Meteorite Fire Domain
Xi Ji held a cigarette between his fingers, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable certainty, as if he were merely stating a fait accompli.
No one spoke.
"In that case," Shan Yixian broke the silence, stretching lazily as if discussing dinner, "I'll at least aim for second place. Of course, I really want first place too; I'm quite interested in that 'Continued Battle'."
Before Xi Ji could speak, someone else retorted.
"Hmph, why should I?" came the leader of the area with four professionals, a burly man.
"I belong to Forbidden Class. Do you want to have a go at me?" Shan Yixian glanced at him sideways.
The man fell silent.
"I'm also in Forbidden Class." Red-nosed Layton raised his hand again at the opportune moment. His voice wasn't loud, but it made everyone's hearts sink a little more.
Everyone's attention involuntarily focused once again on the figure who had been busy all along.
His nonchalant demeanor was a silent form of Intimidation.
Everyone present had used detection skills or related items to varying degrees in an attempt to gauge the depth of his strength.
Beneath that seemingly unassuming physique lay a physical Constitution approaching that of some of the melee professionals present.
Divine Power is like the deep Starry Sky; probing into the past reveals only an incomprehensible Ethereal.
What's most terrifying is the "vortex" around him that is constantly and frantically devouring the surrounding Mana. Its efficiency and scope are so great that it's as if it can cause Mana Tide in the environment with every breath.
This is the oppressive feeling of those in Forbidden Class; the sheer numbers alone are enough to make one feel powerless.
Looking to the side, Song Shige held a knife, every strand of his hair seemingly imbued with a palpable killing intent; Layton appeared ordinary, yet no one dared to ignore his title of "Planar Stalker"; Shan Yixian wore arrogance on his face... Everyone knew perfectly well that these four had already secured their spots in the front row of this District War.
"The top three have been determined." Shan Yixian glanced at him disdainfully; in his eyes, all non- Forbidden Class were trash.
Only those in Forbidden Class are worthy of his equal attention.
As for Ye Fan was Legendary to have received an "Supreme" rating...
Shan Yixian had his own plans. If he were to stand in front of the other party, he would naturally be able to remain neither humble nor arrogant.
After all... there's a clear class distinction below me, but everyone is equal above me.
"You can discuss the remaining rankings yourselves."
He waved his hand listlessly, as if dismissing an unimportant matter, and then walked towards Su Luo.
Binluk and Layton exchanged a glance and followed suit.
"What do you guys say? Those kids are sitting at a table discussing things, but we still have to have a final match to determine who's number one, two, and three." Shan Yixian asked Xi Ji for a cigarette.
"No need. He's busy building the Laboratory, and I need to conserve my energy. We're aiming for Continued Battle," Song Shige said.
"So confident? Anyone with eyes can see that the remaining eight in your area are just people who recently Class Change to get on welfare, right? With such 'burdens,' you think you can take us for granted?" Shan Yixian lit a cigarette and raised an eyebrow.
Binluk, standing nearby, nodded repeatedly and nudged Layton with his elbow, signaling him to chime in.
Layton remained silent, pretending to be an expert.
Just then, Su Luo, who had been facing away from everyone, slowly turned around.
He didn't speak, but calmly raised his right hand, his fingers slightly spread, and gently pressed down on the open space to his side.
That instant--
Shan Yixian seemed to see endless Mana surging from his body, and the surrounding Mana and elements seemed to have heard the supreme command, and they surged and boiled in an unprecedented frenzy.
They were no longer gentle streams of energy, but transformed into a visible, colorful torrent, roaring and surging, frantically converging towards the "point" in front of Su Luo's palm.
It's like a Black Hole that's swallowing everything being born.
A deep, soul-stirring hum arose out of nowhere, and the earth began to tremble slightly, as if some enormous creature was awakening underground.
Not far from them, the solid rock ground collapsed like a fragile biscuit, and a huge crack more than tens of meters long suddenly split open with a tooth-grinding cracking sound.
Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of dozens of horrified eyes, a huge rock, completely black but with a surface silently Burn with deep Black Flames, slowly rose from the center of the crack, as if forcibly pulled from the depths of hell.
It is not a natural creation; the highly compressed rock mass has an astonishing density and a hardness far exceeding that of any known steel. It is about three meters in diameter, but its mass is difficult to estimate.
It floated up Jingjing, the Black Flames flowing on its surface not dissipating at all.
The wind seemed to have gone mad, drawing in and compressing the air within a hundred meters radius of the suspended Black Flame stone sphere, before it began to rotate beyond its limits.
It's hard to say whether it can be called wind; it was a liquid weapon formed by hundreds of tons of air being forcibly bound together, its transparent cyclone barrier clearly visible, emitting a shrill whistling Screech that ripped through eardrums.
At the same time, the Black Flames on the surface of the stone sphere seemed to receive a command and suddenly "came to life".
They were no longer quiet attachments, but transformed into a Berserk blanket of fire, expanding outwards at an astonishing speed.
Fire, the true heaven-scorching fire, was born!
Flames of various colors seemed to come alive, and fueled by the Berserk whirlwind, they instantly filled the small patch of sky above everyone's heads.
The flames were not chaotic; driven by the hurricane, they surged like a raging ocean or a whirlpool.
Fire moves with the wind, and the wind fuels the fire.
Wind and fire, these two elements, achieved Perfect symbiosis and extreme amplification at this moment. The Fire Domain expanded to hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, enveloping everyone in its terrifying shadow.
The extreme heat burned away the moisture in the air, which condensed upon contact with the cold air, creating a light, yet scalding rain that fell at the edge of the Fire Domain.
I woke up to find boiling water falling from the sky.
Gao Fu was awakened by the noise and looked outside in confusion at the still-boiling rainwater falling on the ground.
The celestial phenomena were forcibly altered!
Water and fire intertwine strangely here, while Wind and Thunder stir and amplify their power.
In the very center of that Doomsday, fiery inferno, where the sky blazed and the sea boiled, the meteorite that had first risen, swirling with liquid vortexes and deep Black Flames, floated Jingjing there.
Within the Fire Domain, strange phenomena seemed to be unfolding. There were enormous phantom weapons made entirely of flames slashing through the Void; and lifelike crimson fire dragons coiled and roared.
A pair of enormous, cold, and merciless eyes, composed entirely of Burn flames, slowly opened in the fiery clouds, gazing down at Shan Yixian, who was staring blankly.
"This... this... is this Forbidden Spell from a fantasy work?" someone murmured in a daze, their voice trembling, expressing the shock in everyone's hearts.
Xi Ji silently threw away the cigarette butt, which was soaked by the hot, humid air, without trying to light another one. Instead, he pulled out a new one, put it in his mouth, and chewed the tobacco with a good mood.
Shan Yixian's fingers, holding a cigarette, froze in mid-air. His eyes glazed over as he gazed at the breathtaking scenery above, a landscape of both destruction and splendor, and at the giant, fiery eyes staring at him. He almost forgot to breathe.
Only one thought remained in his mind:
Holy crap... that's fucking awesome!