Blazing Soul Star.
According to the Astral Realm classification standards, this planet's natural elemental concentration could easily qualify it as a super-magic planet. However, because the natural elements of the entire Star God Realm are suppressed by an even more powerful force, the elemental factors have become less active. Therefore, in terms of cultivation environment alone, it is roughly equivalent to a high-magic planet.
As news of the Blazing Soul leader's advancement to the Level Eight Saint gradually spread, the entire Blazing Soul Cult was immersed in a joyous atmosphere. All sect members felt a sense of pride, and even their walking posture seemed to become more upright and confident.
Amidst the endless cluster of buildings, a group of young Fate Master walked along a road paved with dark blue-green stone slabs, chatting and laughing, enthusiastically discussing the terrifying power possessed by Level Eight Saint.
Some say that a single blow from Saint could destroy the entire Blazing Soul Star, and they even solemnly cite numerous ancient texts as evidence, drawing admiration from their companions.
Rumble!!
At that moment, Thunderclap rumble came from above. The young Fate Master instinctively looked up, their pupils contracting and trembling violently, as if they had seen something terrifying.
Following their perspective, all they could see was a massive spatial wormhole stretching across the sky, slowly rotating. At its edges, countless dimensional fragments formed rings of terrifying cutting edges.
A massive amount of electromagnetic energy burst forth from the friction of the particles, transforming into a sea of lightning that surged and roared outside the wormhole with tremendous force, like a giant beast roaring to the sky, its sound waves rolling like a deep fog pressing down on the Blazing Soul Cult.
"Who dares to act so presumptuously in my Blazing Soul Cult?!"
A deafening roar echoed through the heavens, and a pillar of fire shot into the sky, like a raging, twisting giant python. Its vast and powerful magical energy raged across the sky, bringing an extremely heavy sense of oppression.
"This is the seventh-level top-tier Fate Art, ' Wrath of the Fire God.' Could it be that the leader has made a move?"
"No, the leader is already Saint, his actions would definitely be more powerful than this. It must be some powerful elder, right?"
Seeing that someone from their own sect had taken action and retaliated against the unknown intruders without hesitation, the young Fate Master who had been frightened just moments before were immediately shaken off their dread and began to discuss the matter with shining eyes.
However, their excitement lasted only a moment. Accompanied by a soft laugh from the spatial wormhole, under the watchful eyes of all the Blazing Soul Cult's Fate Master, a golden hand that blotted out the sky suddenly reached out and, with an effortless and nonchalant manner, easily dismantled the so-called "Wrath of the Fire God," as naturally as an elephant crushing a mouse.
"What?! This is impossible!"
A gasp of astonishment came from below. A middle-aged man dressed in a crimson robe with two pairs of horns on his head stood in mid-air, his expression a mixture of shock and anger, his pupils filled with solemnity.
"Nothing is impossible. Let your leader come out, or you'll become my second prisoner."
Lancelot picked up Luen like a chick and looked down at the people below.
"Luen, what happened to you...?"
The Blazing Soul Cult elder named Ludio's pupils constricted as he stared intently at the Luen in Lancelot's hand. Upon seeing this, Lancelot's face flashed with shame, but even more so with shock. Did this man truly know no fear?
A mere Level Seven Truth Fate Master dares to provoke Level Eight Saint?!
Seeing Luen's expression, Ludio immediately understood that the young-looking strongman in front of him was definitely stronger than himself, because he and Luen had sparred more than once, and most of the time they were evenly matched.
However, even knowing he was no match, Ludio still made his move. The Fate Art of the Blazing Soul Cult require a great deal of mental fortitude; those who are cowardly before the battle are not qualified to glimpse the higher levels of the Transcendent world.
Moreover, Ludio also intended to test Lancelot's strength, preparing to let the leader know the extent of Lancelot's abilities.
Those at this level of strength make decisions very quickly, and once he made up his mind, Ludio made his move without hesitation.
Behind him, the flames shot up like a waterfall flowing upstream, vaguely transforming into a terrifying phantom with a blurred face but an aura comparable to the Starry Sky universe.
Upon seeing this illusory figure, Lancelot's gaze became more serious, "Blazing Soul Saint King..."
One of the twelve followers of the World King, the Blazing Soul Saint King who rose to the Level Nine Saint King and whose status is comparable to that of True God, came from the Blazing Soul Cult. Otherwise, this sect would not have been able to maintain its vast territory and talent pool despite the Dynasty of Stars's frenzied attacks on the Fate Master Sect.
Click!!
The sky shattered, and flames surged like a tide.
The sky above the Blazing Soul Cult was filled with the power of thunder and fire, which spread wildly in all directions, causing countless living beings to look up in panic, as if they were witnessing the end of the world.
Ludio pounced on Lancelot like a fiery meteor. Behind him, the phantom of the Blazing Soul Saint King, towering over 100,000 meters tall, followed closely through the sea of fire, his fist, as large as a meteorite, seemingly intent on crushing and burning the entire world.
But just as Ludio approached Lancelot, the latter suddenly vanished under the watchful eyes of countless people, a truly bizarre occurrence.
"What?!"
Ludio, who had just raised his arm while piloting the illusory image of the Blazing Soul Saint King, was startled. Before his thoughts could even process it, he heard his leader's voice, "Quickly withdraw your ' Fire God Projection '!"
"??"
Ludio was initially bewildered, but in the next instant, an intensely hot sensation surged from behind, and a sea of fire rolled down, completely engulfing the stunned and astonished Ludio. Only then did Lancelot's voice ring out again. "Your Fire God phantom is quite good, I'll accept it!"
Whew!!
A hurricane swept through the flames, and every now and then, earth-shattering lightning ripped across the sky. Red and blue intertwined, Lancelot, who stood in the sky like a giant star god, slowly stretched out his arm, his five fingers spread, revealing two disheveled figures.
One of them was naturally Luen, and the other was Ludio, whom he had just captured.
The omnipresent natural elements vibrated wildly, creating continuous tides, as if echoing the intense turmoil within the Blazing Soul Cult's Fate Master.
On the earth, storms raged, whipping up grass, trees, and rocks. Looking up at the god-like figure and the two elders struggling angrily in his palms, but to no avail, a sense of horror and panic began to spread like a plague.
For the first time in thousands of years, the Blazing Soul Cult was Intimidation at its own doorstep. The two elders were manipulated like ants, humiliated and helpless.
Aren't you going to make a move?
As lightning struck, Lancelot lowered his eyes, his gaze indifferent yet burning with fighting spirit. The Steel Feather Cloak had become one with his body, the two working in perfect harmony, bringing Lancelot's combat power to an unprecedented peak.
He could sense that his current strength had absolutely surpassed that of the so-called Invincible Demigod, reaching a new level.
A level that is not True God, but Infinity close to it.
"As you wish, a powerful stranger!"
Almost at the same moment Lancelot finished speaking, boundless and dazzling golden flames suddenly ignited in the buildings below. His voice, neither too loud nor too soft, transformed into visible sound waves that echoed across the sky, colliding with the thunder and annihilating each other.
Click!!
Suddenly, space cracked open, and a burly figure about nine meters tall strode out. His long, fiery red hair cascaded over his shoulders, and an extra eye grew between his brows. When he looked back, his cold gaze silenced the entire Blazing Soul Star.
"Blazing Soul Saint, Level Eight Fate Master, a super genius who was famous throughout the entire star system in his childhood, nicknamed the Flame Controller. Later, he lived up to expectations, broke through the bottleneck, and entered the ranks of the invincible in the current era. This provocateur is finished. He will become another achievement of Blazing Soul Saint."
"Saint, I never imagined that I would have the opportunity to witness such a powerful figure in my lifetime. Perhaps I can learn some techniques for using Fate Art from him."
Exclamations of surprise echoed from all corners of the planet, and even throughout the entire Blazing Soul Star System. A multitude of probing gazes, each carrying a different emotion, were cast from all directions, closely watching the battle.
Boom!!
As the Blazing Soul Saint walked through the sky, the fire-attribute natural elements cheered and rushed towards him, transforming into an endless tide that stretched to the horizon, engulfing and scorching everything, as if to set the entire Blazing Soul Star ablaze.
"Your strength is quite impressive, surpassing even Level Seven Truth Fate Master and faintly touching the level of Level Eight Saint. This kind of strength is enough to allow you to roam freely and be invincible throughout the entire Star God Realm. Unfortunately... you shouldn't have provoked me!"
As this Level Eight Saint strode forward, the entire Blazing Soul Star space seemed to freeze and seal off under his unparalleled power. And as the last word of his voice fell, a huge palm, interwoven with blue-purple and gold-red, slammed down with what seemed to be Endless lightning and light.
"Enough with the nonsense, let's start the war!"
A long roar echoed across the sky, and two figures were thrown out. Lancelot showed no mercy, unleashing a terrifying power capable of toying with planets, which pressed down on the Blazing Soul Saint.
"Act recklessly!"
Upon seeing Lancelot's actions, the Blazing Soul Saint's eyes turned cold. He stretched out his hand, and with a hum, a dazzling golden light enveloped the heavens and earth. As the flames gathered, they transformed into a giant, sharply angled hammer.
With a chilling aura between his brows, the Blazing Soul Saint raised his massive, flame-wrapped hammer with both hands and hurled it upwards, colliding it with Lancelot's descending giant palm.
Thump!!
The entire Blazing Soul Star was first struck by a strange, straight path, followed by a deafening sonic boom that erupted like the roar of dragons and the howl of tigers. In an instant, a million-meter-long dimensional space shattered, and at the broken point, flashing arcs of electricity and surging flames continued to fight each other, with violence and ferocity filling the entire planet.
Looking at the scene at the center of the collision, the giant hand disappeared, the fire hammer retreated, and they were actually evenly matched.
This incredible scene left all the spectators, who knew what the word "Saint" meant, speechless.
The Blazing Soul Saint was equally stunned, because the scene he had anticipated—where he would sweep away the mysterious man in front of him with a single move—did not occur. The other party had actually blocked his attack!
How is that possible?!
Aren't Saint invincible?!
The clash between beautiful vision and harsh reality twisted the Blazing Soul Saint's face as he roared, "Again!"
Thump!!
As soon as he finished speaking, the Blazing Soul Saint slammed his hammer down on Lancelot again. The terrifyingly high temperature immediately scorched the space, leaving it riddled with holes.
The fiery hammer, as heavy as a star, appeared and disappeared unpredictably within these spatial rifts, launching attacks at speeds exceeding the perception limits of most Fate Master.
In an instant, the entire sky above the Blazing Soul Star System was filled with countless golden-red suns. Upon closer inspection, it became clear that these were not suns at all, but rather countless fiery hammer-like shadows.
"Terrifying!!"
The sheer density and intensity of the attacks caused all the Truth Fate Master watching to gasp in shock, while those below the Truth Fate Master level could only watch the spectacle.
"Now, the mysterious man will be suppressed, right?" This thought crossed many people's minds.
But soon, what appeared before them left them stunned once again.
Suddenly, a fist the size of an ordinary human appeared, yet it rightfully captured everyone's attention. In an instant, this fist twisted and turned countless times above the Blazing Soul Star, and along with the rolling waves of fire, the golden-red suns scattered across the sky were transformed into a sky full of dazzling fireworks.
"Level Eight Saint?"
Terrifying elemental ripples spread outwards, causing mountains to collapse and tsunamis to rise wherever they passed. Lancelot lowered his gaze, a hint of disappointment in his eyes. "Is this all you've got? Nothing special!"
Whew~ Whew~
Above the sky, the ripples from the collision of the two forces were still spreading, but the Blazing Soul Star, which was boiling and burning just a second ago, seemed to have suddenly entered the dead of winter and fell silent.
"This person, he must be Saint too, right? He must be!"
"Ken, it must be..."
Across the planet, and even across the galaxy, the powerful figures watching the battle exchanged glances, each feeling their expressions were out of control, their eyelids twitching wildly, and the horror in their hearts surging uncontrollably.
Among these people, the Level Seven Truth Fate Master reacted the most, because they were stronger, saw things more clearly, and were more terrifying.
In the perception of these Level Seven Truth Fate Master, the mysterious powerhouse that suddenly appeared split into figures of equal combat strength almost simultaneously. Ignoring space and distance, these figures, large and small, utterly crushed all of the Blazing Soul Saint's attacks in one fell swoop. The process was swift, clean, and decisive.
You're saying this is Level Seven Fate Master?
Are you kidding me?!
We're both at level seven, don't we know the limits of combat power at this level?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
At this moment, no one believed that Lancelot was still at level seven; they all regarded him as Saint on par with the leader of the Blazing Soul.
"Since this is your strength, then..."
Lancelot didn't care about other people's opinions. Strength was strength, and weakness was weakness. He didn't care about realms or levels of power. Ultimately, winning was everything.
Boom!!
Rolling thunder, accompanied by the faint roar of a dragon, unleashed an Unrivaled sharpness, engulfing the Blazing Soul Saint.
The latter, his face extremely pale, struggled left and right, but like a mosquito caught in a spider web, his space was gradually sealed off, and he was on the verge of defeat.
Just then, another completely different aura rose up. Although it was not as powerful as Lancelot and the Blazing Soul Saint, it still managed to strike Luen and Ludio.
More importantly, Lancelot recognized the owner of this aura.
"The Son of Radiance, Ailiuen..."