Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 1074: Blades of Phoenix Flame

Chapter 1074: Blades of Phoenix Flame

They were strikingly similar to those in the microcosm within her Soltice Ring.

The rule lines were simple, likely because this world was small, so they weren’t as intricate as those of the Mystic Void Continent.

"Heaven’s Cataclysmic Blade!"

With a flash of insight into the rule lines, Amalia unleashed her strike.

"I think I saw afterimages," Zhar’khaen said, rubbing his eyes.

"Did you? I didn’t see anything," Vryss’laar replied, baffled.

"There are afterimages," Gor’kan confirmed.

What appeared to be a single strike from Amalia now revealed countless blades surrounding her.

"Her blade speed is so fast that it creates the illusion of a single swing. Zhar’khaen’s eyes are adept at capturing motion, which is why he saw the afterimages," Gor’kan explained.

Amalia’s blades weren’t mere illusions, nor had their power been divided.

Every blade carried its full destructive force, along with traces of Phoenix True Flame.

The opponents had suffered from the Phoenix True Flame multiple times and were now prepared to counter it.

They knew that the flame couldn’t be allowed to touch their physical forms, as it would burn their very souls.

But they also understood how to avoid being overwhelmed by it.

The four Body Integration stage cultivators immediately unleashed their ultimate techniques.

This time, their momentum was overwhelming—they seemed determined to capture Amalia even at the cost of injury.

"Not good! Amalia might be in danger!" Gor’kan’s face turned pale as he instinctively rushed forward.

A Body Integration stage cultivator immediately blocked his path, sending a punch his way.

Gor’kan was forced back a dozen steps before he could steady himself.

At that moment, a thunderous boom erupted, shaking the entire forbidden ground once again.

Violent winds and turbulent waves filled the space.

Even those people outside could hear the commotion.

One cultivator who had attempted to traverse a spatial rift was suddenly swept by the chaotic spatial winds, letting out a bloodcurdling scream before being dragged into the rift.

Within mere moments, he was shredded to pieces.

The other cultivators and devils recoiled in horror, retreating quickly and not daring to approach again.

They had seen spatial rift winds before but never anything this violent and destructive.

The force was so immense that even a Body Integration stage cultivators couldn’t last long.

"What’s happening in there? And what was that sound just now?"

Everyone was bewildered and stretched their necks, straining to see what had occurred.

Their curiosity grew to the point of near desperation.

"This seems troublesome. Such a massive disturbance—two in a row—doesn’t seem like something a Body Integration stage cultivator could cause," Peak Master Huoyan Huasheng said grimly.

"Could our martial aunt and martial uncle have caused this much havoc?" Peak Master Fengzhu Huayao asked, his tone filled with admiration at the possibility.

"It’s not impossible. But with such a massive disruption, it’s hard to tell if they’re still alive. We can’t help them now. If we’d known things would come to this..." Peak Master Huoyan Huasheng trailed off, his expression heavy.

"If we had known, we still couldn’t do much to help. The devils have a Emperor level Devil stationed at the rear, and the Second Elder simply can’t leave. The Body Integration stage elders are also unable to move. It’s been years since such a massive battle erupted in the devil battlefield. And now, for the sake of a single forbidden ground, the devils are really going all out. Right now, we can only pin our hopes on our Master Lian. If it had been another Mahayana stage cultivator, the danger would still be the same."

No one knew exactly what kind of top-tier treasures the Nine Heaven Pixiu clan possessed, but given their notorious hoarding tendencies, it was widely believed they had plenty.

If a Mahayana stage cultivator came across such treasures, it would be hard for them not to be tempted.

"Ancient divine artifacts—just one of those could help us survive the impending catastrophe that may arrive at any time. I’m worried that things will spiral into a situation we cannot control," someone voiced their concern.

"We’ve already lost control," Peak Master Bomen Huaguo said bluntly.

Everyone gazed helplessly at the ever-growing spatial rift.

The commotion inside only grew louder, and the spatial rift expanded as if it were being torn apart by the battles within.

But that wasn’t the actual cause—the forbidden ground of the Nine Heaven Pixiu was being dragged deeper into its abyss.

"Why hasn’t Master Lian arrived yet? Should we send someone else to notify them? If something goes wrong, we’ll need a backup plan," Peak Master Fengzhu Huayao suggested.

"Good idea. Who will go?"

"I’ll go," Peak Master Huoyan Huasheng volunteered immediately. "I’m the fastest."

Everyone agreed.

With a glance at the spatial rift, Peak Master Huoyan Huasheng mounted his flying sword and sped away.

Inside the forbidden ground, Menruch continued to block Kenny Lin, while even the wounded Dalamandur could no longer avoid danger as he had earlier.

In order to eliminate Amalia as quickly as possible, they all lunged at her, actively closing the distance.

The closest devil and human cultivators to her were blown away.

Their overwhelming assault broke through Amalia’s blade defenses, leaving her vulnerable—but this bold maneuver sealed their fate.

Kenny Lin repelled Menruch and rushed to Amalia’s side, catching her as she staggered, dizzy and disoriented.

His face was tense.

"Are you okay?"

"I’m fine. I held my ground," Amalia quickly regained her composure.

In a critical moment, she had relied on the defensive capabilities of her Soltice Ring.

It wasn’t a gamble, and it had worked.

The microcosm within the ring bore a few deep trenches from the shock, but it hadn’t shattered.

The Soltice Ring’s modified defensive strength appeared to be even more astonishing than before.

"How is this possible?" The surviving Body Integration stage cultivators stared at Amalia in disbelief.

They had thought Amalia and the two Body Integration stage opponents had perished together.

For them, this would have been ideal—eliminating two powerful competitors while taking out a foe with both incredible defense and combat strength.

It would’ve been the perfect trade.

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