Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 1509: Just By Yourselves

Ten thousand beasts howled and roared, among them standard creatures like tigers, bears, and leopards, and those steeped in mythology like dragons and qilins.

The land was filled with rampant beasts, roaring with divine auras as they pounced forward.

The spectators watched the scene unfold in shock.

Fang Yi frowned. "The Stargods!"

[Fist of Ten Thousand Beasts] was the ultimate Stargod technique.

A tremendous flood of energy transformed into a lake of lightning, filling the sky above the realm.

Blazing red flames erupted like a phoenix undergoing rebirth. Countless resplendent flames filled the air.

There were seven cultivators barring their way, one of whom was a Stargod without fail.

Zhou Ying saw a cultivator with silver wings. She waved a hand. "Yi Shenghao? What a coincidence—well, that's what I'd like to say, but I doubt it is one."

Yi Shenghao gritted his teeth. "I've finally found you, Zhou Ying!"

The silver-winged cultivator before her, Yi Shenghao was a member of the Holywings. Zhou Ying had exchanged blows with him during the qualifiers.

The Holywings were a renowned race and one of the peak existences in the galaxy. They naturally had ways of rapidly recovering from mental strain, and it was no surprise to see that he had reappeared in the tournament proper.

Li Feng frowned. On one of the enemy cultivators, he could sense the familiar aura of the Hall of Immortals.

Yang Ze too had found an enemy cultivator from the Eternal Hill. Zhang Lie glanced at the remaining three cultivators, but only one of them was familiar to him. If he weren't mistaken, that cultivator was from the flamedemons.

The Hall of Immortals' representative said, "You can't enter the barrier."

Yang Ze was visibly displeased. "As if the Hall of Immortals owns these barriers!"

Zhang Lie sneered. "I'm curious why renowned and influential cultivators like you are trying to gang up on us small fry."

A woman in purple said, "I have had no dealings with you, but someone offered me a generous reward for keeping you outside this barrier."

"Oh? Who would do such a thing?" Zhang Lie asked curiously.

"You need not know," the Hall of Immortals' representative replied.

Zhang Lie said, "It has to be someone of unparalleled status to convince all of you to sacrifice yourselves to get us."

The flamedemon representative laughed loudly. "Haha, sacrifice ourselves? Are you overestimating yourself or underestimating us?"

The Hall of Immortals' representative shook his head. "Just by yourselves?"

The Stargod representative tutted. "I thought they were meant to be impressive cultivators to have garnered such attention, but it looks like they aren't worth our time at all."

The flamedemon laughed. "Take a good look at us, and then at yourselves! We're from the major forces of the galaxy. When would you ever see such an illustrious party?"

A woman in gold replied archly, "What makes you think we'd have to sacrifice ourselves to deal with you?"

When the cultivators at the back rushed up and saw the hunters' foes, they reared back in shock. Despite the fact that the heavenly cordon was rapidly drawing near, none of them dared rush forward. It was clear just how strong the cultivators before them were perceived to be.

"Are they all here to steal the bone talismans?"

"How did they learn of the news?"

"That's Xing Po from the Stargods, allegedly only inferior to Xing You in talent; Chang Yong from the Eternal Hill; Yi Shenghao from the Holywings; one of the Immortal King's substitutes; Yao Long; Chi Chi of the flamedemons; and a disciple of Divinity Qinglian, senior sister of Qingyue Ge, Jinyang Hua. What an astonishing combination!"

"They'd be able to stop anything coming their way."

Zhang Lie laughed. "Now I'm even more curious as to the identity of the person who employed all of you. What price did he have to pay to get all of you to come here? It would have to be something worth more than the treasures you could find all around here..."

Zhang Lie couldn't help but think of a possible suspect: the robed figure who had rescued the Immortal King's substitute they had fought.

"It looks like they think of us as a problem."

Li Feng shrugged. "We're kind and amiable. Who would target someone like us?"

The cultivators who had been chasing after them rolled their eyes. Kind and amiable? The marks on the backs of their hands had extended all the way up their arms, and Zhang Lie's had spread all the way across half his body!

Yang Ze thought for a moment. "This mysterious mastermind has to be from one of the supreme forces. The ones that we've faced are, let me think, the Stargods, the Hall of Immortals, the Holywings..."

There really were quite a few factions that they had offended, weren't there?

"There's no need for more talking. Let's fight!"

The flamedemon representative was quickly growing impatient, especially with the heavenly cordon coming closer.

They intended to retreat via the barrier behind them after killing Zhang Lie and the four other members of Team Zenith.

The four members of Team Zenith rushed forward without any hesitation.

Ruby light arced from a halberd, red as fresh blood, giving off overwhelming crimson light. The heavens shook as blood was sent flying into the air, bright red and dazzling.

The sea of lightning that suddenly manifested dyed the sky blue.

"[Light Dragon's Remnants]!"

Li Feng marshaled his genetic energy into the form of a large number of white dragons.

Zhou Ying stepped forward and underwent her battle transformation immediately.

Her long hair fluttered in the wind, the color of crystalline jade. It gave off motes of vitality. She was so beautiful no one could take their eyes away, and golden leaves whirled around her. The tips of her hair produced gray fog.

The gray power gathered around Zhou Ying's forehead, which cracked apart. A gray eye budded from her flesh. It opened up to reveal a chaotic opal iris, which seemed to be able to penetrate flesh, soul, and space.

Each leaf was like a miniature sun, orbiting around the woman's body. To her back was a pair of golden wings. Above those wings was a glowing sun, giving off a radiant, holy light.

Her jade-green eyes were flecked with gold, and she seemed to have become one with the land. The vitality radiating from her was visible to the naked eye. Stellar light surrounded her as though she were a goddess given form.

Black energy formed a gauzy dress around her, sticking closely to her limbs and revealing her curvaceous features—no, making them even more curvaceous than they originally were.

Two root-like tendrils writhed under her dress; her body radiated a seductive charm.

Zhou Ying seemed to simultaneously exhibit the charm of a holy priestess and a charming succubus.

With a low shout, Fang Yi dashed forward with his spear in hand.

Golden lightning surrounded his spear, lightning that was infused with gold-attuned genetic energy. The entire spear turned a gleaming gold, bolstered by wind.

Its offensive abilities were greatly augmented, as if the spear itself had been enchanted.

Fang Yi launched his spear, crackling with wind and lightning, with incredible force. The golden spear sent wind howling and lightning flashing through the sky.