Chapter 234: Ruthless Tactics

Chapter 234: Ruthless Tactics

"Alright, deal!" Lin Langtian agreed to Xing Lie's request without hesitation.

Seeing Lin Langtian's decisive response, Xing Lie was taken aback. Though clearly curious about Lin Langtian's background, he could only stay silent. This mysterious young man seemed far from reckless, and if he was willing to confront the Zhao Dynasty, he must have something to rely on. Xing Lie had encountered numerous inconspicuous yet terrifyingly powerful figures on the Ancient Battlefield, and he couldn't be certain that Lin Langtian wasn't one of them.

"Who do you think you are, daring to snatch prey from the Zhao Dynasty's jaws?" Zhao Wu sneered, anger flashing in his eyes as he realized Lin Langtian's intentions.

"It seems a lot of arrogant fools have been arriving in Wanxiang City lately, but no one's been brazen enough to provoke the Zhao Dynasty—until now!" Zhao Wu's face turned cold, his eyes merciless. "Kill him. Leave no one alive!"

Swish!

At Zhao Wu's command, a dozen powerful Zhao Dynasty warriors shot forward, three of whom were already at the Three-Yuan Nirvana stage, with the others at the Two-Yuan Nirvana level. They immediately unleashed waves of yuan energy, creating a powerful aura that pressed down on Lin Langtian.

Zhao Wu couldn't hide his smirk. The Ancient Battlefield was full of people from all walks of life, including weaker dynasties that barely understood their own limitations. In his view, Lin Langtian was just another fool, inflated by temporary successes and unaware of his place.

"Be careful!" Xing Lie shouted, concern coloring his face as he saw the wave of attacks hurtling toward Lin Langtian.

But Lin Langtian only gestured behind him, indicating for Xing Lie to stay back without even preparing to counter.

Boom!

The onslaught of yuan energy surged forward like a tidal wave, but before it could reach him, the air around Lin Langtian detonated in a flash of crimson fire. A phoenix-like flame erupted from his body, emanating a ferocious, destructive energy that burned through the incoming attacks with ease.

Lin Langtian had summoned the Vermilion Bird Flame, a fire known less for subtlety and more for overwhelming force. With its terrifying power to incinerate even yuan energy, this flame would make even powerful practitioners wary.

Having fended off the attack, Lin Langtian didn't waste a second, and with a swift movement, he molded the Vermilion Bird Flame into a massive flaming hand that swept down upon the Zhao Dynasty warriors. The heat radiating from it ignited the nearby trees, illuminating the entire mountain range like daylight. The terrifying energy was palpable, even from miles away.

Behind him, Xing Lie swallowed nervously, watching the fiery display in awe. While he'd seen many fire-wielding warriors, he'd never encountered anyone who could summon such a devastating flame with a mere flick of their wrist. He finally understood why Lin Langtian dared to challenge the Zhao Dynasty—it was clear that this fire alone would be a nightmare for even a Five-Yuan Nirvana stage expert.

The sudden assault threw the Zhao Dynasty warriors into panic. They hastily generated golden shields around themselves, hoping to ward off the flames.

"Hmph!" Lin Langtian's eyes narrowed, and he commanded the fiery hand to press down harder. The flaming hand smashed into the golden shields, unleashing a storm of destructive energy. The shields melted under the searing flames, and the warriors' faces went pale as they spat blood, their organs shattered by the impact.

As the flames consumed the remaining warriors, their agonized screams echoed through the sky, lasting only a brief moment before silence returned. When the red flames finally died down, all that remained of the Zhao Dynasty warriors was a scattering of ashes, blown away by the wind.

Lin Langtian watched the ashes drift away without a trace of emotion. In a place like the Ancient Battlefield, mercy was a luxury no one could afford. Had he been weaker, these same men would have gladly done the same to him. Yet to the others, Lin Langtian's chilling efficiency was both terrifying and awe-inspiring.

In less than a minute, three Three-Yuan Nirvana warriors and over a dozen Two-Yuan Nirvana fighters had been reduced to ash. The onlookers, including Zhao Wu and Zhao Gong, were dumbfounded. Even for a Five-Yuan Nirvana expert, such ruthlessness was rare.

"W-What...who are you!?" Zhao Wu stammered, his eyes wide with terror as he looked at Lin Langtian.

"The one who's going to kill you." Lin Langtian's words were cold, and in the brief moment that Zhao Wu and Zhao Gong hesitated, he gave a slight smile. The scattered sparks from his earlier attack reformed, gathering into the shape of a massive fiery phoenix.

The flame phoenix seemed almost alive, radiating an overwhelming aura of power. With a sudden movement, it engulfed Zhao Wu and Zhao Gong.

Despite their higher strength, the two of them barely held out half a minute before the flames overwhelmed them, and with a final scream, their bodies disintegrated.

In the wake of the attack, both Zhao Wu and Zhao Gong—Four-Yuan Nirvana experts—were no more.

(End of Chapter)

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