Lie Feng roared and abruptly raised his right arm, curling his fingers into claws. In an instant, the violent fire laws around him gathered madly, condensing in his palm into a crimson fireball the size of a millstone. Flames coiled across its surface, and runes drifted over it as it hissed, radiating a heart-stopping heat.
"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish." Before his words had faded, he hurled the fireball viciously at Yun Che.
The fireball tore through the air with a piercing whistle, scorching and distorting the air along its path. Even the hard glazed rock began to melt wherever it passed.
Yun Che's gaze sharpened, but he did not stop moving. Divine power circulated within him as he held two fingers of his left hand together like a sword and lightly slashed at the incoming fireball. An extraordinarily condensed streak of golden sword energy whistled out, instantly striking the crimson fireball.
Boom! With a tremendous crash, the fireball exploded into sparks that filled the sky, yet failed to harm Yun Che in the slightest.
"Hmm?" Some of the contempt faded from Lie Feng's face. Clearly, he had not expected this Upper Position God to possess such strength.
The gaunt-faced old man's gaze also sharpened. In a hoarse voice, he said, "You have some skill. No wonder you dared to act so arrogantly. But thinking you can take the Nine Heavens Glazed Tiles from us with these paltry tricks is far too naive!"
As he spoke, he formed hand seals. Countless black flame vines suddenly surged from the glazed platform atop the enormous volcano, swiftly winding toward Yun Che like venomous snakes.
These black flame vines exuded an eerie aura. Wherever they passed, even space seemed to be scorched with tiny cracks.
Facing their combined