"Boom!"
As clarity dawned within Xiao Yan's heart, the fierce battle outside neared its climax. In barely a dozen breaths' time, Qing Tan had already begun to show signs of defeat. Even her body bore several severe wounds. She gripped her massive black scythe tightly, her fingers trembling slightly as she stared at the composed face of the Seat King. She had never imagined that his strength would be so overwhelming.
"Though you and I are both at the level of Threefold Reincarnation Tribulation, defeating you isn't difficult," the Seat King sneered. Clenching his fist, dense demonic energy surged around it, congealing into a black crystalline layer. Then, with a devastating roar, he punched toward Qing Tan. The force of the strike distorted and crushed the surrounding space into nothingness.
Facing such a terrifying blow, Qing Tan hastily channeled her yuan power to form a protective barrier over her body. Yet it was no use. The Seat King's attack shattered through her defense with ease. Just as the shadowy punch was about to land on her, a chilly black yuan force suddenly burst forth from within her. It surged outward and transformed into a massive black ice lotus, shielding her in its petals.
The instant the ice lotus appeared, a fearsome cold erupted, instantly dispersing the Seat King's strike. Even he couldn't help but shiver as the icy chill pierced into his bones. He stared at the black lotus, his expression darkening.
"This power… why does it feel so much like the Ice Sovereign's abilities? But wasn't she killed long ago?"
He wasn't the only one shocked. Qing Tan herself was startled. She wasn't surprised by the icy power's origin—this ability had always been hers. She was born with the Sha Demon Body, which had allowed her to absorb all kinds of yin and demonic energy during her early cultivation. But for reasons unknown, that unique constitution had vanished one day. Even she had forgotten it ever existed.
Now, at this critical moment, her long-lost strength suddenly resurfaced and shielded her from the Seat King's attack. Somewhere deep inside her, it felt as if something that had been sealed away was cracking open, like a power she had lost was finally returning.
There was no time to ponder. Qing Tan's jade-like hand tightened. Endless cold energy surged into her palm, condensing into a chilling, blue-edged longsword. Ancient, intricate runes glimmered along its blade—eerily similar to the long-lost Ice Ancestor Talisman!
"Impossible…" the Seat King's pupils shrank slightly. In that moment, Qing Tan's figure overlapped perfectly with that of the Ice Sovereign—the very woman who had nearly killed him with a single sword strike in the past. But hadn't her reincarnation body perished already? Why would her aura appear here again? And more importantly, Qing Tan and that so-called reincarnation had appeared in the same era—how was that possible?
"Ice Abyss Radiant Slash!"
Qing Tan ignored his turmoil. She didn't know how long this restored power would last and dared not waste the opportunity. With one fluid slash, an immense wave of freezing energy coalesced into a blade of light and slashed forward. The chilling aura it exuded made even the Seat King's scalp tingle.
"Devil Emperor Armor!"
With no time to hesitate, the Seat King summoned a pitch-black suit of armor that wrapped tightly around his body. At the same time, surging black demonic energy formed a vast ocean between him and the sword light. Yet the blade carved through it like paper, slamming into his armor with full force.
The blow sent him flying backward. Countless cracks splintered across the black armor. Blood dribbled from the corner of his mouth. He looked down at his fractured armor, a flicker of dread appearing in his eyes.
'To break the Devil Emperor Armor and injure me with a single strike… only the Ice Sovereign has ever done that!'
"Even if I don't know why you're still alive… this time, we won't let you fight back!" The Seat King wiped the blood from his lips, his tone now icy and grim. "Fourth, come out!"
In Qing Tan's grim gaze, another demonic figure slowly took shape—the Fourth Seat King. He said nothing, simply acted. As soon as he appeared, he lunged directly toward the unconscious Xiao Yan. Qing Tan tried to intercept, but the Seat King went berserk, crashing toward her and pinning her down.
The Fourth Seat King's clawed hand neared Xiao Yan's forehead.
And then…
Xiao Yan's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened.
A profound depth lay within those eyes, ancient and ageless. Even with the Fourth Seat King's strength, he froze momentarily. In that breath of hesitation, he saw Xiao Yan calmly lift one finger and press it against his own brow.
"Wrath of the Demon Flame: Primordial Heaven-Melting Light."
A deep voice echoed beside the Fourth Seat King's ears.
The next instant, the Seat King watched in horror as the Fourth Seat King began to dissolve.
Without a scream, without even resistance, his body melted away completely before the Seat King's eyes. A powerful being who had endured three cycles of Reincarnation Tribulation was simply erased—just like that.
The Seat King's heart chilled to the core.
Even though the Fourth Seat King was slightly weaker than himself, their strengths were still nearly equal. Yet Xiao Yan had wiped him out effortlessly. Which meant… he could do the same to him.
No one noticed that a hair-thin beam of light had shot from Xiao Yan's fingertip, piercing into the Fourth Seat King's forehead faster than the eye could follow. It was this tiny beam that had ended his life.
The Primordial Heaven-Melting Light might not be the most destructive among the Nine Wraths of the Demon Flame, but it was the strongest in single-target penetration. It produced no shockwaves, no dramatic display. But when it touched a living being, it could annihilate their body, energy, and soul in an instant.
It was named 'Heaven-Melting' because legend claimed that if the sky were tangible, this power could melt it away entirely. Such was its terror.
Even though Xiao Yan was still in a heavily wounded state, erasing the Fourth Seat King was still easily within his means.
(End of Chapter)
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