All Chapters of SWORD OF FLAME: Chapter 491
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Main War — Part VI
The battlefield roared like a living ocean of steel and fire. Screams, clashing weapons, the trembling of earth beneath thousands of feet—everything fused into a single chaotic symphony. Yet amidst that storm of violence, a duel far more terrifying was unfolding, a battle whose shockwaves alone had forced soldiers from both sides to scatter in fear.Wu Ling moved with the ferocity of a flame-born beast. His palms burned with swirling fire, each movement carving streaks of red in the air. He spun to the left, narrowly dodging a meteor-sized fireball hurled toward him. Just as he steadied his breath, an invisible blow struck his back—hard enough to force the air from his lungs.The impact wasn’t fatal, but it rattled his spine, sending a sharp jolt up to his neck.He whipped around immediately, ready to tear apart whoever dared attack him from behind. But behind him stood nothing—only a frenzy of soldiers locked in their own battles.His eyes then snapped to Fang Yun, who stood calmly a
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Main War — Part VII
Fang Yun narrowed his eyes as he saw the red aura radiating from the Hell Sword in Wu Ling’s hand. A moment later, he gave a faint smile while drawing the Dragon Qiang Mo Sword from the Annihilation Space.An energy no less powerful—perhaps even greater—burst forth from the sword in Fang Yun’s hand. A swirling gust of wind wrapped around the young man’s body.“Let’s see whose sword is superior—yours or mine!”The Dragon Qiang Mo Sword, forged from four elements at once, possessed an immense amount of energy. That alone made Wu Ling swallow hard. But deep in his heart, he still held onto the hope that the youth wouldn’t be able to fully wield the power contained within the sword.“You may have a stronger artifact, Warrior. But I’m certain you won’t be able to maximize that sword’s true power!”Fang Yun sneered. “You can test that theory now! Even two Hell Swords combined won’t be able to match the strength of my sword!”“Bastard! You underestimate my sword too much!” Wu Ling roared, sp
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Main War — Part VIII
The explosion erupted like a roaring mountain collapsing inward, unleashing a violent pressure that swept across the battlefield. The soldiers who reacted too late were thrown backward as if struck by an unseen giant’s hand. Many of them died instantly — their bones crushed, their chests caved in, unable to withstand the sheer force produced by the blast. Liu Zun and Zhao Wen were also hurled backward, sliding several steps across the torn ground. Judging from that initial collision alone, it was clear that their internal cultivation levels were frighteningly close in power. Liu Zun clicked his tongue in frustration. He refused to accept that his attack had been neutralized so easily. His hand trembled slightly from the backlash of the earlier clash. Though he had not unleashed his full internal strength, he instantly realized one thing — the young man before him, one who was young enough to be his own son, could not be underestimated. “You’ve got skill, Young One! But don’t get a
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Main War Part IX
Ye Wang found himself torn between two equally burning desires. On one side, a deep, festering grudge pushed him to seek vengeance for the humiliating defeat he once suffered at the hands of Wei Ho. Yet on the other side, the weight of duty pressed heavily upon him—he had been tasked with eliminating Prince Xiao Yu, and doing so would swiftly cripple the rebellion. Victory in war often hinged on the fall of a single leader, and Ye Wang knew the moment Xiao Yu died, the enemy forces would crumble into confusion and despair.After a moment of contemplation—one filled with bitterness, frustration, and a chilling sense of resolve—Ye Wang decided that Prince Xiao Yu must die first. Vengeance could wait. His hatred for Wei Ho could be unleashed after the enemy prince lay lifeless upon the battlefield.With a single sharp inhale, Ye Wang propelled himself forward like a streak of scorching fire. He cut through the chaotic battlefield, weaving between clashing soldiers, unnoticed by those loc
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Main War X
Meanwhile, Fang Yun, who was still dealing with Wu Ling’s relentless assaults, had finally seized control of the fight. Although he had yet to knock his opponent down or kill him, Fang Yun had already carved several shallow cuts across Wu Ling’s body.Wu Ling stared at the blade in his hand, now marked by a long, thin crack. He wasn’t confident his treasured weapon would last much longer. That crack had formed after hundreds of clashes between his sword and Fang Yun’s.“You’ve damaged my sword!” Wu Ling growled in frustration, unable to accept the condition of his beloved weapon.Fang Yun smirked mockingly. “Did you forget how you underestimated me earlier? You said I wouldn’t be able to maximize the power of this sword, didn’t you?”Wu Ling ignored the insult. Channeling every bit of energy he had left, he infused it into his blade. Scarlet flames tinged with blue erupted violently along the edge.“I’ll show you the true power of the Hellfire Sword!” he roared, fully convinced that t
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Main War XI
The formation of archers that had launched the surprise attack was instantly shattered under the onslaught of the master-and-disciple duo. The soldiers simply could not withstand the overwhelming force unleashed by Mei Hwa, and the defensive line they had formed to keep the enemy from entering the palace collapsed completely.The mangled remains of soldiers—some incomplete, others crushed beyond recognition—were scattered everywhere. The thick, metallic stench of blood filled the air, spreading rapidly with the wind.The situation around the palace had become truly terrifying. Not a single resident of the capital dared to step outside to witness the battle. They didn’t even dare to peek. Instead, they chose to hide wherever they could—under their beds or in any space that might keep them alive.Like a wounded tiger, Wan Fenli went berserk, attacking the soldiers who had survived Mei Hwa’s strike.“Close ranks! Don’t let them enter the palace!” shouted a commanding officer.Fang Yun da
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Main War XII
The howls of dying men still echoed across the blood-soaked battlefield, weaving into the chilling chorus of a war that refused to end. Yet not even the dreadful symphony of death was enough to slow the determination of Prince Xiao Yu’s forces as they struggled relentlessly to break through and reach the heart of the capital. Even as daylight faded and night slowly unfurled its dark veil across the sky, the violence raged on without the slightest sign of weakening. Soldiers from both sides wrestled desperately with fate itself, each fighting not only the enemy before them but the inevitability of a blade piercing their bodies should they falter even a breath too long. Then— A deafening explosion erupted from the forest’s edge, where the duel between Wei Ho and Ye Wang had torn through the already-devastated terrain. A towering column of dust and smoke spiraled upward as the overwhelming energies of the two old enemies clashed with enough force to shake the earth. The blast hurled
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Main War - Part XIII
The chilling echoes of dying screams continued to ripple through the battlefield, weaving a grim symphony that refused to fade even as dusk surrendered to the deep blue of night. Yet not a trace of hesitation appeared in the eyes of Prince Xiao Yu’s soldiers. Their spirits, tempered by desperation and the weight of the empire’s future, refused to falter as they pressed relentlessly toward the heart of the capital. The battle, illuminated only by fleeting sparks of clashing steel and bursts of inner energy, showed no sign of ending. Warriors from both sides lunged, twisted, and parried, each striving to protect their lives from the merciless weapons in the hands of their enemies. Then, cutting through the cacophony of battle, a thunderous explosion erupted at the edge of the forest—exactly where Wei Ho and Ye Wang were locked in their bitter duel. A towering pillar of dust and smoke burst upward as the immense energies of the two long-time rivals collided. Wei Ho was driven back fiv
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Main War - Part IV
Zhao Wen’s body was sent flying, tumbling across the dusty ground in a chaotic roll. The impact jolted every bone in his frame, and he could feel a sharp crack spiderweb across his Demon Jade Shield—proof of the devastating force behind Liu Zun’s strike. A dull ache throbbed up his spine, spreading like wildfire through his muscles with each labored breath he took. He pushed himself up on unsteady legs, still trying to find his balance when a familiar presence materialized behind him. Before he could even turn, Liu Zun unleashed another blow—this one more ferocious than the last. BOOOOM! The explosion echoed through the night air. This time, Zhao Wen’s Demon Jade Shield shattered completely, its fragments scattering across the ground like broken glass. The residual force of the strike grazed his back, leaving a deep, stinging gash that seeped red into his robes. He collapsed onto his back, clutching his spine as waves of agony washed over him. The pain was so intense he could
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Main War - Part XV
Soldiers from the Yuan Dynasty rushed to their commander’s side, striking the ice with their swords and spears in a frantic attempt to free him. But their efforts were useless—even their sharpest weapons couldn’t scratch the ice, let alone break it. The shockwave of Zhao Wen’s power reached even the elders of the White Path Sects, who paused their battles for a moment to search for the one who had unleashed such immense energy. Lin Xiao, who was fighting off two dozen soldiers not far away, turned his head the moment he felt the power surge. His eyes widened as he saw Zhao Wen standing unsteadily in the middle of the battlefield, his body swaying with exhaustion. Zhao Wen was not unscathed by his own attack. The moment he released the energy, his legs gave out, and he knelt on the ground, his inner power completely spent. He knew that if any enemy soldier tried to kill him now, he wouldn’t be able to lift a finger to stop them. His fear was soon realized. A group of Yuan Dynas
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