The Steward Demonic Emperor

Chapter 712: Dreadful Thunder Flame

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The dreaded power blew over, making even Ye Lin, covered in flames, shiver and take a step back. 

His always invincible golden flame was pushed back and subdued. The dragon image around him was also on the verge of falling apart.

The moment the palm-sized thunder flame showed up, it brought with it unspeakable change. 

The spray of golden flames never even touched Zhuo Fan, pulverized ahead of schedule due to the thunder flame.

Ye Lin was dumbstruck.

[H-how can this be?]

[What the hell is that thing anyway? How can it make the Decimating Golden Flame unable to fight back at all?] 

[How much terrifying power does that guy have?]

Ye Lin squinted, his eyes vacant as he stared at the thunder flame on the dragon’s forehead.

To him, the five great sacred beasts’ powers were supreme. When was there a time they would shirk away instead? Never! 

Not even the five great sacred beasts would believe the world would have such kind of power either.

Yet reality proved otherwise.

A terrible power that surpassed all was about to be born. All of it came from Zhuo Fan’s powers he got from those Emperors and sacred beasts then fused them. 

“This aura… is the same I felt when Steward Zhuo came from his room. No, even worse!” Kui Lang shuddered at the sight of that power capable of destroying anything and everything. He gulped in fear.

The rest bobbed their heads in reflex, staring at it with soaked backs.

They had no clue what ultimate move Zhuo Fan pulled to unleash such power but they were afraid of it. 

The Ultimate Clarity Sect team had it worse. Wu Qingqiu’s face fell the instant the thunder flame showed up.

He had no clue about what Zhuo Fan did, but he could feel that this power was beyond Ye Lin’s golden flame.

He had an inkling this power was not something a human should have. It felt like it was an omen to the destruction of this world.

Face twitching, Wu Qingqiu gnashed his teeth and forced a smile, “Gods, just how far did those two’s fight go? I have no doubt the two would be leveling Double Dragon Manor if they fight like this again.” 

“Senior brother, y-you’re exaggerating. They’re only at the Ethereal Stage. The Double Dragon Manor has the exalted so they can’t let it happen.” One disciple said.

Wu Qingqiu shook his head with a solemn look, “You’re still green and can’t see it. This isn’t about strength, but being worlds apart among each other. You all know just how deadly junior brother’s golden flame can be, but that black thunder flame gives me an even worse feeling. I firmly believe the exalted couldn’t block this thunder flame that isn’t any less than the golden flame.”

Wu Qingqiu’s brow was soaked as he watched on.

[This frickin’ fight is beyond outrageous. One more dreadful than the other. They’re just not human…]

Sss~

The audience watched the image on the screen fading to static and the gatekeepers made constant signs to change the angle to restore the signal. The thing was, it was always further and further away from the fight. 

When the image finally stabilized, they were watching from three miles away. All the audience saw were the two dots standing still, while the dazzling flame spray and the black flame on dragon’s forehead were at odds.

“What happened? Why is the image so far away?” Exalted Hei Ran asked the two elders.

One of them bowed, “Exalted, the monitoring arrays around the two have some interference and stops us from looking closer. The closest one working is this monitoring array three miles away.”

“What?!”

Exalted Bai Mei cried out. “All the monitoring arrays in that valley were set up with sacred stones. You can’t even destroy them easily. And now, when the two are even fighting each other, we can’t even…”

Exalted Bai Mei thought about something and gave a shocked look to Exalted Hei Ran. 

Exalted Hei Ran was a bit lost, “Don’t tell me that just the shockwaves of their fight was enough to damage the monitoring arrays! Not even we can do that…” 

Exalted Hei Ran turned to look at the screen and stared at the black flash and Ye Lin’s alarmed face. Even with Zhuo Fan’s pale face, the flame did not get any closer. It was the exalted that sprung into action. 

Exalted Bai Mei reacted as well and was shocked.

[You mean to tell me that black thing’s ripple can destroy sacred stones?]

This never happened no matter how many times the azure flame or golden flame clashed. Yet it happened with the black flame.

That meant this black flame was a cut above those other two, a terrifying existence. 

[But can Zhuo Fan control such power?]

Looking at Zhuo Fan shaking and spitting blood, Exalted Bai Mei tensed and got his answer.

[He can’t for now.]

But since it was now out, he had to withstand its pressure to the end, unless he wanted the flame to lash out and destroy him.

[No wonder he never used it in his fight with Ye Lin till his spirit animal got heavily wounded.] 

This was a move that put one’s life on the line, only worth taking out when you wanted the other one deader than dead. It was going even further than Ye Lin burning his soul. 

If Zhuo Fan’s move fizzled out, his soul would go down with it. If he succeeded, then Ye Lin in his soul and body combined form would be toast.

One was bound to die here. Hei Ran saw this and sprung into action.

Whoosh~

With a flick of the hand, a black glow flashed and then a white tunnel appeared. Exalted Hei Ran went through it and entered the valley.

The audience was speechless. 

[Where’s Exalted Hei Ran going now?]

They never saw the exalted being nervous before.

In the valley, Zhuo Fan kept puking blood, his body popping and spreading blood as well. Even so, he bore it. The dreadful thunder flame was so insidious it ate his body as well.

His dragon soul was shaking, on the verge of crumbling under the thunder flame’s power.

Zhuo Fan grinned, despite it all, seeing the flames unable to touch him.

[There’s always a way out in every crisis!]

The thunder was dangerous, but quite handy at the very least. 

[Only with this dreadful power can I waste you, punk!]

Zhuo Fan narrowed his eyes and began to move his hands. His dragon soul jerked and slowly opened its maw. The thunder flame slowly moved from the forehead to its throat.

Yet they both looked ready to fall to the ground at the slightest breeze.

To Ye Lin, though, it was pure horror. He was actually scared for once, and backed away.

Maybe it was the first time he felt something like this. This minute thunder flame was giving him the worst filling he ever felt.

Gulping, Ye Lin stared at Zhuo Fan, nervous and shaking.

Zhuo Fan’s signs finally drew to a close and he sported a nasty grin, “It seems my risk paid off and you, brat, are going to suffer for it. Wraith Style’s 3rd move, Necro Dragon’s Screech!”

Roar!

The shockwave shook the world around as the dragon roared. The thunder flame turned into a snake in its throat and darted forth.

It was a snake no bigger than a meter. In all of Zhuo Fan’s Necro Dragon’s Screech he used, this was the worst looking by far. 

Yet, this tiny snake gave Ye Lin the feeling of impending doom…