Chapter 258: Heh... A Heaven Demon Phoenix? Looks Delicious!
The Wind and Thunder Mountain Range!
In the sky, a figure dressed in black stood suspended in midair, a faint smile on his lips as he gazed down at the cloud covered, thunder ridden mountain range below. The booming sounds of lightning interwove with the thick mist surrounding the peaks.
As Lu Bu's voice echoed through the air, the entire Wind and Thunder Mountain Range seemed to awaken. Countless bursts of energy flared up, and the rolling thunder grew even louder, shaking the very air.
"Silence!"
Just as the furious disciples and elders of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion were about to charge out and confront Lu Bu, a low and commanding voice rang out, immediately suppressing everyone.
"It's the Thunder Master!"
"The Thunder Master has taken action!"
At once, countless voices murmured in astonishment, and the previously explosive auras began to calm down. Since the Thunder Master himself was stepping in, there was no need for them to act they could simply stand back and observe.
Swoosh!
As the commanding voice fell, the air rippled. Five figures emerged before Lu Bu, stepping out from the void. Four men and one woman an elder, three middle aged men, and a young woman.
"Who are you?" the Thunder Master demanded, his voice low and his eyes flickering with arcs of lightning. His oppressive aura surged forth, bearing down heavily on Lu Bu.
"Haven't you already figured that out?" Lu Bu chuckled, a silver token appearing in his palm with a flick of his hand. A faint black glint flashed in his eyes, and a subtle ripple spread out from his body.
The Thunder Master's terrifying aura, pressing down like a tidal wave, dissipated silently as it neared Lu Bu's figure.
Impressive.
Behind the Thunder Master, Feng Qing'er's cyan silver Dou Qi wings trembled slightly. Her phoenix like eyes narrowed this man's methods were unbelievably strange.
The Thunder Master's gaze flickered with caution, though he quickly masked it. However, Fei Tian, the North Pavilion Master, suddenly froze, his eyes locking onto the silver token in Lu Bu's hand as he growled, "Damn it! That's Elder Shen's token!"
"Exactly," Lu Bu replied with a smile. "I killed him and took his storage ring."
"You bastard!" Fei Tian's eyes turned bloodshot, and his already grim expression darkened further, filled with murderous intent.
In the next moment, the faint sound of crackling lightning could be heard as Fei Tian's figure abruptly disappeared.
"Heh… You think your petty tricks can fool me?" Lu Bu sneered. With a single step forward, he clenched his hand, summoning a large, serpentine flame made of vibrant green fire.
With a whip like motion of the serpent's tail and a hiss, the fiery creature shot toward the void with incredible speed.
Boom!
A deafening explosion resounded as searing waves of heat swept through the air. From the firestorm, Fei Tian's figure stumbled backward, his body swaying. Silver light glimmered beneath his feet as he tried to stabilize himself, his expression a mixture of fury and shock.
"Stand down, Fei Tian!" the Thunder Master barked, his tone sharp. At this point, Fei Tian was in a pitiful state his silver robes were riddled with holes, his hair singed and curling with smoke, and the smell of burnt fabric clung to him. His energy fluctuations were erratic clearly, he had suffered significant damage.
"Is that... a Heavenly Flame?" Fei Tian's pupils contracted as he cried out in alarm. His defeat wasn't just due to the man's overwhelming spiritual strength but also because of the ferocity of that blazing, uncontrollable fire!
Hearing this, the expressions of the two Pavilion Masters from the South and West pavilions darkened. A Heavenly Flame combined with overwhelming spiritual power this only led to one conclusion: this man had to be an alchemist.
"What is your purpose in coming to the Wind and Thunder Pavilion?" the Thunder Master asked as he stepped forward, shielding the others behind him. His expression was solemn, and his tone sharp.
"This?" Lu Bu toyed with Shen Yun's token in his hand, smirking. "Your Elder Shen made a little promise before he died he said the Wind and Thunder North Pavilion would never let me go. So... heh heh heh, I've come to pull out the weeds by their roots."
"Fei Tian, come out and face your death!"
"Today, I'm only here to kill the North Pavilion Master, Fei Tian!"
Lu Bu's face twisted into a savage expression as he stepped forward. Green flames surged around him, and an immense spiritual power erupted like a tidal wave. A massive pillar of fire shot into the heavens, blazing so brightly that it seemed to pierce the skies.
Instantly, the wind and thunder energies that filled the Wind and Thunder Mountain Range scattered like frightened mice, fleeing in every direction.
Hearing this, both Fei Tian and the Thunder Master's faces darkened. This man's combat strength likely rivaled that of a peak Dou Zong. Coupled with his alchemist identity and unknown background, it was likely he possessed even more hidden trump cards.
Behind them, the Pavilion Masters of the South and West exchanged glances, a strange expression crossing their faces. What to say? This man's strength was terrifying, his enmity clear and absolute. But this situation was a headache for the Thunder Master after all, wasn't it only fair for Fei Tian to clean up the mess he had made?
Feng Qing'er, standing silently nearby, watched the confrontation with cold eyes. She remained unfazed by the man's overwhelming spiritual aura. After all, she had endured the far greater pressure of her own bloodline the lineage of the Heaven Demon Phoenix.
Compared to that, the oppressive aura of a mere peak Dou Zong? Insignificant.
A faint trace of mockery flickered in her expression. Such arrogance. If he were in the Beast Region, he would have been flayed alive and roasted as a meal long ago.
What a fool.
"Do you truly intend to wage war with the Wind and Thunder Pavilion?" the Thunder Master roared, his voice booming as his immense aura surged to life.
Under this immense pressure, dark thunderclouds gathered over the mountain range, and the deafening sound of thunder filled the sky. Lightning flashed continuously, illuminating the stormy heavens.
"Hah! Wage war?" Lu Bu sneered, taking another step forward. A chilling, bone white aura suddenly exploded outward as a sharp, murderous intent rose from him, piercing the clouds above.
"Heh heh heh… What makes your Wind and Thunder Pavilion worthy of such words?"
"It really is the Heaven's Netherworld Shura Hand!" the three Pavilion Masters exclaimed in unison, their pupils shrinking in horror.
The Thunder Master's expression turned grim. He couldn't gauge the man's full strength, nor could he predict his next move. This unfamiliar foe's overwhelming confidence and unknown capabilities left him feeling deeply uneasy a sensation he hadn't experienced in years.
"Thunder Master, the Wind and Thunder North Pavilion has insulted me first. If there is no explanation today, this cannot be resolved!" Lu Bu's voice was chilling, brimming with killing intent. "I'll say this one last time: today, this matter concerns only the Wind and Thunder North Pavilion and has nothing to do with you. If you don't step aside, I'll destroy you along with them!"
As his voice fell, a faint silver light shone behind him. A massive skeletal figure slowly emerged, emanating an overwhelming soul force that sent shivers through the air.
The Thunder Master's expression changed drastically this was a soul attack! This person was no ordinary figure. But amidst his shock, a sharp glint flashed in the Thunder Master's eyes. "Very well, I will give you an explanation!"
"Fei Tian, apologize! Make amends!"
"Sir, if you have any demands, just state them. As long as the Wind and Thunder Pavilion can provide them, we will not hesitate!"
Lu Bu's gaze shifted to Fei Tian, a faint glimmer of amusement flashing in his eyes. As expected of an old fox taking advantage of even the slightest opportunity the moment I ease my tone.
Fei Tian, noticing Lu Bu's attention shift to him, turned red with anger. His people had been killed, and now he was being asked to apologize and make amends? How humiliating!
But as his eyes glanced toward the eerie skeletal figure behind Lu Bu, a chill ran through his heart. If that soul attack were unleashed, he would undoubtedly be crippled!
Taking a deep breath, Fei Tian slowly lowered his head and spoke in a deep voice, "Sir, I apologize. My subordinates acted rashly and offended you. I sincerely hope you can let bygones be bygones."
Better to endure humiliation now than to risk everything there will be a chance for revenge later!
"An apology is just words without sincerity. You need to offer something tangible." Lu Bu's tone was indifferent. With a flick of his wrist, a wide silver scroll appeared in his hand. "I already have your Three Thousand Lightning Movement. This Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body is quite intriguing let me borrow it for a look."
He extended his hand toward Fei Tian.
"Sir, the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body is an ancient, high grade Earth rank Dou Technique. It is one of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion's core treasures!" Fei Tian roared angrily.
The Thunder Master's face grew grim, but a subtle gleam flashed in his eyes. Perhaps... we can use this as an opportunity to test his limits?
"Sir, the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body can be given to you, but under one condition," the Thunder Master said in a low voice. "You must refrain from using your soul power and fight one round with my disciple. If you win, the Wind and Thunder Pavilion will comply with your demands. If not, I ask you to leave immediately."
"Your disciple?" Lu Bu's gaze turned toward Feng Qing'er. What's this old fox up to? He doesn't even have confidence in defeating me himself, so why send Feng Qing'er?
"What? You're afraid?" Feng Qing'er sneered as she stepped forward. "Or is it that without your soul power, you're nothing at all?"
"Heh..." Lu Bu chuckled coldly. Where does this girl get her confidence?
"Shall we head to my pavilion's training arena?" the Thunder Master suggested. "Or, you may leave now, and we'll consider the matter settled."
Lu Bu sneered and, in a flash, his figure appeared in a spacious plaza within the Wind and Thunder Mountain Range.
The two Pavilion Masters of the South and West pavilions immediately followed, clearing the area of disciples and elders. This level of combat was not something ordinary disciples or officials should witness.
"Thunder Master, are we going to…" Fei Tian's expression darkened as he gestured a throat slitting motion.
"Idiot!" the Thunder Master snapped, glaring at Fei Tian. Then, he turned to Feng Qing'er and said, "Qing'er, use your movement technique and speed to test him. I want to see if he has mastered Three Thousand Lightning Movement."
Feng Qing'er raised a delicate brow. Could the Nine Heavens Sovereign's previous visit to the Wind and Thunder Pavilion have been related to the Three Thousand Lightning Movement? She knew of the event but wasn't privy to the details.
"If he killed Elder Shen and seized his storage ring, he's likely already practiced the technique..." Feng Qing'er's eyes flickered thoughtfully as she posed another concern.
"Heh. I can tell if he's just started learning it." The Thunder Master smirked coldly. "I've studied Three Thousand Lightning Movement my entire life I'd recognize it instantly."
"Understood," Feng Qing'er replied, exhaling deeply.
Fei Tian, overhearing their conversation, grinned sinisterly. If this really is the person the Nine Heavens Sovereign was searching for, then things will get interesting. I'd like to see if your so called 'big brother' truly has the potential to become a Dou Di.
In the vast arena below, only three figures remained. All the disciples, elders, and officials had been cleared out by the South and West Pavilion Masters.
Lu Bu's gaze flickered. He couldn't figure out what the Thunder Master was planning. Did they intend to ambush him? If so... the Wind and Thunder Pavilion's treasures might as well be his.
Still, he wasn't too worried. As long as he refrained from using the pavilion's own Dou Techniques or the Heaven Demon Phoenix Wings, nothing should go wrong.
Swoosh!
A figure appeared in a flash not far away, Feng Qing'er's cold expression and poised figure came into view.
"Though I don't know where your soul power comes from, it's nothing but borrowed authority," Feng Qing'er mocked. "Show me what you've really got, and don't embarrass yourself by failing to take even one of my moves."
"You're the first Dou Huang who's dared to speak to me like this," Lu Bu replied flatly. "So, where's what I'm asking for?"
Feng Qing'er raised her hand, revealing a wide scroll. A faint smirk tugged at her lips as she coldly declared, "You want this? Then let's see if you even have the life to claim it!"
"Yapping bird!" Lu Bu scoffed dismissively.
Feng Qing'er's expression instantly turned icy, her murderous intent surging to its peak. That was the one term she hated the most.
"You're seeking death!" Feng Qing'er shouted. With a muffled whoosh, a colorful ribbon infused with lightning shot out, sharp as a sword, heading straight for Lu Bu's throat.
Rip!
A muffled sound echoed as the silk ribbon pierced through Lu Bu's throat, but no blood appeared.
"An afterimage?"
Feng Qing'er's expression shifted. How could this man be so fast?
"Qing'er, be careful!" The Thunder Master's face changed drastically, unable to stop himself from shouting a warning.
But it was already too late. As a cold chill spread through Feng Qing'er's heart and lightning flickered beneath her feet, signaling her intent to use Three Thousand Lightning Movement to evade, a fist cloaked in a vivid green flame suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Wha… what?!" Feng Qing'er exclaimed, shocked by the sheer speed.
"Kehehe…" Lu Bu sneered as he swung his fist.
Boom!
A surge of energy exploded, and the massive fist slammed mercilessly into her pretty face.
Nosebleed gushing, Feng Qing'er screamed as she was sent flying, smashing into the ground and creating a massive crater. She lay there groaning, unable to get up for quite some time.
Lu Bu sneered, casually tossing a colorful storage ring in his hand. With a flick of his finger, a wide silver scroll appeared in his palm it was the Three Thousand Lightning Illusion Body he had come for.
"Gulp… Thunder Master…" Fei Tian swallowed hard. "Could you tell if he's using Three Thousand Lightning Movement?"
This guy is insane… Why does he keep aiming for the face?
"I couldn't tell!" The Thunder Master's face twitched. He hadn't even realized that the man's first move was an afterimage.
On the battlefield, Feng Qing'er groggily rose to her feet, blood streaming from her once proud nose. As she moved her tongue, it touched a loose tooth, making her expression darken further.
"You… I'll kill you!!"
With a sharp shriek, Feng Qing'er's overwhelming Dou Qi burst from her body. Behind her, a pair of colorful wings unfurled, and an enormous phantom of a phoenix materialized, flames coiling around its form.
Black flames rose and enveloped the phantom. A strange, overwhelming aura surged out, sweeping across the arena.
"Demon Phoenix Sacred Image! Devour the heavens and the earth!"
Feng Qing'er let out a piercing cry, pointing forward. The phoenix phantom let out a resonant screech, flapping its wings as it dove toward Lu Bu like a meteor.
"Sky Nether Shura Hand!"
Lu Bu sneered, raising his palm and striking outward. A chilling, murderous aura erupted, shaking the heavens and earth.
Boom!
An earth shattering explosion resounded as fierce gales tore through the arena, leaving deep, bottomless cracks across the ground.
Lu Bu sneered as his five fingers clenched, and the massive white skeletal hand tightly grasped the black flamed phoenix phantom.
Crack!
The phoenix phantom shattered into countless fragments of black flame, scattering in every direction. At the same time, a strange ripple of energy swept across the arena.
Feng Qing'er groaned, her delicate body trembling as blood dripped from the corner of her mouth. Her aura weakened drastically.
When the sacred image was destroyed, she suffered the backlash.
However, at that moment, Lu Bu suddenly frowned. His storage ring trembled violently, and a jade bottle containing a mix of green and crimson blood broke free, appearing midair. A terrifying, overwhelming energy surged out of the bottle.
"Ugh… troublesome thing," Lu Bu muttered with a furrowed brow. He hadn't expected this thing to emerge on its own.
In the distance, Feng Qing'er, weakened and pale, looked up in shock at the jade bottle emanating green and crimson light. Her face twisted in terror.
"This… this is…" The Thunder Master froze in confusion.
"Ancient Phoenix Blood? That's Ancient Phoenix Blood!" Feng Qing'er shrieked. "You actually possess Ancient Phoenix Blood? You… you have the audacity to touch something that belongs to my Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan?!"
"Thunder Master, Pavilion Masters, help me capture him! The Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan will surely reward you greatly!"
Hearing this, Fei Tian's expression shifted from shock to delight. Finally, you're in trouble. Touching something that belongs to the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan? Not even a Dou Di could save you now!
"Oh? So you're a Heaven Demon Phoenix?" Lu Bu's lips curled into a faint, mocking smile.
"That's right!" Feng Qing'er wiped the blood from her lips, sneering. "Daring to touch the sacred blood of my Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan whether you flee to the heavens or the earth, you will face relentless pursuit. Surrender… surre "
Feng Qing'er's voice faltered as she noticed something off about Lu Bu.
A dazzling purple gold light glimmered in his eyes, and fine, dark golden scales began to grow from his neck, covering his skin.
A strange and boundless pressure spread from his body, making Feng Qing'er feel an uncontrollable urge to kneel and bow.
"Kehehe…" Lu Bu cackled, his right hand writhing and transforming into a massive dragon claw covered in dense golden scales.
"So, you're a Heaven Demon Phoenix… You look quite exquisite. I bet you taste delicious..."
Feng Qing'er's pupils contracted sharply. Her once arrogant face froze, and a chilling fear rushed from her spine to the top of her head.
Hisssss !
In the distance, the four leaders of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion froze in place. Their eyes bulged as they stammered in terror:
"Tha… That's a… Void Ancient Dragon?!"
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