Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 1561: Zhang Lie Fights Again

"[Blades, Extinguish]!"

Zhang Lie launched a killing blow. Guicang gleamed brightly in Zhang Lie's hands as he infused more and more spiritual energy into it. From the surface of his spiritual sea came waves charging forward, sounding like stampeding hooves, like raging dragons.

Zhang Lie's spiritual sea expanded greatly, past the confines of his own body. As the mistmeld clam soulshard's energy was infused within the blade, it began glowing with multicolored light, simultaneously illusory and real. A sea seemed to rest in the crack between the two domains, unable to be touched or otherwise sensed.

The transient, illusory nature of the light captivated everyone who saw it.

The sword in Zhang Lie's hands burned with scarlet water-attuned genetic energy. Billowing clouds of red-tinted steam surrounded him as though he were a burning pyre.

The high-temperature steam was so hot that it visibly glowed an alarming shade of red.

This domain of scarlet steam was so dangerous that an ordinary lifeform would likely be vaporized without a trace.

The temperature around Zhang Lie grew so hot that his surroundings began to warp. Mirages formed all around him.

One of Zhang Lie's blades glowed with radiant light; the other shone scarlet with water-attuned genetic energy.

The illusory sea combined with the scarlet ocean of reality, the attack simultaneously in the boundary between the real and the illusory, linking together the physical and metaphysical, the real and the abstract.

The two halves of the attack clashed with each other.

The spiritual sea began to burn, as though it had been ignited by the scarlet steam, forming spiritual flame. The scarlet steam, bolstered by the spiritual sea, grew even hotter. Contact with the steam seemed to sap at one's very soul.

Zhang Lie had allowed these two disparate sources of energy to combine, and their merger was so intense that the distinction between the real and illusory began to blur.

The surface of the sea frothed with angry waves, like dragons emerging with the tide. The waves roared through the sea like galloping steeds, like thundering dragons.

From afar, the waves looked like a coven of flaming phoenixes spreading their wings and taking flight; from close up, they looked like flaming dragons.

These manifestations all drew from Zhang Lie's immense spiritual and genetic energy reserves, along with the sword techniques and willpower that he had honed over countless battlefields.

The spiritual sea seemed to belong to a separate dimension altogether, whereas the scarlet water-attuned genetic energy was in Zhang Lie's current dimension. The two sources of energy were linked and made manifest by Zhang Lie, and they both surged forward as Zhang Lie swung his twin blades.

The two blades combined spiritual and genetic energy, willpower and time. All that melded into a tsunami which surged forward.

"Break!"

The eighth Immortal King was forced back in a spray of silver feathers. His Divine Embrace broke, and silver shards filled the air.

Despite the fact that his Divine Embrace was unique,it was far weaker than Zhang Lie's [Blades, Extinguish].

After being assaulted in reality and illusion, in both a physical and spiritual sense, the eighth Immortal King's soul deteriorated even more rapidly. Zhang Lie's sword slash cut away a large chunk of the eighth Immortal King's soul. This technique should have been sufficient to end the fight, but the eighth Immortal King's Divine Embrace restored his soul and physical body as it finally shattered.

The eighth Immortal King's physical body was healed, but his spiritual injuries were so severe that the infusion of energy could only stop it from collapsing further.

Behind the eighth Immortal King appeared an outline of the Hall of Immortals. An ancient aura saturated the arena. The doors to the hall were thrown open as seven indistinct figures emerged.

Upon seeing the familiar technique, Li Feng sucked in a deep breath. "It's that unethical technique again!"

A one-on-one battle suddenly turned into a many-on-one fight, and all the opponents were about as strong as each other. There was no technique more despicable in battle.

Seven indistinct figures struck simultaneously alongside the eighth Immortal King. Some used swords, other sabers, yet other spears. All had made names for themselves in the annals of history, reaching the pinnacle of mastery in their various weapons.

The skies were resplendent with light and energy, shattering as a raging sea emerged. Wind howled, and mist filled the ancient hall.

"[Ninesoul Dragonblade—Third Form: Separating Earth and Sky]!"

The runes of the [Keys of the Elder Gods] appeared once more. They manifested outside Zhang Lie's body and glowed with light.

Strands of black hair floated around Zhang Lie. His eyes were like lightning, as though he were a martial god who had descended from the heavens.

With a sudden shout, as runes flared all over his body, his bones creaked, and his flesh trembled, his essence transformed into a dragon that soared into the air.

The radiance around him intensified.

At that moment, heaven and earth seemed to go silent. the world stopped revolving on its axis, and everything was still. He felt as though he had returned to a primordial era far into the past, to the creation of the universe itself.

As his mind resonated with the realm, Zhang Lie felt as though he was witnessing the creation of the virtual realm itself.

Dawn light shone all around him. His heart and soul seemed to unite with the world all around him, as though he were part of the genesis of the universe.

"Open!"

Zhang Lie murmured softly, but the sound of his voice carried.

A divine chime rang out as Zhang Lie emitted radiant light and cut apart the horizon. The skies split; the black- and white-colored energy that went into the slash erupted like a volcano. White energy drifted toward the skies, and black energy caused the sea to quake.