The negotiations had broken down.
Fang Chen sighed softly. His gaze turned cold. "Since there's nothing to discuss, let's fight!"
The instant the words left his mouth, he moved.
There was no earth-shaking opening move. He simply took a step and vanished from the crystal platform.
The next moment, he appeared at the edge of the Lair, above and to the side of the nearest Evilfire Phoenix!
This Evilfire Phoenix was relatively small, yet still a thousand zhang tall. Dark red flames blazed across its body. Seeing Fang Chen dare to approach, it let out a furious shriek, and a sharp claw formed entirely of Evilfire raked down at his head with the force to incinerate the Void!
Before the claw struck, the terrifying heat and Divine Soul-corroding power of its Evilfire were enough to make an emperor of the same rank blanch.
"One Sword Returns to Ruin."
Fang Chen held the Floating Immortal Sword and gave it a gentle swing. A dim light flickered at its tip.
With a slight twitch of his wrist, Fang Chen traced a mysterious arc with the sword tip and tapped the massive Evilfire claw.
"Pop."
The sound was so faint it was almost inaudible.
Starting from the point the sword had touched, the Evilfire claw—powerful enough to crush a star—silently faded into nothingness!
"Screech!"
A shrill, distorted Phoenix Cry burst out!
The Evilfire Phoenix felt pain and terror unlike anything it had ever known!
It was not an injury to flesh or energy. The severed edge was smooth as a mirror. There were no flames, no energy, only an absolute hollow of nothingness. Worse, that strange erasing force was still eating its way deeper along the phoenix's flaming body!
Yet a two-turn Immortal Emperor was still a two-turn Immortal Emperor. Its reaction was