"The Elemental Laws of Lightning? What profound mystery is this? Rather interesting." Narrowing his eyes slightly, Luo Ao watched the burly man's fist and sensed the thunderous power within it, but paid it little mind.
Facing this heavy, powerful punch that raced like charging thunder, a Black Longsword abruptly appeared in Luo Ao's hand. The instant he struck, he unleashed a fierce surge of fiery might.
"The Elemental Laws of Fire?" Montreal frowned. He had thought this was a Deity-level Water Element expert.
But when Luo Ao's sword suddenly erupted like a volcano, violently revealing its true power, Montreal's face instantly turned pale!
Boom!
The explosive roar of raging energy and the sound of a divine body shattering rang out one after another. This sword strike actually blasted the burly man's fist apart, then continued unabated, directly burning his divine body to nothing before Montreal could even react.
"Y-you, who exactly are you? We're Lord Asol's subordinates! If you kill us, Lord Asol won't let you off!" Seeing Luo Ao kill the burly Montreal in a single move, the other Saint-level fighters immediately pulled back, trying to get away from Luo Ao as they voiced their warnings in trembling voices.
"Lord Asol?" Luo Ao could not help frowning at that. Then he turned his icy gaze on them and said, "This so-called Lord Asol you speak of-is he a God or a Highgod?"
To have Montreal serving under him, this Asol clearly possessed considerable strength.
"Lord Asol is a God, and an elite expert certified by Cold Moon City at that! You'd better..." The man in red robes, a Saint-level fighter, had only spoken his first sentence when he saw a ribbon of flame suddenly sweep toward him.
Hiss- Blazing flames scorched the air, and these Saint-level fighters, who clearly belonged to the same faction, were all killed by Luo Ao in an instant.
"An elite expert certified by Cold Moon City?" Hearing that, Luo Ao felt this could be a little troublesome.
In Stalag Planar Prison, the strongest was undoubtedly Zennard, the "Demon Dragon," but the three divine generals under him were formidable as well. All were Highgods already renowned for their great strength.
Cold Moon City had been established by one of those three divine generals, and only the four great cities, headed by Demon Dragon City, were qualified to certify these so-called "elite experts."
Anyone who earned such certification had either fused profound mysteries or possessed a rather unusual innate talent. All were extremely formidable experts among those of the same level.
"Information doesn't travel all that freely in this Planar Prison. Asol might not be able to find his way here." Luo Ao was not too worried. He simply moved into the dwelling Weiersi had left behind, intending to remain stationed here.
"As expected of a Planar Prison!" For several days running, as he cultivated in this Planar Prison, he felt that it was somewhat more difficult than it had been outside.
While Luo Ao was silently reflecting on this, he suddenly seemed to sense something and turned to look outside the cave, his brows drawing together slightly.
Just now, he had clearly sensed an invisible soul fluctuation sweep over his body. The strength of this divine sense clearly belonged to a God.
Luo Ao walked out of the cave and flew up to meet the newcomer. His expression calm and composed, he looked toward the distant dark-red figure. "This should be that Asol!"
He had not expected this. Last time, he had already killed every member of the group the other man had sent, yet through some unknown means, Asol had still found his way here.
With a God's flying speed, Asol did not keep Luo Ao waiting long.
Before long, he saw a streak of fiery light flash across the dim sky like a meteor, rapidly arriving before him and solidifying into a young man in dark-red robes. Every strand of his short, fiery-red hair stood upright, like rising flames.
The fiery-haired young man wore a cold, hard expression. His eyes shone red like two scorching stars, and his piercing gaze fell on Luo Ao. Blistering flames instantly rose from his body, sending the surrounding temperature soaring.
Asol's gaze flashed like lightning as he looked at Luo Ao and barked coldly, "Boy, I don't think I've seen you before. You look unfamiliar. A newcomer?"
An old hand in the Planar Prison should not have had the nerve to wait for him to arrive.
"And what if I am?" Since the man was already here, Luo Ao could not be bothered to say much.
"Boy, you must be the one who killed Montreal and the others, right? You've got some nerve, daring to kill my subordinates." Luo Ao's expression remained unmoved at the red-haired young man's cold snort.
A playful smile suddenly appeared on Asol's face. "Interesting. You actually dare disregard me, Asol. Then let me see just what you're capable of!"
Perhaps this was simply the norm in the Planar Prison. Often, a mere disagreement would lead to a vicious fight.
This Asol was only a God, yet his overbearing nature was already plain to see.
With a wave of Asol's hand, seven or eight blazing serpents of flame, each dozens of meters long, swept toward Luo Ao.
Wherever the fiery serpents passed, space seemed to twist under their scorching heat. At the same time, Luo Ao clearly sensed an invisible Soul Attack suddenly strike him.
"This attack? It's rather similar to those two profound mysteries I comprehended before. A pity it still can't do anything to me." Luo Ao's soul strength rivaled a Highgod's. Asol's seemingly covert Soul Attack posed no threat to him whatsoever.
"Oh? You have some ability. Then try this move!" Having never expected his best Soul Attack to prove ineffective against Luo Ao, Asol instantly grew serious. A dark-red spear Divine Artifact appeared in his hand.
"Lava's Wrath, go!" The red-haired Asol held his dark-red spear as extreme heat suddenly arose around him, seemingly intent on melting the surrounding rocks.
"This move is rather interesting!" Luo Ao did not retreat. Instead, he likewise unleashed his fire divine power and flashed straight forward.
He let the flames strike him, instantly becoming a man of fire. His clothes turned to ash in an instant, yet despite the burning flames, Luo Ao's body remained completely unharmed.
Standing amid the flames, Luo Ao carefully sensed the unique characteristics of his opponent's profound mysteries of fire, a thoughtful look on his face.
It seemed these "profound mysteries of burning" were not only highly effective for Soul Attacks; their physical attacks were formidable as well.
Had he not fused the profound mystery of the Fire Body Technique, he would not have dared make direct contact with this move.
"Again!" Asol looked at Luo Ao in some astonishment. Seeing his opponent actually disregard the scorching flames carried by his move, he could not help feeling both shocked and furious.
"Flames Burn All!" Asol lost interest in continuing to tangle with his opponent and directly unleashed his trump card. This final spear strike was a terrifying ultimate move in which he had perfectly fused two profound mysteries!
Hiss! This astonishingly powerful spear strike seemed poised to sweep across all directions as it lashed straight toward Luo Ao. Just the small amount of violent fire divine power leaking from it made the surrounding space tremble as though it would collapse.
"You take this move of mine too-A Spark Sets the Prairie Ablaze!" Facing Asol's spear strike, Luo Ao no longer dared relax in the slightest. He likewise put everything he had into unleashing his strongest sword strike!
Clang!
The scorching dark-red spear shaft collided with the edge of Luo Ao's Black Longsword in an instant!
Two extraordinarily terrifying powers of flame collided, then instantly exploded like erupting lava. Black spatial fissures even appeared right there, writhing through the air!
These black spatial fissures, like serpents of lightning, appeared and vanished intermittently.
Both men instantly flew back, each withdrawing far from that dangerous spot.
But in the very next second, an inconspicuous streak of azure light suddenly darted out of one of the spatial fissures.