Extreme Spirit Chaos Technique

Chapter 387: Chapter 379: As You Wish

Chapter 489: As You Wish.

"The next battleground will be the entire sky! There are no boundaries and no time limit! Your only goal is to fight until one side surrenders or can no longer continue!"

Elder Bai’s words echoed in everyone’s ears, and the rules of the match became clear to all who listened intently. The Xuanling Empire’s team, led by Di Cang, had already taken their positions in the air. Standing opposite them was none other than the premier empire of the Flame Dragon Dynasty—the Flame Dragon Empire itself!

Meanwhile, the battle between the Celestial Gift Empire and the Dunhuang Empire was taking place on the other side of the sky, tens of thousands of meters away. The two battlegrounds were set so far apart because the combat had escalated directly from the Martial Sect Level to the Martial Emperor Level!

The might of a Martial Emperor’s Combat Skills was a world apart from a Martial Sect’s. A single, casual Combat Skill could trigger celestial phenomena or even cause the very space to tremble! This was precisely why Elder Bai had chosen to move the battleground into the sky for this round of fights.

"I don’t have much to say to you all! Just one thing—the most important one! Know when to stop, no matter how you fight! Understood?!"

"Hmph!"

"Got it."

"Understood."

"Mm."

Four distinct replies drifted down from the sky. Elder Bai couldn’t help but grimace; just from those responses, the personalities of the four captains above were on full display.

"Mu Chen, I’ve observed your team. Your five teammates may be standouts among the common empires, but compared to us, they are far behind in both age and Martial Artist Realm."

The moment Elder Bai finished speaking, Long Xiaotian of the Flame Dragon Empire spoke up. His words might have sounded contemptuous, but Mu Chen knew he was speaking the truth. His own ability to perform Tier Jumping was largely dependent on his Extreme Spirit Chaos Technique, his Extreme Attribute, and his Ice Extreme Demon Pupils. Without any one of the three, his ability to fight above his level would be drastically diminished. In contrast, Mu Bingling, Mo Qing, Qing Lei, Little Tiger, and Ye Shuangshuang were indeed no match for the Flame Dragon Empire’s team in terms of either their Martial Artist Realm or their age.

Although Mu Chen’s Spiritual Power seemed to be only at the Early Stage of the Kan Realm, that was the level it reached *after* breaking through its seal. When compared to a sealed Spirit Realm, his Spiritual Power had likely already reached the Middle Stage of the Kun Realm. With such a powerful spiritual probe, the Martial Artist Realms of the six opponents became crystal clear in his mind.

His probe revealed that not a single one of the six was below the Martial Emperor realm. As for Long Xiaotian, the one speaking to him, his Martial Artist Realm had reached the level of a Martial Emperor Second Ring! And judging by their appearances, they were only about twenty years old. A twenty-year-old Martial Emperor... who would believe it if they were told?

"You’re right. So what are you proposing?"

Mu Chen didn’t offer an opinion of his own, instead calmly inquiring about the other’s intentions. Beside him, his teammates all stared confidently at the six from the Flame Dragon Empire. There wasn’t a hint of anger in their eyes despite the condescending remark; in their hearts, they were all perfectly aware of their own strength.

Long Xiaotian was slightly surprised by the Xuanling Empire team’s reaction, though he didn’t let it show on his face. Hearing Mu Chen’s question, Long Xiaotian turned to glance at his teammates. "These are my teammates, and my friends," he said. "In terms of strength, I am a bit stronger than them. And you are the strongest in your Empire. Since that’s the case, to be fair, how about we let the strongest from each side fight on behalf of our empires? Just you and me. One battle to decide the winner. What do you say?"

"That’s exactly what I was hoping for." A slight smile touched Mu Chen’s lips. Long Xiaotian’s proposal was what he considered the best possible option. "Everyone, leave the rest of this battle to me. I might actually have to go all out to have a chance of winning this one."

Qing Lei nodded lightly at his words and said just four words, "Mu Chen, do your best."

With that, Qing Lei was the first to turn and dive toward the ground below. The moment he turned away, his smile vanished, replaced by a grim and stubborn determination.

’Mu Chen, one day, I won’t let you fight all by yourself anymore. I will... become your shadow!’

WHOOSH... WHOOSH...

At almost the same instant, the expressions on Mu Bingling, Mo Qing, Little Tiger, and Ye Shuangshuang all grew solemn, a stubborn glint appearing in their eyes. It was only now that they truly understood how vast the gap was between their strength and that of their rivals. So vast, in fact, that they could only survive by cowering behind Mu Chen! This was not what they wanted! If—if they could enter Holy Tomb Mountain! This time, they would use every single moment to become stronger!

’We have to get stronger!!’

BOOM!

The moment they turned, two heaven-shaking fluctuations of Primordial Power erupted in the sky. The space above the Peak of the Holy Mark shuddered violently, and streaks of purple flame rained down, CRACKLING and POPPING against the protective light shield over the summit, sending ripples spreading across its surface!

"Excellent!"

After that initial clash, Long Xiaotian let out a hearty laugh. "Excellent!" he cried, thrusting out his hands. With a WHOOSH, two spheres of intensely purple flame erupted from his palms, completely engulfing his fists. A scorching heatwave blasted out from his body, incinerating all the surrounding clouds!

"Let’s see how you handle this! Flame Roar!"

He thrust both fists forward, and a sea of purple flames instantly covered the area before him! With an upward thrust of his hands, the purple inferno surged into a monstrous tide, rushing toward Mu Chen like a tsunami!

Facing the terrifying Flame Roar—a tsunami of fire hundreds of meters high and thousands of meters wide—Mu Chen was like a lone skiff at its crest, bobbing precariously, as if he would be swallowed by the inferno at any second.

His blue-purple Ice Extreme Demon Pupils spun rapidly, laying bare every weakness and Primordial Power node within the Purple Flame Sea. There was no grim expression on his face, no fear in his heart—only pure excitement in his eyes. He spread his hands, and two clusters of purple flame, identical to Long Xiaotian’s, rose from his palms. With a single step, his entire body vanished in a flash of light! When he reappeared, he was already at the very heart of the massive Flame Roar!

"Then watch me take this move!"

BOOM!!

Twisting his body, Mu Chen threw a sudden punch. The force, mixed with his Qi Force, created friction with the air, forming a white, tornadic vortex. As the vortex spun, the purple flame enveloping his arm coalesced into a fiery whirlpool that slammed viciously into the Primordial Power node of the incoming wave!

"Blast Fist, break!"

PFFT! RUMBLE!!

In the sky, the tsunami of purple flames was instantly pierced and shattered by Mu Chen’s Blast Fist. The massive fiery tide exploded into a terrifying meteor shower of purple fire, shooting out in all directions and covering a range of tens of thousands of meters, staining the entire blue sky a shade of violet-red!

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

The spectators on the ground could no longer see what was happening above. The heavens were awash in violet-red, burning flames, but even through the inferno, they could still hear thunderous booms and feel the accompanying spatial distortions!

’This kind of battle...’

’This feeling...’

’This thrill of combat that makes my very blood boil...’

’This is the fight I’ve truly been waiting for! Break!’

BOOM!!!

Mu Chen’s face was alight with joy, a wide grin already spreading across his lips. His mesmerizing blue-purple eyes flashed with boundless excitement. The jolt traveling up his arm from the impact, the sensation of overwhelming power... ’How exhilarating! How satisfying!’

"Hahaha!" Long Xiaotian roared with laughter as he met Mu Chen’s Blast Fist with his own. "Exhilarating! Absolutely exhilarating! This Prince loves a fight like this! Ha!!"

BANG!!

SIZZLE!!

Primordial Power erupted, and the terrifying Qi Force blasted away the surrounding flames! A shockwave of energy sent both Mu Chen and Long Xiaotian reeling, flying back several hundred meters before they came to a stop!

They faced each other from a distance, sheer exhilaration written all over both of their faces!!

"Is... is this a battle between those in the Emperor Realm?" Having just landed, Qing Lei and the other four stared up at the sky, their mouths agape and their pupils unfocused. "So... was Mu Chen just playing around this whole time?" one of them murmured. "Or were his previous opponents just not strong enough to make him use his full power?!"

Meanwhile, on the other side of the sky, the battle between Shi Mu Hua, Jilal, and their teams had ground to a halt. Jilal exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, good heavens, are those two stealing the show a bit much? How are we supposed to focus on our own fight with this going on?"

Shi Mu Hua nodded. "It really is impossible to fight. Besides, I don’t want to miss seeing young brother Mu Chen go all out. Shall we pause and watch?"

"Fine by me. I have no objections, but no sneak attacks."

"Do I seem that treacherous to you?"

"Well... you seem a bit better than that bastard Guo Zijie, at least."

...

"Hey! You’re Mu Chen, right? Good. I’ll remember that name! But can we please stop testing each other like this? How about we both go all out and have a proper, satisfying battle?!"

Standing opposite Mu Chen, Long Xiaotian’s scorching gaze bored into him, his lips curling into a smirk. From his trembling hands, it was clear he had entered a state of utter battle frenzy. With a FWOOSH, strands of purple flame ignited at the tips of his hair. Immediately after, his eyebrows were also wreathed in Purple Flame. In just an instant, Long Xiaotian’s appearance had transformed completely!

At this moment, Long Xiaotian’s entire body was encased in armor forged from purple flame. The two purple Martial Rings floating at his feet also burst into flames in the same instant, transforming into two burning rings of purple fire.

CRACKLE! WHOOSH!

With a great WHOOSH, two wings forged from Purple Flame burst from Long Xiaotian’s back. His entire figure was now like that of a Fire God descending to the mortal realm!

Seeing this series of transformations, Mu Chen’s expression shifted, and then he burst into hearty laughter. He grabbed the sleeve of his right arm with his left hand and gave a low shout, "As you wish!"