Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny
Chapter 1369 - 1366: Blood Flame Scorches the Heavens (2nd Update)

Chapter 1369: Chapter 1366: Blood Flame Scorches the Heavens (2nd Update)

The expressions on their faces were truly extraordinary.

Ren Tianyun’s eyes were filled with fierce killing intent, yet his entire demeanor had turned incredibly calm, standing there silently.

Tan Feiwen’s face, on the other hand, was brimming with fury.

Soon, she took a deep breath, raised her head, and coldly spoke to Xue An.

"Your blatant arrogance—do you truly believe the Ghost Race is without anyone able to challenge you?"

Xue An chuckled, his smile carrying a biting chill.

"Arrogance? Those four words seem far more fitting for your Ghost Race!"

A deep glimmer of killing intent flashed in Tan Feiwen’s eyes, but she quickly nodded.

"Very well! Since that’s what you believe, we’ve nothing more to discuss. Until we meet again!"

With that, she turned and left.

Ren Tianyun cast a deep glance at Xue An, sneering coldly before he also turned to leave.

For legitimate heirs of ancient eminent clans, their upbringing goes beyond cultivation. They receive multifaceted training as well.

One crucial aspect is maintaining composure at all times.

Thus, be it Ren Tianyun or Tan Feiwen, though both were furious at Xue An’s actions, their rationale prevailed.

Xue An’s sudden appearance was too perplexing, his origins unknown, and his strength untested.

Hence, the two chose to retreat temporarily, intending to investigate Xue An’s background thoroughly once they left, and then deal with him decisively using the power of their respective families.

As a result, they both opted to leave simultaneously.

Seeing this, many silently exhaled a sigh of relief.

At least the situation could temporarily be resolved.

Many privately decided to leave this Destined Plane immediately once the matter concluded.

After all, the Destined Plane now felt like a volcano on the brink of eruption.

As for the deceased Destined Ghost Monarch...

Alive, he was the Ghost Monarch; dead, he was simply nothing.

But just as Ren Tianyun and Tan Feiwen were about to leave, Xue An’s voice rang out faintly, "Do you really think you can still leave now?"

Boom!

A wave of silent uproar swept through the scene.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

To proactively provoke someone from the Ren Family and Tan Family?

Could this white-robed youth possibly have a screw loose?

Even Song Jingyue was stunned, tears welling up in her anxious eyes as she tugged at her master’s sleeve, urgently saying, "Master, he..."

Wen Lingcui didn’t even notice her disciple’s distress. In truth, this White Bone Path sect leader was already standing dumbstruck, her heart filled with shock.

"This youth’s strength should be immense, but it seems he’s forgotten that they’re from the depths of the Ghost Realm, from eminent families!" Wen Lingcui murmured softly.

Indeed.

Upon hearing Xue An’s words, Ren Tianyun and Tan Feiwen turned simultaneously, their expressions full of astonishment as they scrutinized Xue An, apparently catching them off guard with his provocative remark.

After a moment of pause, Ren Tianyun broke into a grim smile. "How amusing! Is there really someone this arrogant under heaven? Do you think you’re truly formidable?"

Tan Feiwen remained silent, but the flicker of killing intent in her eyes revealed her inner thoughts.

Xue An smiled lightly. "Sorry to disappoint, but it’s not that I think I’m formidable—I am formidable!"

"Hahahahaha!" Ren Tianyun laughed like he’d heard the greatest joke, throwing his head back in mirth.

Yet after a few laughs, his expression suddenly hardened, his tone icy. "Fine! Originally, I intended to spare you temporarily, but you insist on seeking death—don’t blame anyone else then! I’ll let you taste the power of the Ren Family today."

As his words fell, Ren Tianyun’s form vanished instantly. When he reappeared, he was already right in front of Xue An, striking out with a blow.

Forget the ferocity of the strike—just the sheer speed alone was enough to leave anyone awestruck.

But facing this overwhelming blow, Xue An appeared utterly unmoved, standing calmly where he was with the faint smile at the corner of his lips unchanged.

The crowd let out a low chorus of gasps, with many shaking their heads privately, convinced that Xue An was doomed.

Yet this thought had barely formed when Xue An’s palm suddenly shot up at the last possible moment, catching Ren Tianyun’s incoming fist and giving it a fierce squeeze.

"Ahhh!"

With a series of anguished screams, Ren Tianyun was flung backward, his arm now twisted into the shape of a grotesque spiral and leaking wisps of black mist.

Everyone watching was left stunned, while Xue An spoke faintly, "So this is the might of the Ren Family?"

His tone was calm but laced with scorn.

Ren Tianyun had been driven into utter fury.

From birth until now, he’d always reigned supreme over others, never suffering such humiliation.

Combined with Xue An’s derision, it became a blow he couldn’t accept, twisting his face into a snarling expression.

"Fine! If you want death so badly, I’ll grant you your wish!"

"Bloodflame... Burn the Skies!"

With this roar, Ren Tianyun’s eyes instantly transformed into dark red pits resembling hellfire, as crimson light specks began to materialize around him.

One split into two—two into four...

In an instant, the blood-red light multiplied exponentially until it took over the entire sky.

Ren Tianyun cackled maniacally, "For making me unleash this move, you should feel proud!"

With that, he took a step forward.

Boom!

The boundless blood crimson transformed completely into blazing flames.

Amid the layers upon layers of fiery shadows, the overwhelming pressure made everyone tremble uncontrollably, barely able to stand.

Wen Lingcui almost whimpered, exclaiming, "This is the true power of the Ghost Realm’s elite clans! This boy is doomed!"

Song Jingyue stared blankly at Xue An, now enshrouded by the bloodflames, her heart twisting into a knot.

Due to the Destined Ghost Monarch’s death, Ah Qing and others had broken free of their restraints. At this moment, Ah Qing suddenly shouted.

"Run!"

Hearing her frantic cry, Xue An lowered his gaze to look at her, then offered a faint smile.

"Run? Why would I need to run?"

Ren Tianyun laughed loudly. "I love it when people like you still make bold claims in the face of death—now, die!"

Boom!

The boundless bloodflames surged forward, making Xue An’s figure seem insignificant against their grandeur.

Many in the crowd shut their eyes, unable to watch further.

But just then, Xue An raised his hand, slowly pointing with one finger.

Crack!

As the finger extended, the void quivered suddenly, followed by an invisible ripple that spread outward instantly.

The charging bloodflames recoiled as if they were fragile candles in a storm, extinguished without so much as a struggle.

In practically an instant, the mighty bloodflames that filled the skies were reduced to nothingness.

Ren Tianyun’s smugness froze on his face as he sat stunned, gaping at the sight.

Xue An, however, faintly smiled. "I, too, enjoy watching people with no strength act arrogant—so, please, die as well."

With that, Xue An took a single step forward, appearing directly in front of Ren Tianyun before throwing a punch.

Ren Tianyun tried to dodge, but to his horror, he found himself utterly incapable of moving, forced to watch in despair as the punch hurtled toward him.

Just then, a flickering black light suddenly emerged, swiftly wrapping around Ren Tianyun and pulling him aside, narrowly avoiding Xue An’s strike.

Even so, the punch’s force caused the black light to almost explode on impact.

Spurt!

Tan Feiwen spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her eyes filled with terror.

Just the residual force of the punch had injured her—how unfathomably strong was this man’s power?

Simultaneously, Xue An withdrew his punch, casting a cold glance at Tan Feiwen, his lips curling into a mocking smile.

"Good. Since you’re here too, you can die together."