaws opened to swallow them whole. All life seemed to hold its breath waiting for the inevitable explosion.
But Hun Miesheng's voice cut through the air. "Do you wish to know how terrifying true gravity can be."
He raised his palm. At its center floated a drop of dark water. The droplet gleamed with azure light and ripples of energy spread outward. The very space shuddered as crushing force warped the world.
The dragon's charge halted. Its massive body froze just meters before Hun Miesheng. No matter how it struggled it could advance no further.
"Shatter."
Hun Miesheng's fingers clenched.
The golden dragon screamed in denial. "No."
Cracks split across its body. With a final roar it burst apart in a cataclysmic explosion. The shockwave raced through the Ancient Sacred Mountain shaking it to its roots.
For the first time the true edge of the Heavy Water revealed itself. A ninth grade peak Heavenly Flame of crushing dominion capable of obliterating all that stood before it.
Hun Miesheng stood like an emperor. His robe billowed in the searing wind. His figure radiated unshakable authority.
Xun Er stared at him dazed. In that moment she began to understand why Xiao Yixian looked at this man with eyes filled with reverence. From the beginning to the end he had not taken a single step back.
Hun Miesheng exhaled slowly. His hand rose and purple black fire swept across the skies. It gathered the fragments of golden flame that tried to scatter.
The raging inferno of the Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame was compressed into a single orb of gold. The flame floated in the void before him like a sun.
The Golden Emperor Burning Sky Flame was captured.
It was his.
(End of Chapter)
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