My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences-Chapter 636 - The Phoenix Clan's Despair

636 The Phoenix Clan’s Despair

Boom!

Everyone watched in awe, gripped by the sheer power Qin Huai displayed.

Suddenly, the sky blazed red, and an intense heatwave, powerful enough to warp the very air, crashed down. All eyes turned upwards to witness a phoenix descending, its flames engulfing the sky like an unstoppable force of nature.

“Phoenix clan secret technique, World Burning Ancestral Flame!” yelled the phoenix twins in harmony. Their battle cry was a challenge aimed directly at Qin Huai.

“Run!” shouted the experts from the white tiger clan and the black tortoise clan. Their instincts screamed of the imminent danger. If the phoenix’s fiery attack hit the mountain, everything, including the spirit stone mine, would be obliterated.

The searing heat had already scorched the nearby vegetation, turning the ground to dust and cracking it like dark, sprawling snakes.

Observers from the three sects hastily retreated. “This bloodline secret technique can kill a king realm expert in one blow. Despite the suppressed powers in the secret realm, it’s lethal to any martial artist,” warned the fairy gravely.

As some experts failed to escape in time, they were either consumed by the flames or instantly desiccated by its overwhelming heat. Yet, the phoenix clan’s elite warriors weren’t content. They poured more power into their attack, making the sky-bound phoenix expand even further.

But Qin Huai, standing at the mountain’s peak, remained unfazed. The phoenix clan’s secret technique had him rooted to the spot.

Pillars of fire erupted around him, creating a mile-wide circle of hellish torment. This fiery cage aimed to sap his strength, and even his formidable invincible Vajra blood struggled against the assault.

Indeed, the phoenix clan’s technique could slay a king realm expert. But was Qin Huai just another expert?

As if in response, Qin Huai’s white hair darkened to its original black hue. The blazing pillar encasing him strangely began to waver. Tiny flames converged into his hand, forming a radiant fireball. Holding this miniature sun, Qin Huai absorbed its fierce heat and then, with unmatched control, crushed it.

A dark, unseen force emanated from Qin Huai, enveloping and quelling the phoenix clan’s techniques under the black dragon world. Within the world of equality established by the county governor using countless spirit stones, even the might of kings found itself subdued.

Yet, emperors stood beyond this realm of suppression, transcending its laws. Therefore, while the phoenix clan’s signature move was lethal even to kings, it couldn’t touch the black dragon world or Qin Huai.

The black dragon pearl immediately consumed the fierce power the phoenix clan had unleashed. With each passing second, Qin Huai harnessed more of this energy. Soon, what were once chaotic flames formed discernible streams of energy in the sky.

Despair crept into the phoenix clan experts’ eyes. In the midst of the raging inferno, the lead phoenix pair exchanged panicked glances. A harrowing realization dawned upon them: they had felt this sense of hopelessness before, not with Qin Huai but with Prince Qing Cang. Could the world truly hold so many formidable beings?

Amidst their racing thoughts, a revelation emerged. Despite his altered face, Qin Huai’s unique physique, striking white hair, and radiant eyes were unmistakable.

“It’s him!” Huang Shaocong and Feng Yang exclaimed simultaneously. “Prince Qing Cang is not the person from the King Bone Holy Altar, this person is! He’s the culprit!”

The twins concluded, “He may not be the Vajra King of the Sacred Heart Sect. Perhaps, he’s someone we’ve yet to identify.”

Others began connecting the dots, observing telltale signs that linked Qin Huai to legends of old. His sudden shift to white hair and radiant eyes, for instance, wasn’t common. Though there might be others with such features, none boasted his unparalleled might.

While they pieced together these insights, the all-consuming phoenix flames drew nearer to Qin Huai. But the closer they got, the weaker and more diminished they became.

The phoenix demons’ bodies couldn’t shield this decline. The few hundred meters separating them from Qin Huai now felt insurmountable, as mounting dread took hold. Facing this onslaught, their survival hung in the balance.