Su Fang rose up and a flame god's might condensed under his feet. He then stood with his hands behind his back and scanned the area with his perfect vision.
The rocks around the geocentric magma, as well as the spacious smelted cave, were filled with people.
Xia Qijun, Fan Xu, Ye Yangkong and the others were guarding one side. Jiang Baozhen was also there. It was unknown what method he used to resolve the anger of the others.
Kun Xu's Divine Sect disciples were all Heavenly God Realm core disciples and special disciples. They stood on the other side. There were close to ten thousand of them.
Su Fang's appearance immediately caused a huge commotion.
"Mo Fenghua really didn't die!"
"How can this lowly trash not die?"
Xia Qijun, Fan Xu and the others were incomparably shocked.
Immediately after, they discovered that Su Fang's aura had reached the sixth stage!
From fusing with a Divine Spark to the Divine Realm, he had actually reached the sixth stage of True God Realm in less than a thousand years. Such talent made Fan Xu, who was publicly recognized as the number one genius of the Turbid Cloud Realm, and Xia Qijun, who was the number one of the younger generation of Kun Xu's Divine Sect, feel inferior.
Their hearts were once again in turmoil. Immediately after, intense jealousy and a very strong sense of threat arose.
Xia Qijun and Fan Xu looked at each other. Their eyes were filled with cold killing intent as well as anger and hatred that could burn everything.
"Young Master Mo Fenghua is mighty!"
Kun Xu's Divine Sect's special disciple, Lan Gaoyang, was the first to shout. Only then did the other disciples react and burst into cheers. They all looked at Su Fang with eyes filled with gratitude and incomparable admiration.
"Mo Fenghua!" Xia Qijun coldly shouted, "This Young Master asks you, where is the Prehistoric Inflammation?"
Su Fang mocked, "Didn't Young Master Xia and the others specially send people into the barrier to scout for information? Why are you asking me?"
Ye Yangkong coldly said, "My clan's genius, Ye Yang, and a dozen other geniuses. Where are they right now?"
Su Fang sighed helplessly. "More than a dozen experts fought against Prehistoric Inflammation, but in the end … they were all swallowed up by Prehistoric Inflammation. My condolences."
Fan Xu, Ye Yangkong, and the others had expected such an outcome, but when Su Fang said it himself, their faces turned ugly. They never thought that more than a dozen experts were not swallowed by the Prehistoric Inflammation, but died in Su Fang and Luo's hands.
Xia Qijun coldly shouted, "Mo Fenghua, Prehistoric Inflammation is of great importance to Kun Xu's Divine Sect. This Young Master will ask you again, is the Prehistoric Inflammation still within the barrier? Tell this Young Master!"
"Are you ordering me around?" Su Fang sneered and replied coldly, "Xia Qijun, who do you think you are? How dare you shout at this Young Master? You colluded with outsiders and harmed our sect's disciples. Thousands of Divine Sect's elite disciples were killed by you. What qualifications do you have to show off in front of this Young Master? "
"Whether or not this Young Master has done something wrong will be determined by the Divine Sect's upper echelons. You are only a core disciple of Xuan Ling Dojo, yet you dare to contradict this Young Master. You have no respect for your seniors, and you disregard the Divine Sect's laws. This is disobedience, a capital offense!"
Xia Qijun walked over in the air with a domineering aura. The demeanor of a Divine Sect's Young Master was fully displayed.
"Young Master Xia, I, Lan Gaoyang, will not allow you to suppress Young Master Mo Fenghua. Why don't you suppress me as well? "
Lan Gaoyang flew above the magma and stood in front of Su Fang.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Special disciples and core disciples all came behind Su Fang and glared at Xia Qijun.
An invisible aura surged out like a tidal wave, forcing Xia Qijun to retreat.
Su Fang smiled coldly and embarrassedly, "It seems that Young Master Xia has angered everyone. I advise you to put away your Divine Sect's Young Master's arrogance and tuck your tail between your legs to avoid being drowned by everyone's spittle."
Xia Qijun was unable to restrain his anger. However, what could he do in front of so many Divine Sect disciples?
If he continued, he would only be humiliating himself in the end. If these disciples were completely enraged and attacked him as a group, he might even die here.
At this very moment, Xia Qijun finally understood what it felt like to fall from the clouds to the ground.
Whoosh!
A Sanskrit disciple flew out and roared at the crowd of Kun Xu Divine Sect disciples, "Mo Fenghua stole my clan's Young Master Sanskrit's Natal Artifact. I will seek revenge on him. Whoever dares to stop me will be making an enemy of Sanskrit!"
Sanskrit!
When the Kun Xu Divine Sect disciples heard the two words "Sanskrit", they immediately felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them. Their aura immediately turned sluggish.
This Sanskrit disciple carried an unparalleled arrogance as he charged at Su Fang, looking down on the other Kun Xu Divine Sect disciples.
"So what if you're Sanskrit? No matter how strong Sanskrit is, do you think they can do whatever they want? If they want to kill us, do you think we can only stretch our necks and let them take our heads? "
No one knew who roared, but with a "chi" sound, a flying sword shot out.
Chi! Chi!
Chi! At least a thousand flying swords converged into a terrifying sword river. Sword intent filled the sky as it swept out.
That Sanskrit disciple only had time to reveal a look of fear before he was instantly torn to pieces by the sharp sword light. He was ground into a bloody mist, not even a speck of dust was left.
All the flying swords returned to their owners. The Kun Xu Divine Sect disciples around Su Fang acted as if nothing had happened. They were all expressionless, as if they were saying, "I wasn't the one who killed him just now."
"Good, good, good. Sanskrit will definitely settle this debt with Kun Xu Divine Sect." Fan Xu's cold gaze swept past the Kun Xu Divine Sect disciples and finally landed on Su Fang's face.
"There's a debt that this young master will settle with Sanskrit right now." Su Fang flew out from the protection of the disciples and slowly flew towards the Sanskrit disciples.
Only now did people notice that Su Fang wasn't riding a sword. Instead, he was controlling the natural power of fire as he stood in the air.
True God Realm Deities mainly focused on condensing divine energy. Although they could communicate with nature, it was very difficult for them to control the power of nature. Only those with high grade Godheads could barely control the natural energy with the help of powerful divine abilities or divine artifacts.
For Su Fang to be able to stand in the air so calmly, it was clear that his control over the natural energy had already reached the Heavenly God Realm. It was truly unbelievable.
What made people even more confused was that Kun Xu Divine Sect disciples mainly cultivated the Great Dao of Earth. Su Fang had fused with a mid grade Earth Level Godhead. How could he control the fire spiritual energy so easily?
Moreover, the natural energy in the Sui You Cave was very different from the outside world. It was the kind of primordial aura where the five elements were indistinguishable and the laws of the Great Dao were vague and rough. It was very difficult for Deities to control it.
However, Su Fang wasn't affected in the slightest. Instead, he was able to control it with ease. This was even more shocking.
A hundred zhang away from the Sanskrit disciples, Su Fang raised his finger and pointed at Fan Chong, revealing a domineering aura, "You attacked and threw this Young Lord into the Sui You Cave. If this Young Lord didn't have supreme fortune, I would've died without a doubt. How can I not take revenge for such a great enmity? Fan Chong, get out here! "
"Arrogant!"
"Arrogant, reckless!"
The Sanskrit disciples shouted angrily.
Fan Chong sneered arrogantly, "So what if I kill you? I only regret that I wasn't ruthless enough and allowed an ant like you to survive. That's why you're in such a mess now. If there's a chance, this Young Lord won't be lenient. I'll crush every bone in your body inch by inch and make you wish you were dead! "
"You won't have another chance because you're about to die in my hands."
Su Fang's cold and embarrassed voice was filled with a domineering aura that looked down on everything.
"This Young Lord is right here, why don't you come and kill me?" Fan Chong looked at Su Fang provocatively.
"As you wish!"
Su Fang stepped in the air. Every step he took, a ball of fire would condense under his feet. Just like that, he stepped on the fire and charged at Fan Chong.
"You're courting death!"
There were more than a dozen Sanskrit geniuses who followed Fan Xu into the Elemental Ruins. Su Fang had killed two of them and three of them had died when they were trying to catch the Prehistoric Inflammation. Now, there were only eight left.
Other than Fan Xu and Fan Chong, the other six people roared angrily, their auras exploding as they pounced towards Su Fang like enraged beasts.
"Scram!"
Su Fang punched out.
The Fire Elemental energy in the Sui You Cave was triggered by Su Fang's punch and swept towards him. Then, with the power of the punch, a terrifying aura that could burn everything exploded and collided with the aura of the six Sanskrit geniuses.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! The lava below surged and the energy in the air shook violently. Shocking waves of fire swept out in all directions.
Cracks appeared in the space. The collision of the two forces caused the Elemental Ruins to shatter. The turbulence of the void seeped in through the cracks in space, bringing with it the aura of nature.
The six geniuses spurted out blood and were sent flying. Their auras were shattered, and their divine bodies were burned until they fell off layer by layer. Black smoke with the aroma of barbecued meat was sizzling out.
Su Fang was also blasted back several dozen feet away, but he was unscathed.
"How can a Sixth Firmament True God deity possibly possess such powerful strength?"
Fan Xu was also affected. Sensing Su Fang's powerful attack, he revealed a look of disbelief.
"Prehistoric Inflammation, it's the aura of the Prehistoric Inflammation!"
Xia Qijun suddenly understood. His eyes flashed with a terrifying light as he stared at Su Fang.
Everyone else's eyes lit up as they looked at Su Fang. Their eyes were filled with surprise and intense greed.
Xia Qijun was indeed an expert of the Transcending Heaven God Realm. His speculation was correct. Su Fang had borrowed the power of the Prehistoric Inflammation.
The Prehistoric Inflammation fused the Yin Yang and Pure Yang energy in the Chaos Origin Divine Mirror. It was easy for Su Fang to fuse with it. However, the Prehistoric Inflammation had yet to fully recover. Su Fang could only temporarily fuse the Prehistoric Inflammation with his body and devour its power.
The Sui You Cave was the territory of the Prehistoric Inflammation. Other than its own terrifying power, it also had the ability to easily control the Fire Elemental energy.
The Prehistoric Inflammation was a treasure of heaven and earth. What kind of terrifying existence was it?
Borrowing its power and divine aura to send the six Heavenly Gods flying was as easy as flipping one's hand.
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