Ascending to Godhood: I Can Foresee All Futures

Chapter 459: Chapter 235: Slaying a Late-Stage Profound Mastery Expert

This strike contained almost all the power Chen Sheng could currently muster.

Vast crimson flames, like an inverted sea of blood, blotted out the sun as the searing fire enveloped the land.

They condensed into countless churning, twisting serpents of fire, instantly engulfing the space within a radius of hundreds of feet.

Monk Kongxu and the solemn Vajra Dharma Aspect behind him were also completely covered by this furious sea of fire.

The scorching heat violently distorted the air, and the entire view became a shimmering haze, as if space itself was wailing as it burned.

Monk Kongxu’s heart suddenly clenched, and a chill of horror shot down his spine.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately tried to retreat to evade this heaven-scorching, sea-boiling strike.

In their brief exchange moments ago, Monk Kongxu had already gotten a taste of the bizarre and tyrannical nature of those crimson flames.

It was no exaggeration to say that even with his Cultivation, he dared not let the flames touch him in the slightest. He had been relying entirely on his immense Gang Qi to forcibly keep them at bay.

But he knew with perfect clarity.

Once the flames penetrated his Protective Gang Qi, escaping would be nigh impossible.

Therefore, he could not, under any circumstances, be trapped within the sea of fire.

However, would Chen Sheng give him a chance to breathe?

At the same instant the sea of fire spread, Chen Sheng’s figure had already melted into the churning crimson flames like a phantom.

An afterimage tore through the scorching air as Chen Sheng plunged deep into the sea of fire, his aura locking onto Monk Kongxu and pinning him down.

SHIING!

A soft ring echoed.

The blade’s glint was dark and ominous, as if surfacing from the Nine Abysses. It was silent, yet it descended with extreme ferocity.

Monk Kongxu’s expression changed drastically. He hastily performed a Sealing Technique, and a surge of Buddha Light condensed before him into a brilliant golden barrier.

BOOM—!!!

A deafening roar shook the area as the figures of Chen Sheng and Monk Kongxu were completely devoured by the towering waves of fire.

The raging crimson flames coiled and churned as if alive, sealing the area of their battle so tightly that not even a wisp of their auras could escape.

Bai Qing, who had been looking for an opportunity to help, was now forced to retreat again and again.

The moment she drew near, the bizarre and tyrannical crimson flames seemed capable of scorching her True Essence through the air. Even her Protective Gang Qi began to sizzle, showing faint signs of melting.

Alarmed, Bai Qing had no choice but to retreat to a safe distance, leaving the main battlefield entirely to Chen Sheng.

She could only vaguely make out two blurry figures clashing and weaving at high speed within the sea of fire, accompanied by an unending series of heart-stopping explosions.

Bai Qing couldn’t conceal her shock.

’Chen Sheng’s strength... it seems to far exceed my expectations.’

’Right now, he’s actually able to fight Monk Kongxu and even hold the advantage!’

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Meanwhile, the surrounding battle had reached a fever pitch.

The brutal struggle between the Government Office coalition and the Golden Spring Temple monks had turned the entire Golden Spring Mountain into a massive meat grinder.

The terrifying howl of Gang Qi, the clang of weapons, and the intermingled screams and roars echoed for miles around.

In the skies above, over a dozen Profound Mastery experts were locked in deadly duels.

Gang Qi crisscrossed the sky and strange phenomena manifested frequently. At times, Golden Light would unfurl; at others, rainbow sword beams would tear through the air.

It was a display of terrifying power.

On the ground below, nearly ten thousand soldiers from both sides were locked in a chaotic melee.

Although reinforcements from Qingfeng Temple had arrived in time, they had failed to turn the tide. The battle remained a one-sided slaughter.

This was especially true of the melee on the ground. Pressed by the relentless advance of nearly eight thousand elite soldiers from the Government Office coalition, the Martial Monks of Golden Spring Temple held their formations and fought to the death, but they had already suffered over fifty percent casualties, and their defensive line was crumbling.

The ground was soaked with blood, and severed limbs and shattered blades were everywhere.

The thick, inescapable stench of blood drifted on the mountain wind, filling the air and turning the stomach.

Though the eyes of the Golden Spring Temple’s Martial Monks still held a desperate resolve, their formations were already in disarray. Even with several hundred elites from Qingfeng Temple reinforcing their lines, they could not stop the government soldiers’ overwhelming, tide-like advance.

The Government Office coalition, in contrast, only grew more ferocious as the battle raged on.

The Iron Sword Sect, Danxia Sect, and Ning’an Wang Clan had all dispatched their finest combatants.

Though not as strictly disciplined as the government soldiers, their individual martial prowess was greater. They acted as sharp daggers, plunging into the Golden Spring Temple formations. In coordination with the government soldiers encircling them, they had nearly torn the monks’ defensive line to shreds.

If the Golden Spring Temple Martial Monks had not practiced collaborative combat Arrays since childhood, allowing them to support each other and barely hold on, they would have been routed long ago.

Even so, everyone understood that their defeat was only a matter of time.

The only thing the Martial Monks of Golden Spring Temple could count on now was for the battle high above to turn in their favor. Only then might they have a chance to salvage the situation.

Because the only ones who could truly decide the outcome of this life-or-death struggle were those dozen-odd Profound Mastery experts.

Although help from Qingfeng Temple had arrived, bringing the number of Profound Mastery experts on Golden Spring Temple’s side to six, Wu Chengfeng and Liang Jingxing were at the mid and initial stages of Profound Mastery, respectively. In a confrontation of this level, they were not enough to truly turn the tables.

As time went on, the Government Office’s advantage became increasingly obvious.

The battle between Chu Kuangfeng and Xuan Ku had been one-sided from the very beginning.

After just a few dozen exchanges, Xuan Ku was already hard-pressed to defend himself. His Protective Buddha Light flickered unsteadily under the assault of Chu Kuangfeng’s relentlessly fierce Sword Gang, and trickles of blood seeped from his nose and mouth.

Pressing his advantage, Chu Kuangfeng’s attacks were like a raging tempest. He finally seized an opening as Xuan Ku paused to breathe. The blade flashed like a bolt of silk, and Xuan Ku’s head flew into the air, spraying blood across the sky.

Xuan Ku, First Seat of Golden Spring Temple’s Bodhi Institute, had fallen!

Xuan Ku’s death was like the first falling domino, and the decline of Golden Spring Temple’s side became starkly evident.

Chu Kuangfeng hovered in the air, his gaze sweeping across the entire battlefield.

He had intended to aid Chen Sheng in a joint attack on Kongxu, but when he sensed the heart-stopping fluctuations emanating from the sea of crimson fire, he hesitated.