Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 1072: The Wrath of the Phoenix Flame

Chapter 1072: The Wrath of the Phoenix Flame

"Selfishness is human nature," Kenny Lin’s voice echoed in Amalia’s mind.

"Can you hold on?" Amalia noticed that Kenny Lin had taken several attacks head-on and blood already trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"I can manage it. How about you?" Kenny Lin licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Amalia sighed. "You helped block one for me. What do you think? Next time, don’t bother. I can handle it by myself."

"Mind your own business," Kenny Lin snapped, ending the conversation.

In a battle, distractions could be deadly.

Amalia refrained from speaking further.

She swung her blade several more times, each strike sending ferocious winds slicing through the air.

Occasionally, faint spatial cracks would appear, causing the others to shudder in fear.

They couldn’t understand how these two cultivated their sword and blade techniques to such a ferocious degree.

However, what they didn’t know was that one of them had once trained in the Nether Ghost Abyss Realm, and the other had honed their skills on the Wild West Continent.

Both of them had returned only after achieving significant accomplishments.

If the others had known this, they wouldn’t have been so surprised.

Both of these places were infamous and terrifying.

It was a places that ordinary cultivators did not dared to approaching it lightly.

A cultivator evaded Amalia’s blade energy and tried to break through her defenses.

Suddenly, a strand of blade energy brushed his robes, which instantly ignited.

The cultivator was so terrified that his very soul nearly fled his body.

Phoenix True Flame—he hadn’t forgotten.

Several Body Integration stage cultivators had already been burned alive by this flame earlier in the fight.

As the Phoenix True Flame threatened to spread across his entire body, the cultivator hastily discarded his burning robes, retreating to the side stark naked.

"What an eyesore," Kenny Lin muttered with a grim expression, unleashing a sword strike.

The embarrassed cultivator couldn’t spare a moment to put on clothes and frantically dodged Kenny Lin’s attack.

In his panic, he couldn’t evade everything, and his body was grazed by several sword energies, leaving surface wounds.

Although only a small amount of sword energy entered his body, it was enough to make his face pale.

Without hesitation, he ran toward the others.

"What are you waiting for? Attack!" he shouted.

The Dalamandur moved to charge forward but was forced to retreat as searing flames surged toward him.

No one understood the power of Phoenix True Flame better than Dalamandur.

In ancient times, the Phoenix clan were an invincible existence.

Their eventual extinction wasn’t because they were slain but because the heavens themselves decreed their demise.

A species so powerful that it defied the natural order, to the point where the heavens intervened—one could only imagine the might of a fully grown Phoenixes when it was still alive.

The four Body Integration stage cultivators suddenly regrouped.

Without needing to exchange words, Amalia and Kenny Lin fell into perfect synchronization.

More Phoenix True Flames were infused into the sword energies, surging directly toward the group.

The cultivators were horrified to discover that these Phoenix True Flames weren’t being wielded only by Amalia but by Kenny Lin.

Their morale plummeted—why did he also possess Phoenix True Flame?!

At that moment, Amalia charged forward with her blade, moving at such a terrifying speed that she closed the distance before the four could react.

The group was momentarily overjoyed—Amalia had delivered herself right into their midst.

Only Dalamandur’s expression changed.

At such close range, evading the blade energy was impossible.

"You arrogant brat, do you truly take us for fools?" The enraged devil swung its hooked weapon, sending a flurry of curved hooks to intercept and neutralize Amalia’s blade energy.

After the blade energy dissipated, a charred black object flew toward the enraged devil.

Following closely behind was another wave of blade energy, which struck the Thunderstrike Orb directly.

At its core, a massive mushroom cloud erupted, shaking the entire forbidden ground violently.

Cracks in the void multiplied, with black fissures spreading across nearly a third of the space.

Fortunately, the forbidden ground seemed to possess a self-repairing ability, as some of the smaller rifts began to mend gradually.

As the smoke cleared from the explosion’s epicenter, the devil was found completely obliterated, its body reduced to nothing.

The other two nearby cultivators were gravely injured, while Dalamandur, who had sensed danger at the last moment, barely escaped with relatively minor injuries.

At the same time, Amalia, who wasn’t far from the Thunderstrike Orb, was once again shielded by the Inverse Sovereign Bell, narrowly avoiding disaster.

This battle didn’t seem to drain their spiritual energy but instead left three others without the ability to fight.

"Thunderstrike Orb—it’s actually Thunderstrike Orb!" The Dalamandur spat blood, his teeth nearly ground to dust as his gaze locked fiercely onto them.

"What is Thunderstrike Orb?" Those who had never heard of it asked in confusion.

"It’s a deadly weapon from the ancient era, created by an Immortal Lord who condensed it with their own spiritual energy. Its destructive power is immense, capable of killing an Immortal Lord of equal rank. If it weren’t for the passage of time diminishing its potency, the explosion’s power would have been far greater."

Although the Dalamandur clan were traitors, their lineage had survived since the ancient era, and their records of significant events rivaled those of the largest sects.

Anything related to the Nine Heaven Pixiuwas of particular interest to the Dalamandur clan.

Everyone couldn’t help but gasp.

A weapon capable of killing an Immortal lord—if its full potency had been preserved, they might already be dead.

"Dalamandur, if you knew about this, why didn’t you say so earlier?"

The group turned their hostile gazes on him, suspecting he had withheld the information deliberately.

"If I had remembered, do you think I would have been the first to charge in? Just because something exists doesn’t mean I’m aware of its presence," Dalamandur replied sternly.

"Oh? Then why is it that they all suffered while you came out unscathed?" Menruch, his face dark and menacing, asked coldly.