Battle Through the Heavens: The Flame Emperor Reborn
Chapter 612

Are You Worthy?

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"You dare to challenge me?"

The soft voice echoed in everyone's ears. Although the words sounded plain, everyone could sense the coldness and disdain contained within them.

Indeed, in front of a Four-Star Dou Di, these ordinary Dou Di were truly no match for him.

"Snort."

With a cold snort, Xiao Yan stepped forward. At the same time, a pale white flame spread out in circles like ripples from beneath his feet, and at the same time, a powerful aura locked onto Zhuo Bentang below.

Upon seeing this, Zhuo Lin, high in the sky, couldn't help but change his expression. Zhuo Bentang was the strongest member of their Zhuo Clan on this trip. Judging from the current situation, this mysterious Four-Star Dou Di clearly intended to continue attacking Zhuo Bentang. If Zhuo Bentang were to perish here, not only would their Zhuo Clan be unable to enter the Ancient Ruins, but the overall strength of the family would also be affected. If that happened, even though Zhuo Lin was the heir of the Zhuo Clan and had the Heavenly Sword Sect backing him, he would probably still be severely punished, and his status within the family would also be affected.

Thinking of this, even with Zhuo Lin's temperament, he couldn't help but feel a sense of solemnity.

Although he holds a high position in the family, this is not only because the Heavenly Sword Sect is backing him, but also because he never makes a mistake in the family. Otherwise, the powerful elders in the family would not be so wary of him.

Now that Zhuo Bentang is dead, Zhuo Lin will naturally have committed a grave mistake within the family, which will give the elders plenty of room to make trouble.

"Senior, I am Zhuo Lin, the young master of the Zhuo Clan of Boundless City. This person below is..."

"Hmm? The Zhuo Clan of Boundless City, one of the Four Great Clans, I've heard of them. But what business is it of mine with this damned Lin... I've only heard of a kid named Xiao Yan who caused trouble even for the Four Great Sects. As for you... what are you?"

Although he had known Zhuo Lin's identity all along, Xiao Yan still pretended not to recognize him. His old, disdainful words slowly drifted out. Under his black robe, Xiao Yan's expression couldn't help but change slightly. He had used Gu You's voice to curse Zhuo Lin, but he didn't expect that Gu You would continue to speak at the end of his sentence. Moreover, as soon as he opened his mouth, he instantly shifted the focus of the conversation to himself.

At the same time, the mocking words from Xiao Yan and Gu You caused Zhuo Lin's face to turn ashen, and even his body, hidden beneath his sleeves, trembled slightly.

Zhuo Lin was a cultivation genius, and even throughout the entire Western Region, many people knew of Zhuo Lin. He was even being groomed by the Heavenly Sword Sect, one of the Four Great Sects, to be the next sect leader. Yet today, someone dared to insult him in front of so many people, and even dared to say that they had never heard of him. This made Zhuo Lin feel utterly humiliated, and a surge of anger welled up from the bottom of his heart.

At the same time, Zhuo Lin's powerful Dou Qi surged violently within him, and his expression was filled with malice and resentment.

"Over the years, you are the only person who has truly ignited my anger."

As Zhuo Lin uttered the extremely cold Hua Yu, a soul-shaking buzzing sound immediately resounded in the void around him. Then, everyone in the world clearly saw that in the void, dark void rifts were rapidly manifesting. At the same time, the energy of heaven and earth quickly gathered here, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of golden longswords exuding sharp sword energy slowly floated above this void.

As these longswords slowly rotated, a blinding cold light reflected from them in all directions, sending chills down one's spine upon seeing them, and making one feel a sense of dread deep within one's heart at the sight of these eerie golden longswords.

The mere cold light reflected from these longswords is enough to terrify one's soul; it's unimaginable how astonishing the power would be when these golden swords are truly unleashed!

The moment Xiao Yan saw the golden sword, he instantly understood. No wonder the Heavenly Sword Sect was grooming Zhuo Lin as their next sect leader; it wasn't just because of his strength. What truly surprised Xiao Yan was that Zhuo Lin had actually mastered the Heavenly Sword Sect Sect's sect leader's signature Dou Technique, the Sword Control Technique, to such a high level. This alone was enough to make Zhuo Lin proud of his peers in many ways. At least, as far as Xiao Yan knew, within the Heavenly Sword Sect, there were only a handful of people who could truly condense more than ten golden swords using this Sword Control Technique!

Among the crowd high above, a figure also shrouded in a black robe stared intently at Zhuo Lin, a deep sense of solemnity evident in the depths of his eyes.

Even Xiao Yan had to admit that Zhuo Lin's cultivation talent was indeed terrifyingly high. However, it was unrealistic to think that he could defeat Xiao Yan with that talent.

"Hmph, today I'll show you the power of the Heavenly Sword Sect's Sword Control Technique!"

With a cold snort, Zhuo Lin suddenly waved his sleeve, and instantly, the dozen or so golden swords emitting dazzling golden light that were floating around him moved abruptly, transforming into golden meteors with extremely sharp and terrifying power, streaking across the void and rushing towards Xiao Yan at this moment.

"Hehe..."

Seeing this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but let out a faint, cold laugh. Then, in front of countless powerful figures in the world, he gently shook his head at the dozen or so golden swords that were rapidly shooting towards him. He then spoke in a calm, unhurried tone:

"These words might carry some weight if spoken by Jian Ming, the sect leader of your Heavenly Sword Sect, but if they were spoken by you... heh, you'd just be a laughingstock..."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Lin's already furious face instantly contorted with murderous intent. He then let out a low growl, followed by a furious, almost maniacal shout at Xiao Yan:

" Sword Control Technique! Kill them all!"

As the roar subsided, the fierce aura emanating from the dozen or so golden swords grew even more domineering. However, Xiao Yan Xiao Yan still shook his head dismissively. As the dozen or so golden swords approached him, he slowly raised a finger, smiled slightly, and then, crisp words floated lightly from his mouth.

"Certainly!"

As soon as Xiao Yan gave the order, the dozen or so golden swords seemed to obey Xiao Yan command. The swords that were originally shooting towards Xiao Yan instantly froze in the air in front of him. Then, Xiao Yan Xiao Yan withdrew his outstretched finger. Amidst the countless horrified gazes of the world, the dozen or so golden swords that had been frozen in the air in front of Xiao Yan suddenly exploded into countless golden fragments, which then gradually dissipated into the world.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yan slowly raised his gaze and looked at Zhuo Lin again. Under the latter's solemn and resentful gaze, he slowly said:

"You said before that I was the first person to truly anger you. Since that's the case, the fire was started by me, and it will be extinguished by me as well."

After speaking softly, Xiao Yan's mind stirred, and instantly, a pale white Heavenly Flames swept out like a tidal wave, surrounding Zhuo Lin in the Zhuo Clan's group in the blink of an eye. Without warning, just as Zhuo Lin was about to make a move, the unique icy flames of the Bone Spirit Cold Flame swept out in an instant, and the next moment, Zhuo Lin's body was covered by a solid layer of blue ice. Even though he didn't die, he was already seriously injured.

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