AWB Chapter 1190 Fire Storm
Chapter 1190 Fire Storm
The flames came to life the instant they crossed the boundary line.
It was not merely a dramatic change in temperature, but rather the gradual awakening of a powerful, long-dormant will.
The ground beneath our feet seemed to be awakened, continuously emitting the sticky yet powerful pulsating sound unique to flowing lava.
At the same time, the raging sea of fire in front of them let out a deafening roar, so loud that it hurt one's eardrums.
As the roar resounded, the entire space began to tremble violently and rapidly contracted and compressed towards the center at a visible speed!
The flames that were raging and rampant suddenly became unusually obedient. As if controlled by an invisible hand, they quickly gathered together and became tightly intertwined.
In the blink of an eye, these flames merged into a massive, terrifying firestorm that stretched straight to the sky, resembling a huge, crimson ancient beast that was baring its fangs and claws as it pounced on the uninvited guests who dared to trespass. The scorching heat emanating from its gaping maw was enough to turn anything to ashes.
The air was now filled with the strong, pungent smell of sulfur and the nauseating smell of burnt ash, but deeper within this sea of fire, countless tiny sounds seemed to crackle and pop.
If you listen carefully, you can find that these sounds are actually extremely eerie and fanatical whispers. They are like a group of greedy demons, constantly eroding people's minds and willpower, trying to drive them into madness.
"The eye of the storm is the only way through," Su Mingyi's voice was unusually clear and calm amidst the deafening roar of flames, but beneath that calm was a fighting spirit taut to the extreme. "I'll clear the way!"
He stepped forward, facing the devastating torrent of fire. The previously restrained, annihilating sword intent around him erupted without reservation!
That's not just simple cold air.
A deep, dark aura, like an eternal night, spread out from him. Wherever it reached, the raging flames were eerily "stilled" for a moment. It wasn't that they were frozen, but rather that some more fundamental "annihilation" was taking place—the leaping flames dimmed in color, and the intense temperature suddenly dropped, as if even the concept of "burning" itself was being eroded and erased by that deep black sword intent.
"Buzz!"
The sword in his hand emitted a long groan of mixed excitement and pain. Dark runes lit up the blade, emitting a chilling black light.
Su Mingyi's eyes were sharp as swords, locking onto the most chaotic core of the storm. His arm muscles bulged, and he suddenly swung his sword down!
"Sword of Annihilation, Break!"
A black sword aura, condensed to its extreme and seemingly capable of absorbing and annihilating even light, flew out from the sword.
It's not a slash, it's more like an "erasure".
Wherever the sword energy passed, the spinning, cutting fire blades silently disintegrated into the most basic sparks, which then completely dimmed and disappeared.
The raging wall of flames was forcibly "carved" out a void passage, and the flames at the edge of the passage rolled in vain, unable to cross the deep darkness.
But this passage appeared so narrow and fragile amidst the boundless sea of fire, with flames surging in from all sides, trying to fill it.
"go!"
Su Mingyi gave a low shout, and his body followed the sword, transforming into a streak of black lightning that shot directly into the passage he had cleaved open.
He dared not pause for a moment, his longsword dancing into a ball of destructive black light, unleashing a continuous stream of annihilating sword energy that widened and solidified the newly formed passage, firmly resisting the closing force of the flames on both sides.
Every step felt incredibly heavy.
The closer you get to the eye of the storm, the more terrifying the oppressive force originating from the very source of the flames becomes.
The air was as thick as magma, and every breath burned my lungs.
The flow of spiritual energy was sluggish and obscure, as if it were bound by invisible chains of flame.
Even more terrifying, within the flame storm, streaks of crimson-gold, almost solid fire snakes began to condense. They were agile and cunning, attacking from tricky angles, attempting to bypass the frontal defense of the Annihilation Sword Intent and scorch his soul.
Yu Shuheng followed closely behind, shouting, "The azure sky revolves, all laws are shattered!"
He formed hand seals, and the pure wood-elemental spiritual power within his body surged forth. However, instead of transforming into a giant shield to withstand the flames, it formed a layer of ever-flowing, semi-transparent azure barrier that enveloped Su Xiaoya and Langlang.
The barrier's surface was covered with countless fine runes, like the veins of a living plant's leaves. These runes not only blocked the stray fire blades and terrifying heat leaking from Su Mingyi's sword, but also gently deflected and deflected the all-pervasive pressure of the flames and the power to erode the soul.
Su Xiaoya's face was slightly pale, clearly also resisting the pressure, but her eyes were firm, and the short blade in her hand emitted a sharp golden light, accurately shattering the occasional streams of fire that shot through the gaps in the Azure Rhyme Barrier.
Langlang let out a low roar, its body gleaming with a thick, earthy yellow sheen, its muscles bulging as it steadily protected Su Xiaoya from the side and behind, using its body as the last barrier. At the same time, its blood and qi surged, actively absorbing the scattered fire energy to temper its muscles and bones. With a muffled groan, blood spilled from the corner of its mouth, but its eyes grew even more fierce and bright.
The four formed a tight wedge formation, traversing the dark passage that Su Mingyi had opened with his Annihilation Sword Intent, which was constantly being squeezed and stretched open.
The most dangerous moment has arrived.
They finally reached the heart of the storm.
Unlike the chaotic and disorderly outer area, where fire blades crisscross, the pressure here is ten times greater!
The void seemed to solidify, and the viscous, crimson-gold flames flowed slowly like liquid, converging into a huge vortex.
At the center of the vortex, a blindingly bright white flame burned silently, emanating a primal energy that sent shivers down the spine.
"Roar!"
The crimson-gold liquid flames suddenly condensed, transforming into a blurry phantom of a giant fire beast, which let out a silent roar at the leading black-clad swordsman. A surge of intent, mixed with ancient violence and pure destruction, crashed down like a tidal wave!
Su Mingyi was the first to be hit. He groaned, and blood instantly seeped from his seven orifices. His sword strike faltered.
But a fierce glint flashed in his eyes. Instead of backing down, he charged forward, meeting the impact of that intent head-on, and poured all his mind and spiritual power into the sword.
"Nirvana...no birth!"
A black sword arc, ten times deeper than before and seemingly capable of tearing apart even the "nothingness" itself, silently swept across the scene.
There was no earth-shattering noise.
The fiery behemoth phantom's movements abruptly ceased, and then, starting from the center, like a pencil drawing being erased, it vanished inch by inch, disappearing without a trace, returning to endless darkness and nothingness.
The blazing white primordial fireball also trembled violently.
The passage is finally fully open!
The four of them used all their skills, speeding past the center of the gradually closing vortex of flames like arrows released from a bow.
The moment I stepped out of the storm's range, the devastating roar behind me seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, abruptly stopping as if separated by a transparent membrane.
The feeling of utter exhaustion surged through their bodies like a tide, but then, three warm, pure, pale golden flames, imbued with a strange Daoist charm, descended from the sky like auspicious omens, landing between the brows of Su Mingyi, Yu Shuheng, and Su Xiaoya respectively.
When the seed of enlightenment enters the body, the burning sensation is like a gentle spring breeze, soft and warm. It not only does not harm people, but also brings a clear understanding of the essence of the spiritual power of fire, like a clear spring that quickly soothes the fatigue and wounds of their souls.
Although Langlang failed to obtain the fire seed, it withstood the storm's pressure and absorbed the fire's energy to refine itself with its tenacious perseverance. At this moment, its blood and qi flowed like surging waves, and its bones emitted a series of crisp cracking sounds. The strength of its physical body and the refinement of its spiritual power were like a phoenix rising from the ashes, clearly reaching a new level.
Leaning on his sword, Su Mingyi looked back at the boundless sea of fire that was still surging but no longer aimed at them. He wiped the blood off his face, and deep in his eyes, besides exhaustion, there was a sharp glint of light, like the first ray of dawn breaking through countless shackles after overcoming numerous hardships.
Second stage – Passed!
What the four of them gained was not only the spark and the improvement of their strength, but also the tacit understanding and a more steadfast heart toward the Dao forged on the edge of life and death.
The road ahead was still distorted by the scorching heatwave, making it difficult to see clearly.