Torch Dragon

All the fire elements around them seemed to stir, and sparks began to appear.

As the youth's Golden Pupils fixed upon Leng Yaozhu, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Get on your knees and confess your crimes. Perhaps I may spare your life."

"Otherwise, once this ability is unleashed, even I do not know what consequences it will bring."

Li Moxun spoke softly, his body beginning to tremble slightly.

In an instant, all the fire elements around them, including those released by Leng Yaozhu, fell completely into chaos.

Sensing the changes in the surrounding fire elements and seeing the youth's hands gently clasp together, it seemed that something terrifying would happen once his palms opened.

Yet as she watched this scene and felt the unease rising in her heart, Leng Yaozhu merely snorted coldly.

"What are you supposed to be, demanding an apology from me? You are nothing but an ordinary person. No matter how strange your ability is, what can it do?"

"I am a Super Douluo. With just you, you do not even have the right to injure me, much less threaten me."

Leng Yaozhu's voice carried a trace of indifference as her Three-Word Battle Armor fully materialized in an instant.

Bolstered by its immense power, the flames filling the sky around her began to throb and churn.

Yet Li Moxun's expression remained as calm as ever. The strange smile at the corner of his lips gradually faded, and his indifferent Golden Pupils silently watched Leng Yaozhu.

"What a proud woman. Then today, in the name of a judge, I pronounce judgment upon you for the sin of pride."

Li Moxun spoke softly.

As his palms slowly opened, Li Moxun's body ignited almost instantly.

The next second, the entire forest was set ablaze in an instant—or rather, every fire element within the forest was completely ignited.

It was a phenomenon terrifying beyond measure.

What Li Moxun had used was not a complete world-destroying Spirit Word. With this avatar, it was impossible for him to unleash true world-destroying power.

Thus, he had merely used the White King's power—or rather, its authority—to pry loose a small portion of that power.

Yet even this tiny fraction caused a terrifying catastrophe.

This was a forest, where fire elements were scarce. Yet even so, the instant Li Moxun opened his palms and his body spontaneously combusted, the surrounding trees burst into flames and turned to charcoal.

The rivers that had flowed across the ground evaporated in an instant, transforming into white mist that filled the sky.

The next moment, everything around them began to expand and explode, and a massive fireball appeared.

As the blinding fireball descended in an instant, Leng Yaozhu did not even have time to react before her Three-Word Battle Armor began to burn in those flames.

This was not the burning of fire elements, but the spontaneous combustion of fire elements—the spontaneous combustion of the elements themselves.

The vast, abyssal elements within Leng Yaozhu's body began to spontaneously combust as well, and the disaster brought by that combustion was terrifying.

Even the proud Leng Yaozhu had a trace of fear in her eyes.

She could feel that the Soul Power within her had not gone out of control, but the fire elements in her Flame Phoenix martial soul had begun to burn. Even her martial soul was burning itself away.

As the blinding power swept through, it was like a force that erased everything, flattening all that surrounded it in an instant.

At the moment that power invaded her body, Leng Yaozhu fell to her knees, both hands gripping the ground tightly. The Flame Phoenix around her folded inward, forcibly resisting the terrifying combustion.

As the scorching sensation that seemed to pierce her bones washed over her, Leng Yaozhu could clearly see her fingers beginning to char.

Wave after wave of searing power struck her body. Her Three-Word Battle Armor shattered completely after resisting for only a few seconds.

At the same time, even her clothes and body gave off the smell of burnt flesh in an instant.

This power was immensely strong, yet it had not been fully unleashed. After releasing only a small initial portion, it completely collapsed.

Even so, it inflicted an indescribably severe injury upon her in an instant.

The wounds scorched her entire body black. She could feel the nearly tearing pain coursing through her body, and her body began to convulse and tremble.

Yet the moment she opened her eyes, before she could even rise to her feet, the youth had already arrived.

At this point, the youth's body could no longer truly be called a body. Half of it had already turned into fragments, leaving only one arm and half a torso crawling forward before her.

Yet in his hand, there was now a longsword of strange coloration.

The blade had a standard octagonal shape, without the slightest curve. Its lines were straight and upright, as though drawn with ruler and compass.

The sword appeared light, yet when held in hand, even Li Moxun felt its weight.

But that no longer mattered. As Li Moxun approached, before Leng Yaozhu's furious, almost crazed gaze, the longsword pierced straight through her abdomen.

Then, in the next second, blazing flames rose in Leng Yaozhu's hand and reduced Li Moxun's body to ashes in an instant.

Inside the train, Li Moxun stood quietly, watching the conductor repair the window at the rear connection.

The conductor wore a helpless expression. Though he did not know who it was, once a Title Douluo made a move, it was no longer something they could intervene in.

Although the matter had been reported, it would most likely end without resolution.

After watching the conductor leave, Wu Zhangkong shook his head and cast the group a somewhat helpless glance.

"I do not know who that person was, but they probably were not a good person. As for the man who came in earlier, we do not know his identity either."

"The Federation will investigate this matter. Let us sit tight for now. We will soon arrive at Skysea City, and getting there is what matters most."

As Wu Zhangkong spoke, he shook his head. His eyes were somewhat complicated as he glanced at Gu Yue and Li Moxun.

Yet neither of them spoke.

After Wu Zhangkong returned, Gu Yue sat in Leng Yaozhu's seat and looked at Li Moxun. Clearly, she wanted to ask what Leng Yaozhu had said to him just now.

Yet Li Moxun did not immediately return to his own seat.

He merely gave Gu Yue a calm glance, then walked to the rear of the carriage, opened the restroom door, and entered.

Once the restroom door was fully closed, beneath the dim lights, Li Moxun raised his hand, and a strange eight-sided Han sword appeared out of thin air in his grasp.

He looked at the slender sword, which seemed light yet was exceptionally heavy.

Li Moxun's eyes flickered. His pupils changed into blazing Golden Pupils in an instant, and his gaze fixed upon the longsword in his hand.

A strange, nearly terrifying fluctuation gathered within the sword. Especially after being stained with Leng Yaozhu's blood, even greater power seemed to pulse from it.

Yet as he looked at the sword, Li Moxun's expression became somewhat complicated.

"Pride, one of the Seven Deadly Sins?"