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78. Assault of the Three Elements
“Do you mean to tell me you have no names, only titles bound to your elements?” Wu Tian’s voice rang out, sharp yet curious, cutting through the tense air. The warrior of fire hesitated mid-strike, his blazing fist hovering in the dim glow. The cavern trembled with heat radiating from his body, the scent of scorched stone mingling with the acrid tang of smoke. Shadows danced wildly across the walls, flickering like restless spirits. His eyes narrowed, suspicion flickering in their depths. “Why ask now, immortal?” Fire Element demanded, his tone edged with irritation. Wu Tian’s gaze was steady, his voice calm but probing. “I am simply curious. Did you not have names before you became bound to these elements?” The crimson warrior straightened, his flames dimming slightly as he spoke. “I am Ang Hue. The one of ice is Lam Sheng, and the one of thunder is Hui Lei. We are not nameless, immortal.” His words carried pride, though beneath them lingered a faint bitterness, as if their i
77. Three Elements
“We will discuss this later! I sense someone approaching us, Wu Tian!” Lin Wei’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and urgent. Wu Tian straightened, his pulse quickening. The dim cavern around them seemed to tighten, shadows pressing closer as the flickering torchlight trembled against the stone walls. The air smelled faintly of damp earth and smoke, carrying a chill that seeped into his bones. “Friend or foe, Brother Wei?” he asked, his tone wary. “Most likely an enemy. No one should know of this hiding place,” Lin Wei replied, his eyes narrowing as he listened to the faint echoes of footsteps beyond the cavern mouth. Wu Tian’s breath caught. “Could it be the Demon Cultivator’s men?” Lin Wei shook his head slowly, his expression grave. “No. I feel this presence is not of the Demon Cultivator or his followers. It is from the Darkness Cultivator.” Wu Tian’s heart thudded heavily, the sound of his pulse loud in his ears. “The Darkness Cultivator? Since when has this shadowe
76. DEMON CULTIVATOR
The divine guardian who had come to Wu Tian’s aid tended to him with unwavering patience until his body was restored. What had once seemed beyond salvation was now whole again, his strength not only recovered but infused with a surge of qi far greater than before. Wu Tian’s voice trembled with curiosity as he asked, “Do you know the origin of the Demon Cultivator, Master?” The warrior beside him, calm yet solemn, replied, “Much like you, who unwittingly gave birth to the Darkness Cultivator because of the torment and humiliation you endured from your own parents, Wu Xiang too created the Demon Cultivator without realizing it.” The guardian’s tone carried the weight of explanation, his words echoing in the dim chamber where flickering lanterns cast long shadows across the stone walls. The air smelled faintly of burning oil, mingling with the earthy dampness of the ground. Outside, the wind howled against the wooden shutters, as though nature itself listened to their conversation.
75. The Divine Rescuer
“Wha—!” Demon Wu Xiang cried out as his palm struck air. “Where did Wu Tian go?” For a moment, Wu Xiang stood frozen, his eyes scanning the battlefield where Wu Tian had lain moments before, broken and near death. The ground was scorched, the air thick with the stench of burning qi and the metallic tang of blood. Yet the place where Wu Tian’s body had been was now vacant, as though time itself had been stolen away. Even Wu Xiang, the Martial Genius Demon, failed to notice the fleeting blue shadow that had snatched Wu Tian from the jaws of death, moving with such speed it seemed to halt the flow of reality. Wu Xiang’s gaze swept the ruins, his aura flaring with frustration. “Impossible. Wu Tian could not have escaped with a body ravaged by poison and infection. Where have you gone, Wu Tian?” His thoughts churned with suspicion, but he shook his head. “I will deal with you later. For now, I have more pressing matters.” With a flicker of dark energy, Wu Xiang vanished into the nigh
74. Is the Celestial Palace Destroyed?
“Who gave you permission to leave White Tiger Village?” demanded a thin young man, his voice sharp and commanding. He stood at the head of a group of villagers, his gaunt frame silhouetted against the flickering torchlight. The night air was heavy with smoke from the fires that burned in the village square, carrying the scent of charred wood and damp earth. The villagers’ footsteps echoed on the stone path, their eyes glinting with suspicion. “What business do you have stopping us from leaving White Tiger Village?” Tian Zhi asked, her tone calm but edged with steel. The moonlight caught the silver threads in her robe, casting her in an ethereal glow. “You cannot leave without the Chairman’s permission!” the tall, wiry man shouted, his voice reverberating through the quiet night. Tian Zhi’s eyes narrowed, her voice cutting through the tension. “We need no one’s permission to depart. What law forbids travelers from leaving a village they have visited?” “You have caused chaos her
73. Feng Huang
“Demon Destroyer!” Tian Zhi’s voice rang out like a bell in the storm, her palm moving with the grace of a dancer. Each motion was fluid, elegant, yet charged with lethal intent. From her hand spilled radiant streams of multicolored light, shimmering like a celestial rainbow, but carrying the weight of divine power. The air vibrated with the force of her technique, the scent of ozone sharp in the wind, and the ground trembled beneath the surge of energy. This was no ordinary strike—it was a sacred art designed to annihilate demons hidden within warriors and cultivators alike. Red Phoenix froze, his fiery aura flickering uncertainly. His face paled, the crimson glow of his feathers dimming. “I… I did not know this technique truly existed. I thought it was only a legend, a whispered tale of a power that could obliterate demons.” His voice cracked, disbelief mingling with fear. Tian Zhi’s eyes narrowed, her tone resolute. “I am not destroying you, Phoenix. I am purging the demon wi
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