Chapter 1165, The Shocking Battle

Translator: Silavin

  

*Siii…*

 

Beneath the sweeping crimson staff shadows, even the air itself let out a sound, twisted and warped by the sheer temperature. It was the sort of heat that could set rock on fire.

 

This sight caused a flicker of mild curiosity to cross Qin Yichen’s eyes.

 

[His staff is truly something to be wary of. It had managed to produce an assault of this magnitude. It clearly has some deep connection to the Golden Flame Race itself.]

 

An attack of this nature would drive an ordinary Peak Stage Martial Ancestor to despair. But Qin Yichen felt quietly confident that a chest plate, capable of withstanding residual divine techniques, was not going to be troubled by something of this level.

 

“Seeking death!” Seeing Qin Yichen’s posture, Jin Mi let out a cold snort. The sweeping staff shadows crashed downward.

 

*Boom!*

 

Beneath the gaze of countless eyes, those staff shadows, each carrying a terrifying might, crashed down in an overwhelming torrent.

 

In a single moment, a ferocious gale tore out like a hurricane. The ground surrounding Qin Yichen suffered what could only be described as a very bad day, shattering completely, crumbled to fragments.

 

Countless gazes fixed upon the very centre of the shockwave, all rather keen to know whether the one who had emerged unscathed from several hundred people hitting him simultaneously would also emerge unscathed from Jin Mi unrestrained assault.

 

“Jin Mi, you are dreaming if you think this level of strength is enough to kill me. Are you trying to be cute?” While the crowd was still suspended in breathless uncertainty, Qin Yichen’s voice erupted from within that raging disturbance.

 

And then a figure shot out from within it, howling through the air directly toward Jin Mi.

 

An assault. He was launching an assault.

 

At Jin Mi.

 

Many faces went slack at that moment.

 

Jin Mi, wielding the Reincarnating Flame Ghost Staff, was within the Martial Ancestor Realm, basically without equal. Yet here was an obscure young man who had just weathered his assault and decided the appropriate response was to attack back.

 

His nerve and capability, truly there was no comparison.

 

“You bastard. You think a few parlour tricks are enough to stand against me!” Faced with Qin Yichen’s provocation, Jin Mi erupted into fury. He moved, flickering outward.

 

The two figures collided.

 

In an instant, the violent assault exploded, and wave after wave of energy that changed people’s expressions swept out in every direction like madness unleashed.

 

**Bang!* Thud!*

 

Beneath the gaze of countless eyes, the two figures clashed with wild ferocity. In the span of a brief moment, they had already exchanged several dozen blows, the ground between them torn apart in all directions. The shockwaves alone made onlookers’ eyelids twitch involuntarily.

 

“Heavens, he is holding his own against Jin Mi in a direct confrontation. He is not even at a disadvantage!”

 

“Even among the young prodigies of Top Tier Races, few can stand against Jin Mi. To think this guy has actually managed to do it!”

 

“Damn it! To think we were foolish enough to go and surround a person like this?”

 

The terrifying battle left the faces of countless experts stunned speechless. Among them, not a few had gone visibly pale.

 

The reason they were reluctant to offend Top Tier Races went beyond merely the weight of their backing. It was also that prodigies from Top Tier Races possessed foundations so deep and strong that they simply could not be matched.

 

“He… must surely be backed by some Top Tier Race. But which one? Why has his name never been heard before?”

 

At this moment, Qing Luan’s expression had also grown rather grave.

 

He had not anticipated this. Qin Yichen’s combat strength was frightening on a level that exceeded his expectations. Even going all out himself, he would probably only barely manage to fight Jin Mi to a standstill.

 

*Boom!*

 

Suddenly, a tremendous sound erupted from the battlefield, and both figures retreated simultaneously by a full hundred metres.

 

“Ha! Is that all there is to the Golden Flame Race?” Once Qin Yichen had steadied himself, he threw back his head and laughed.

 

On his body, the contoured lines of his musculature were perfectly visible, defined and unhidden.

 

In the entire exchange, he had not employed a single piece of the Myriad Dao Divine Armour. He had fought Jin Mi to a draw using nothing but his own raw strength.

 

Across from him, Jin Mi’s expression was thunderously dark.

 

He had assumed this would be easy. He had been seriously wrong. Worse, he had noticed that his opponent’s physical body was actually stronger than his own. Were it not for his Yuan Energy holding a slight advantage, he suspected the earlier exchange might have gone slightly less well for him than it had.

 

To be fought to a standstill by someone who had appeared from nowhere… Moreover, by someone who had just survived a brutal all-out battle with hundreds of experts… Jin Mi could not bear the humiliation.

 

The continuous mockery was not helping matters either.

 

“You bastard, you dare frolic about before me like this! Today, I shall show you what the limit of the Martial Ancestor Realm truly looks like!”

 

With a furious roar from Jin Mi, a vast, surging Yuan Energy rose behind him like ocean waves. It was enormous and fearsome. The momentum was alarming to behold.

 

Beneath that terrifyingly immense wave of Yuan Energy, countless experts felt their own expressions grow solemn. Their feet retreated automatically, putting further distance between themselves and Jin Mi’s next inevitable assault, lest they become bystanders who very much regretted their proximity.

 

*Hmph!* Jin Mi let out a cold snort. His palm shook, and from within the Reincarnating Flame Ghost Staff, flames billowed outward.

 

That flame, with astonishing speed, rapidly condensed into a peculiar Demonic Beast.

 

Its form could not be clearly made out. It was as though it had no fixed appearance at all. It looked like a mass of pure flame, which ceaselessly radiated a scorching and violent energy.

 

“That is… the Golden Flame!”

 

Watching that peculiar Demonic Beast take shape, more than a few faces were overtaken by shock.

 

The Golden Flame Race was a Race born of flame itself. In their weakest Form, their physical bodies could traverse boiling magma at leisure. With even a modicum of cultivation, they became frightening beyond measure.

 

This was, in no small part, why the Golden Flame Race had remained permanently among the Top Tier Races, undisturbed and unchallenged.

 

Jin Mi had not transformed into his True Form and yet the flame-light emanating from that Reincarnating Flame Ghost Staff in his hand was already something that demanded to be taken seriously.

 

“To die beneath this technique of mine. Brat, that is something to be proud of.” The ferocity on Jin Mi’s face slowly collected itself, settling instead into something more composed and rather more frightening.

 

And as his words fell, the vast Yuan Energy surging behind him like ocean waves flooded madly into the Reincarnating Flame Ghost Staff in his hands.