Lu Yang rapidly shrank back to his original human form, standing only about two meters tall. He swung his fists, unable to keep a smile from appearing at the corners of his mouth.
Malthus asked eagerly, "Can you use the Flame Emperor Fist now?"
Lu Yang clenched both fists, and heat reaching 650 million degrees burst forth from them. In an instant, even Cold Flame Prison became unbearably scorching.
Then Lu Yang streaked through the air in a trail of fire, appearing beside Malthus and the Void God King in less than one hundred-thousandth of a second.
Then Lu Yang vanished from where he stood again. Only a beam of firelight shone in the surrounding space, yet nothing hid beneath that light, as though Lu Yang had disappeared into thin air.
"Can you sense me?" Lu Yang's voice emerged from every corner of Cold Flame Prison.
"I can't sense even the slightest trace of your aura!" Malaras said in shock.
Lu Yang ended the secret art. His true body had not moved at all and was still standing before Malthus and the Void God King. Smiling, he said, "It seems this secret art really is a level higher than Fire Element Transformation."
The Void God King nodded in satisfaction. "You can now use the Flame Emperor Fist, Divine Light Flash, and Black Silence Art. Killing those remaining God Kings on Earth will be much easier."
There were still around three million divine-tier soldiers abandoned on Earth by Young Lord Dark Moon, including more than forty God Kings.
Lu Yang was also worried that Turbid Wine and the others might not be able to handle them. Just as he was about to leave, a map suddenly appeared within Flame Lord's residual consciousness.
"Wait." A glint flashed through Lu Yang's eyes. Two