Chapter 275 - 230: Arrival, Part 2

"Really? What a narrow-minded view. It’s a shame you’ve made the wrong choice. Sometimes, fate doesn’t give you a second chance. Today, this place will be your grave!"

Ning Yuanchen said coolly.

"Why waste your breath on them? Only when they know true despair and fear will they make the right choice."

"The Vermilion Bird Sect is known for its mastery of fire. I wonder how you compare to me?"

The words had barely left Ning Yuanchen’s lips when the medium-built, devilishly handsome Neon man on the other side spoke in the fluent language of the Divine Land, a faint smile on his face.

The next moment, he took a sharp breath, his chest swelling like a balloon. The smell of sulfur and scorched air grew thicker. Within a five-meter radius around him, all vegetation withered instantly, and the dead wood burst into roaring flames.

Then, he exhaled with sudden force, his lungs contracting. But what he expelled was not air—it was a roaring jet of fire!!

The flames, compressed by the pressure from his lungs, formed what looked like a single, thin thread. Beneath its scorching heat lay a terrifying, cutting power.

The thread of fire shot out nearly thirty meters in an instant, piercing straight through the trees in its path and setting them ablaze.

But it was far from over. Just then, the devilish man spewing the thread of fire abruptly twisted his head.

"Get down!!"

Qi Hongxuan’s expression changed drastically as he roared.

SWOOSH!!

As the devilish man turned his head, the thread of fire swept across in a wide arc, slicing cleanly through everything in its path. Trees and brush toppled, leaving a large, clear swathe in the jungle.

Secret Technique, Fire-cutting!!

The cuts on the trees were perfectly smooth, and the intense heat set them roaring into flame.

Spitting flames like that... the technique was uncanny, and incredibly fast. Even with Qi Hongxuan’s timely warning, nearly ten of the thirty-odd Phoenix Army soldiers couldn’t dodge in time. They were instantly sliced in half by the thread of fire. The intense heat cauterized their wounds, causing massive necrosis and filling the air with the sickening smell of burnt flesh.

With injuries like these, not even the finest Wound Medicine could save them.

Even Qi Hongxuan was stunned by the sudden attack. He wouldn’t dare face such a technique head-on; his only choice would be to dodge!

"A Divine Transformation Warrior?!"

Huo Ming hissed, his expression turning grim.

Ancient Exotic Beasts possessed unique abilities: walking on water, spitting fire, controlling magnetic fields, shapeshifting... these miraculous powers were known as the Abilities of Divine Transformation.

Through layered enhancements, the Secret Medicine technology of the Great Powers had reached a point where it could grant abilities nearly on par with those of Ancient Exotic Beasts. The various nations referred to individuals who reached this level of power as "Divine Transformation-grade."

Among the Great Powers of the Six Nations, the Neon Nation’s Secret Medicine program was relatively weak. Compared to the other Five Nations, they had far fewer individuals who had reached the "Divine Transformation-grade" through enhancement.

However, the Neon Nation carved its own path by combining their Secret Medicine Abilities with their Martial Dao. Since the two were complementary, even weaker Secret Medicine Abilities could produce terrifying results—to say nothing of an individual whose Martial Dao had reached the Harmony realm and whose Secret Medicine Ability was Divine Transformation-grade.

With these two aspects combined, each of them was a top-tier expert in the Harmony realm. At a bare minimum, their strength was on par with one of the Sixteen Generals.

’Are the other two Neon men also Divine Transformation Warriors?!’

’With Ghost Spirit Sword Ning Yuanchen, they were most likely facing three experts on the level of the Sixteen Generals!!’

’When did the Neon Nation send such masters to secretly infiltrate Jinmen?!’

A tremor of fear ran through them all as they realized the terrifying implications of Neon’s move. But they had no time to dwell on it; the immediate crisis left no room for further thought.

On their side, Huo Ming’s strength was not yet on par with the Sixteen Generals. Qi Hongxuan, still suffering the weakening effects of the Demon Barrier Seal, was at best equal to Huo Ming. As for Hong Luan, despite being at Half-Step Harmony, she would be hard-pressed to last even a few moments against an expert of that caliber.

The situation was extremely unfavorable—no, it was worse than that. The enemy held an absolutely overwhelming advantage. This was an impossible situation!

WHOOSH!!

Just then, the three opponents burst into action, moving as one to bear down on Qi Hongxuan and his people.

The man who had spat the thread of fire now erupted in a blazing inferno that shot toward the sky. Waves of heat rolled off him—this was no illusion, but real, physical flame, as if his very body had become impervious to fire and water.

Meanwhile, Ghost Spirit Sword Ning Yuanchen’s figure flickered and vanished. He seemed to have melted into the void itself, leaving not even a shadow behind, his movements impossible to predict.

Finally, there was the towering Neon man, built like an iron tower. He channeled his Force, and his already bulging muscles swelled even further. Before their eyes, his skin rapidly turned jet-black, taking on the texture of a carapace or some kind of metal. The very earth shook with his explosive movements, making him seem less a man of flesh and blood and more a giant of steel.

The three of them closed in, sealing off every possible escape route.

"Survive the first assault and look for a chance to break through!"

Qi Hongxuan shouted. ’Only by withstanding their first assault can we force them to reveal an opening. That will be our only chance to escape.’