Frost Lightning

The Sky-Rending Shadow Flight Technique excels at extreme speed, specializing in finding enemy weaknesses during combat.

However, in such a ferocious inferno, ordinary movement techniques are practically impossible to execute. Yet, Chu Ning could weave through the flames unharmed and with ease.

Chu Ning's mind was calm and steady, unaffected by Feng Li's enraged roars.

He didn't rush to counterattack. Instead, he continuously circulated various techniques like the Rough Stone Hardening Technique and Hundred Steps Penetrating Willow, gradually adapting to Feng Li's assault.

His fist energy was like mountains collapsing and peaks shattering. With every strike, the void trembled, air currents reversed, as if the very air was being compressed into explosive sounds.

His finger winds shot out, piercing the raging flames, creating sharp sonic booms like arrows breaking through the air, hitting Feng Li's vital points with pinpoint accuracy.

However, these techniques themselves weren't top-tier. What truly infuriated Feng Li was Chu Ning's inexplicably fast speed, making him seem impossible to track.

"What exactly are you doing?!" Feng Li grew angrier with each passing moment. He suddenly circulated the true qi within his body, and the Li Fire Whip lashed out again in fury.

Chu Ning's feet lightly touched the ground, and his entire body flickered like an illusion through the flames, not even the corner of his clothes catching fire.

Feng Li's attack missed. A faint smile flickered in his eyes, a mixture of amusement and scrutiny.

"Interesting. As expected, real combat is the best whetstone."

At this moment, he wasn't just fighting Feng Li; he was using the battle to temper his own techniques.

Feng Li trembled violently, finally realizing this: Chu Ning wasn't fighting seriously at all. He was using him as a target for his trials.

"Damn it!"

Feng Li's pupils contracted, veins bulging on his forehead. His rage was like an oil barrel ignited by flames, erupting instantly. He gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes filled with fury, shame, and even a hint of underlying unease. He couldn't believe he was being pushed to this extent by someone of "Ninth Rank, Lower Grade"!

"Sky-Burning Violet Flame, emerge!"

The next moment, a strange violet flame surged from Feng Li's body. The air suddenly crackled with explosive burning sounds, and the temperature within several yards surged, as if even the void was being scorched.

The people from Marquis Wu's Estate changed their expressions, and even Xie Mingli's face slightly darkened.

"Feng Li is actually using his Life Fire Seed..."

"This flame can burn everything! How can Young Master Chu resist it?"

Just as everyone was in shock, Chu Ning finally stopped evading. His gaze suddenly sharpened like a blade.

"This is somewhat interesting... then let me show you—"

He raised his hand and grasped the hilt of his saber. A thunderous momentum then erupted from within him, and violent lightning arcs exploded across the blade.

"Sky-Rending Shadow Flight Technique, Cloud-Splitting Style!" Chu Ning grunted in a low voice. Instantly, lightning flared across the heavens and earth, like a wild, dancing dragon, with thunderous explosions.

The long saber slashed down, its blade energy like solidified thunder, carrying immense force as it cleaved towards Feng Li. Lightning exploded along the saber's edge, creating a vacuum in the air. The deafening sound of thunder echoed in all directions, as if the entire world was being torn apart by this single strike!

The violet flame and lightning clashed in mid-air, exploding with a roar. Terrifying shockwaves swept outwards, causing the buildings in the courtyard to collapse, filling the air with smoke and dust.

Blood foamed at Feng Li's throat. The violet flame churned wildly in his palm, but it couldn't hide the panic in his eyes. Before Chu Ning's saber even arrived, the chilling cold of Frost Lightning had already invaded his meridians, gnawing at his sea of qi like venomous snakes.

"Second Style, Awakening of Insects—"

Before he could finish speaking, the saber light exploded! The lightning was no longer a blazing violet current but a colossal azure dragon carrying ice crystals. Wherever it passed, flames froze, and the air became stagnant.

As the two clashed, Xie Mingli's beautiful eyes widened, her heart churning like stormy waves.

"Young Master Chu... is actually fighting Feng Li to a standstill?!"

"He, isn't he Ninth Rank, Lower Grade? How can he be so powerful?!"

A young guard's saber clattered to the ground.

He was oblivious, staring intently at the arcs of electricity dancing on Chu Ning's saber.

An old soldier behind him yanked his collar, hissing urgently, "Shut your mouth! Someone of this caliber... Marquis Wu's Estate cannot afford a second word."

Chu Ning tightened his grip on the lightning blade, purple lightning coiling around him like snakes leaping through the air. His aura was steady, his gaze as sharp as a blade's edge, fixed on Feng Li opposite him.

Feng Li's face was ashen, his eyes filled with chilling rage. Scarlet flames slowly ignited in his palm, churning like a roaring beast, madly devouring the surrounding air.

"Kid, do you really think a bit of Thunderous Force can stop me?" Feng Li said in a low voice, his tone carrying a chilling killing intent.

Chu Ning smiled calmly and slowly raised his eyes, "Then show me your strongest move."

Feng Li wasted no more words. He suddenly spread his arms, and flames instantly engulfed the heavens and earth. The next moment, he stomped his foot, and the ground beneath him exploded. Flames surged like a violent tide, rushing directly at Chu Ning.

Chu Ning's eyes sharpened, and he instantly retreated. Lightning rippled outwards from around his body. However, Feng Li's assault was like an enraged dragon, giving him no chance to breathe.

"Sky-Burning Karmic Fire!" Feng Li roared. He formed hand seals, forcibly amplifying the flame's power with a secret art of the Li Fire Palace. The flames behind him rapidly condensed into a fiery war god, a giant shadowy figure several yards tall suspended in the void. The surrounding temperature instantly soared, and the air seemed to warp and scorch.

The moment the Sky-Burning Karmic Fire soared, the roots of Marquis Wu's Estate's ancient pagoda tree withered and curled in the soil.

Behind Feng Li, the shadowy figure of the fiery war god stood upon the Li Fire Palace's totem—a Three-Legged Golden Crow reborn from flames, which now twisted into a ferocious demonic face due to the violent fire snakes.

Among the onlookers, an old man murmured tremblingly, "The Li Fire Palace's 'Sacred Flame Manifestation'... the last time it appeared was a hundred years ago during the demon tide that ravaged the city!"

Feng Li's cultivation rose from Ninth Rank, Middle Grade, to Ninth Rank, Upper Grade.

The giant shadow opened its scarlet eyes and let out a deafening roar, crashing down to suppress Chu Ning.

Chu Ning frowned slightly. Thunderous Force surged instantly. He waved his hand, and lightning transformed into a long rainbow, striking towards the fiery war god. But the lightning, though fierce, was still swallowed by the scorching flames.

"Thunderous Force ultimately cannot compare to heavenly flames," Feng Li sneered, clenching his fingers slightly. The fiery war god's fist smashed down.

The giant fiery fist descended. Chu Ning raised his saber to block, and instantly, lightning and flame clashed, the scorching tide spreading outwards with a roar.

But in the next instant, the Thunderous Force was completely devoured, and the flames swept in with an unstoppable momentum!

Chu Ning's heart sank. The intense pain in his body made him realize that relying solely on Thunderous Force, he would struggle to resist this Sky-Burning power.

He slowly raised his hand, forming a hand seal with his fingertips, and a golden pattern gradually appeared, imprinted on his brow.

The power of the Golden Cudgel Spell flowed through his body, and Chu Ning felt as if something deep within his bloodline was awakening.

The lightning began to turn cold, and an unprecedented chill surged from the depths of his dantian, sweeping throughout his body along his meridians.

In an instant, the lightning was no longer pure violet electricity but carried a chilling, cold gleam—Frost Lightning!

Ice-blue Frost Lightning shot from his palm, carrying a chilling aura. The lightning and frost intertwined, forming a strange dual power.

Chu Ning slowly looked up, a flicker of deep blue light flashing in his eyes. His agility suddenly increased, and his combat awareness became clearer than ever before.

Feng Li's pupils contracted. He could feel that Chu Ning's aura was completely different.

"What is this?" he murmured, a trace of unease flashing through his mind.

Chu Ning didn't respond. His figure flickered, and he suddenly closed the distance.

Feng Li only saw a blur before his eyes; Chu Ning had instantly appeared at his side, and a sharp Frost Lightning saber energy had already broken through the air.

"Damn it!" Feng Li roared. He hastily swung his palm to block, but the moment his palm touched the Frost Lightning, he felt a bone-chilling cold furiously invading him.

"What kind of power is this?" Feng Li was utterly horrified.