Douluo Continent: Starting with a Heavenly Fire Judgment

Chapter 406 Nan Qiuqiu's Excitement

Fudo Myo-o raised the Blazing King Sword high. The sword, formed from condensed flames, was incredibly solid, as if it truly possessed a physical form. The burning flames seemed to engulf everything around it in endless heat waves.

The sword tip pointed to the sky, and then, with the force of a thunderbolt, it slashed fiercely at the bone dragon that was pouncing on.

The enormous bone dragon, its body ablaze with icy blue flames, charged toward Fudo Myo-o like a moth drawn to a flame.

The Blazing King Sword, carrying a wave of heat, cleaved through the sky. Wherever the sword's edge passed, space seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind scorching marks.

A dazzling light shone on the competition stage, with ice blue and crimson colors blooming in the air.

Zheng Zhan stared blankly at the scene, his pupils contracting as he looked at the ice-blue and crimson spheres of light spreading in the air. He felt goosebumps all over his body, and he couldn't even be sure what would happen if he were in it.

What kind of power is that?!

At that moment, the intensity of their attacks had reached the peak of an eight-ring Soul Douluo, which even a Title Douluo couldn't withstand.

He didn't know that Ji Lin hadn't even used his full strength yet; he hadn't used a single amplification soul skill, and his battle with Yan Feng could only be considered a warm-up.

The ice blue and crimson colors gradually faded away in mid-air above the competition stage, and the spectators outside the arena were finally able to see what was happening on the field.

The bone dragon spoke, hovering silently in front of the enormous Immovable King, its voice hoarse.

"Could you tell me the name of this sword strike?"

Ji Lin's calm yet somewhat cold voice rang out, "Sword of the Flame King."

"Thank you." Yan Feng's voice suddenly changed from hoarse to hoarse. The next moment, the bone dragon's body began to collapse under the erosion of the flames. Its bones crackled and popped in the high temperature. Its body was completely ignited. Then, its body completely disintegrated in the flames, turning into ashes and drifting away with the wind.

At the head of the skull, a ball of icy blue light flashed briefly before disappearing.

The Blazing Flame King Sword not only annihilated Yan Feng's body, but the destructive power of the sword also destroyed his soul. Yan Feng, the strongest Bone Dragon Evil Soul Master of the Holy Spirit Sect, was annihilated in both body and soul.

In the battle between Zizaimen and Shenglingzong, four members of Shenglingzong appeared, all of whom died in battle, resulting in their complete annihilation!

On the platform, the mysterious Grand Preceptor stood there, his hands clenched tightly inside his sleeves. An extremely unstable and dangerous aura emanated from him, like a volcano that could erupt at any moment.

With a single step, Jing Hongchen stood in front of Crown Prince Xu Tianran, protecting him and Ju Zi behind him. A layer of fiery red light had already shone on Jing Hongchen's chest.

Although Jing Hongchen had never fought this mysterious national advisor, he knew how terrifying this man was. If he went berserk, this platform would probably turn into a hellish place.

Jing Hongchen wasn't the only one who sensed the dangerous aura emanating from the mysterious national advisor; seven or eight figures swiftly arrived in front of Xu Tianran, forming a tight protective barrier.

A new person appeared beside the mysterious national advisor: a woman shrouded in a black robe.

"Master, calm down."

The mysterious imperial advisor's dangerous aura slowly receded, and an extremely cold voice came from under the cloak.

"Well done, well done! How dare you kill my disciples! I will make them taste the agony of their souls being burned and their skin being peeled off and their bones being eroded."

How could he not feel heartbroken?

These followers who represented the Holy Spirit Sect in battle were all under twenty years old, and each of them was an elite. In particular, Yan Feng, the Bone Dragon Soul Master who died under the Blazing Flame King Sword, was his personal disciple. He had high hopes for Yan Feng, and he died so easily at Ji Lin's hands. Even though he was cold and indifferent, he was heartbroken at this moment and wished he could explode on the spot.

Although he was the one who sent the Holy Spirit Sect to the stage to compete, and he knew there was no chance of winning, he was also the one who stubbornly continued the competition in order to see the true strength of the Free Sect. However, he really did not expect that the Free Sect would actually dare to kill all of his Holy Sect disciples. He would not be so heartbroken if others died, but Yan Feng's death really angered him.

It must be said that although this mysterious national teacher was an evil soul master, he was surprisingly law-abiding and did not interfere in the competition. He watched helplessly as his disciple was killed in the competition. If it were Shrek Academy, Xuanzi would probably have rushed onto the stage to save him immediately.

"Grand Preceptor, please calm down. I promise you, these people will be handed over to you for you to deal with." Xu Tianran had recovered from his brief shock and spoke to the Grand Preceptor across the guards protecting him.

"Your Highness need not trouble yourself. Our church will send people to capture these little things." After saying this, the mysterious national advisor turned around and took a step, already outside the platform. His body flashed in the air and transformed into a streak of black light, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The woman who had previously advised him, now shrouded in black robes, said to Xu Tianran, "Your Highness, the Imperial Preceptor's disciple has died in battle. Please understand his feelings. If there has been any disrespect, I apologize on his behalf."

"It's alright," Xu Tianran said with a smile, as if he really didn't mind.

The woman in black robes nodded to Xu Tianran, then leaped into the air, her figure transforming into a streak of black light as she chased after the mysterious national advisor.

Jing Hongchen's expression turned somewhat grim as he said, "Your Highness, these people from the Holy Spirit Sect are far too arrogant. They even dared to..."

Xu Tianran's expression changed, and he said, "Master of the Red Dust Hall, watch your words."

Jing Hongchen was slightly taken aback, and snorted angrily, but he didn't say anything more. He knew a little about the Holy Spirit Sect and knew that there were some particularly powerful beings in the Holy Spirit Sect, who were not even worthy of being offended by the Mingde Hall, which held a high position in the Sun and Moon Empire.

On the competition stage, the figure of the Immovable King gradually disappeared. Gu Yuena and Ye Guyi also deactivated their Martial Soul Possessions and stood behind Ji Lin. In this battle, they did not exert much effort. Ye Guyi did not even activate her Martial Soul True Body. It was simply because the opponent was not worth her using her Martial Soul True Body. After all, using the Martial Soul True Body would result in a period of weakness.

"The Gate of Freedom, the Gate of Freedom, the Gate of Freedom—"

Below the stage, the audience cheered and shouted. The Zizai Sect had defeated the evil spirit masters they despised, so naturally they would be sought after by them.

At this moment, the arena, at this moment, the Continental Elite Youth Soul Master Tournament, belongs to the Free Gate.

Even after Ji Lin and the others left, the audience lingered, their minds still filled with the dazzling and astonishing scenes from before. The name "Zizaimen" was deeply imprinted in their minds.

From that moment on, Zizaimen officially made its name known throughout the continent.

Inside the rest area, the sects and academies that hadn't yet left all looked on with envy. This was the very reason they had traveled so far to participate in the Sun and Moon Empire competition, only to have failed halfway through.

In the audience area, a faint smile appeared on an old face as he murmured to himself, "It's a pity they didn't participate as Shrek students. But Elder Mu is right, even if they didn't participate as Shrek students, it doesn't change the fact that they graduated from Shrek."

"We're so amazing!" Nan Qiuqiu excitedly hugged Ji Lin's arm and kissed him on the cheek. Ji Lin was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect Nan Qiuqiu to be so bold as to do such a thing in front of Wang Qiu'er and the others.

"Qiuqiu..." Nan Shuishui, who was about to come forward to congratulate Zizaimen on their victory, froze in place. She looked at Ji Lin, then at her own daughter, and then showed a gratified smile. Her own little cabbage had finally grown up.

Nan Qiuqiu, however, did not notice Nan Shuishui's strange gaze, nor did she see Wang Qiu'er's murderous stare behind her. She exclaimed excitedly, "Our Zizai Sect is the best! They're so amazing! It would be even better if they left me a few more opponents."

"Are you all so smug?" A deep, aged voice, seemingly brimming with the fury of a volcanic eruption, rang out.

Ji Lin and the others turned their heads to look, and saw that Zhang Peng, the Scorpion Tiger Douluo, was looking at them with a gloomy face and his eyes were full of ferocity.

Among this group of Holy Spirit Cult members, the Skeleton King Tang Dai, who died under Ye Guyi's Holy Sword, was his personal disciple. In addition, the training of this group of young evil soul masters was not easy. Apart from Tang Ya, the losses can be said to be heavy. This blow almost made the mysterious national teacher lose his temper and take action, let alone Zhang Peng.

"So what if you're smug?" Nan Qiuqiu was no pushover. Always fearless, she retorted defiantly to Zhang Peng's cold question.

With Ji Lin backing her up and Chi Yuan protecting her from the shadows, she became incredibly arrogant. Not to mention Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng, she even dared to say a few words to Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao.

Zhang Peng narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded, and said, "Okay, okay, okay! Let's go."

As he spoke, he suppressed his urge to explode and led Tang Ya and the group of substitute evil soul masters away.

As soon as they left, the gloomy atmosphere in the rest area vanished completely, replaced by a refreshing feeling.

The storm had passed, and the thick dark clouds in the sky had quietly parted, revealing a beautiful ray of bright sunlight that shone on the competition stage, as well as the rest area and the spectator area.

That golden brilliance, carrying the warmth unique to sunlight, brought touching smiles to countless faces.

"Congratulations on advancing to the finals. Please go easy on me in the remaining matches," Vina said, bringing Muxue along to offer her congratulations.

Ji Lin smiled slightly and said, "You are not the Holy Spirit Sect. Apart from the Holy Spirit Sect, when have you ever seen us kill an opponent?"

Vina was slightly taken aback, then smiled gently. Ji Lin was right. Except when facing evil soul masters, the Zizai Sect did indeed show mercy to other sects and teams.

(End of this chapter)