The Enraged Flame Tyrant
Half a month later, Luo Feng had fully adjusted himself to his best condition. He took a deep breath and stood at the entrance of the sixth level, muttering, "The Flame Tyrant, the Guard of the sixth level, in the original story, each level is more difficult than the last. The Flame Tyrant of the sixth level, combined with that divine weapon giant axe, is truly monstrous. The Mother Empress Salabelle of the seventh level even has the Life Source Pearl. The Evil Eye King of the eighth level and the Thorium Demon of the ninth level are all extremely troublesome characters. In the original story, it was almost all the five Peak Saint Domain experts, including Linley, who stumbled and struggled to reach the tenth level with all their ultimate techniques, but I am all alone."
The Flame Tyrant's strength was actually only at the Saint Domain Summit, and in terms of raw power, he was not even comparable to the five Peak Saint Domain powerhouses, Desri and Fain. However, he possessed a divine weapon, a giant axe, which was a perfect match for him, making him comparable to Deity level powerhouse. Of course, that's a slight exaggeration. But none of these people had a chance to injure the Flame Tyrant. In the end, it was only through Linley's Earth Profound Technique, which ignored the surface defenses, that the Flame Tyrant's flame core was shattered, and only then was the Flame Tyrant defeated.
The combined efforts of the five Peak Saint Domain, along with the attacks of dozens of second-tier fighters, resulted in numerous casualties. Only through sheer luck and near-certain failure did they manage to pass the sixth level thanks to Linley's strange ability to ignore attacks on the body's surface. Luo Feng, however, was in a predicament. Alone, neither an ice-type Saint Magus nor possessing Linley's 64 Layers of the Pulsation of the World, how could Luo Feng possibly possibly pass? Although Luo Feng's strength surpassed that of any of the five supreme experts of the five Peak Saint Domain, he was no match for the Flame Tyrant.
In desperation, Luo Feng Luo Feng his Vocal Music contest with the Snowy Bearcat Chieftain in the fourth layer of the Snow World. A thought struck him: indeed, he could use a soul attack. In terms of soul power, the Flame Tyrant's soul was incredibly strong, and he also possessed 'bloodlust'. However, Luo Feng Luo Feng had no intention of attacking the Flame Tyrant's soul with a soul strike; that would be like throwing an egg against a rock.
Luo Feng didn't believe his soul power was stronger than Desri's or the others, so why attack the Flame Tyrant? Wouldn't it have been better to use his music to confuse him within the world he created? Why gamble on whether he could kill the Flame Tyrant? Besides, Luo Feng knew where the entrance to the passage from the sixth to the seventh floor was, so why not take advantage of the Flame Tyrant's distraction and use his speed to quickly enter the seventh floor?
Having made his plan, Luo Feng smiled slightly. Indeed, although he was familiar with the original story, he couldn't follow it exactly. In the original story, Linley and his group genuinely killed the Flame Tyrant, and while he might have that kind of strength, even with the Peak Saint Domain their peak, Tulilei was crippled, Desri's attacks were useless, and Rutherford's fate was similar to Tulilei's. Luo Feng didn't think he could kill the Flame Tyrant, but if he couldn't kill him, couldn't he use a trick?
Thinking of this, a beautiful smile appeared on Luo Feng's lips, "Flame Tyrant, I've arrived."
Luo Feng moved swiftly, transforming into a phantom. In an instant, he arrived at the sixth level of the Flame Tyrant's world!
"Hot!" Upon arriving at the sixth floor, Luo Feng felt an unprecedented heat.
At this moment, Luo Feng was on a crimson solid rock. This sixth level was a red world of magma and rock.
"Gurgle~~~" Crimson lava flows filled the sixth level, with bubbles occasionally rising from it. Surrounding the lava flow were scorched red rocks. Ordinary life could not survive in such a place.
Immediately, Luo Feng sat cross-legged in mid-air, scanned his surroundings, and found that no Crimson Flame Demon had noticed him yet. Seizing every second, Luo Feng flipped his hand, and a Startling Cloud Zither, shimmering with dark light, instantly Luo Feng in his hand.
The five fingers danced like lively sprites, leaping freely across the strings. In those leaps, endless beautiful sounds were produced, and the melodious and lively music flowed from between the fingers like a gentle stream through the heart, soft, tranquil, and comforting.
A beautiful melody slowly rose and gradually spread like a tide. Suddenly, a rock emerged from the lava river in the distance. Strangely, this rock had eyes and a mouth. This rock abruptly flew out of the lava river; it turned out to be the head of the ' Crimson Rock Demon '.
But the Crimson Flame Demon didn't shout or scream; instead, it lay in the lava river, its merriment filling every space of the sixth level. The music seemed to carry a white sprite dancing gracefully in the wind, its movements elegant and noble; gently stirring the Crimson Rock Demon's heart, bringing them endless joy. Their raging hearts, cleansed by the music, became calm, as if dazzling roses were blooming one after another, releasing the fragrance of music.
"Where did that sound come from? A booming sound, like Leiming, echoed in this sixth level of space."
The rocky ground of this sixth level trembled, and the lava rivers churned. A tall figure rose from the lava rivers; his body was so enormous that the lava rivers sank considerably as he stood up.
"It really is as big as a mountain." Luo Feng looked at the colossal Flame Tyrant in the distance!
The Flame Tyrant is formed entirely from massive, solid rocks, its body wreathed in flames. With such a colossal body, the sheer weight alone generates an incredibly terrifying amount of power.
Luo Feng dared not move rashly, his hands plucking the strings even faster. However, with a twist of Luo Feng hands, the music changed, no longer the elegant and melodious tranquility, but the sound of millions of troops galloping in his skillful hands, turning into the sounds of clashing swords and galloping horses. This made the Luo Feng Flame Tyrant infatuated, deeply drawn into the world of the Chu-Han Contention he had created. And this piece was none other than "Ambush from Ten Sides".
At this moment, the Flame Tyrant felt as if he had become Emperor Xiang Yu on the battlefield, surrounded by the clash of swords and the clashing of spears. The final battle of the Chu-Han Contention was about to begin, a thrilling and breathtaking struggle where the victor and the vanquished would fight it all.
Luo Feng watched the Flame Tyrant gradually lose his way, and a smirk appeared on his lips. It worked as expected. He had successfully pulled the Flame Tyrant was not paying attention. Now the Flame Tyrant was completely lost in it, and he could take advantage of this opportunity to escape into the seventh layer of the world.
The passage leading to the seventh floor is actually located in the center of the sixth floor, but the more than one thousand Crimson Rock Demon have been staying there, completely blocking the passage. Originally, Luo Feng would have had to kill those thousand-plus Crimson Rock Demon to enter the seventh floor through the passage, but now it's completely unnecessary, as they are all immersed in Luo Feng's music.
And so, Luo Feng flew slowly while playing "Ambush from Ten Sides." As Luo Feng slowly approached the center of the sixth level, the music also slowly came to an end. The fighting gradually faded away, and the shouts became more and more ethereal. The sounds of being surrounded on all sides were like needles and awls, piercing the heart that was boiling with hot blood.
The Flame Tyrant, transformed into Xiang Yu, brandished his longsword, looked up to the sky, and sighed, "Yu Xi, Yu Xi, what can I do?"
The heroic spirit that once filled me with the strength to uproot mountains and the might to overwhelm the world has long since vanished. The tears hanging in the corners of my eyes are crystal clear.
Lightning Leiming roared, but there was no weeping or wailing.
Facing the surging waters of the Wu River, it leaves the people of Jiangdong with an eternal sigh.
The victor is king, the loser is a bandit.
Just as Luo Feng was about to reach the central position, with the entrance to the seventh floor right in front of him, the melodious music suddenly stopped.
Silence. Utter silence. Taking advantage of the Flame Tyrant's lingering grief over its defeat in the Chu-Han Contention, Luo Feng surged his Battle-qi aura and raced towards the entrance to the seventh level. The Flame Tyrant on the sixth level, his eyes blazing with fire, roared, "Damn human! How dare you lure me in and escape to the seventh level while I wasn't looking! Dream on! Die! Die!"
The roar of the Flame Tyrant echoed continuously in the sixth level of space!