Boom!
A tremendous crash rang out, its sound spreading wildly in every direction.
High above, a river of flowing magma surged across the sky, tightly coiling around a black sun.
In a daze, a scene of a planet's birth seemed to appear. The earth split open, magma erupted, and the world was given its first wisp of flame:
This was the fire that nurtured life!
The scene shifted again. A black sun hung in the sky, radiating boundless heat. All living things perished, the earth cracked, and an apocalyptic aura filled the air.
"These two have actually reached such heights..."
From every direction around Xing'an Town, immense waves of divine soul energy surged, illuminating heaven and earth as they watched the battle.
Jiang Yan had sparred with Xiao Qingxue at the Daoist Sect's entrance, but that had only been a brief test. Today's conflict had been orchestrated by many, all for one purpose:
To test Jiang Yan's mettle!
Now that they had seen it, each of them was shaken to the core.
The battle at Qingqiu Mountain five years ago was still vivid in their minds: Chief of Red Flames Peak had unleashed a fire divine art, splitting the earth and sending magma surging forth to burn countless aberrations to death.
Now, Jiang Yan could fight him to a draw. That was proof enough of Jiang Yan's martial realm, and it also heralded—
The birth of the third peak-of-the-Jie-Realm martial artist in Nanyan Prefecture.
Rumble!
Rumble!
High above, the Lava River and the black sun collided once more, shattering with a thunderous crash and erupting in dazzling light. The radiance was so intense that even the divine souls of the peak-of-the-Jie-Realm martial artists felt a stabbing pain. One by one, they hurriedly retreated.
"Eh? Where have those two gone?"
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