Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 1559: Piercing the Eighth Immortal King

The other members of Team Zenith were taken aback to see Yang Ze and Li Feng suddenly attack.

The members of Team Zenith had, however, fought together for years by this point. They quickly came to their senses and understood what Yang Ze and Li Feng were doing.

The eighth Immortal King was too strong for them to interfere in the battle. All they could do for Zhang Lie was to eliminate all other struggles that he faced and stabilize the situation.

"[Avatar of the Fae: Earthbound Prison]!"

Zhou Ying released all her stored vitality at once, causing the ground to quake as thousands of jade-green wood dragons rushed out of the earth. Each dragon was about six hundred meters wide, with skin flecked with golden radiance.

After some time, Fang Yi, who had recovered, struck as well. His pitch-black spear turned a resplendent gold as he infused lightning into it. A layer of lightning appeared atop the spear, as though enchanting it.

With a low shout, Fang Yi dashed forward with his spear in hand. He launched his spear, crackling with wind and lightning, with incredible force. The golden spear sent wind howling and lightning flashing through the air.

With his spear, he invoked chaotic energy in the form of lightning and raging wind. The spear left a dozen afterimages in its wake.

Three arrows, brimming with purple flame, flew forward like tracking missiles.

"[Lunarflame Shot]!"

The three flaming arrows exploded in mid-air in a brilliant burst of fireworks.

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"[Goldenscale Palm]!"

Sun Xiaowu's right arm glowed with resplendent light. Holy armaments transformed into runes that engraved themselves on his scales.

An aura of intense strength emanated from the heavens. Frightening shockwaves of energy radiated through the battlefield as Sun Xiaowu punched forward. His fists unleashed a storm of armaments.

"[Dance of the Incandescent Wyrm]!"

Li Feng summoned dozens of serpents, flaring with blinding light.

"[The Boundless Blade: Dragonwhale]!" In the blink of an eye, Yang Ze was surrounded by a patch of ocean.

The lapping of waves echoed through the battlefield. They grew and grew, reaching a crescendo and rising into the sky like a tsunami, manifesting in the form of a huge whale.

The whale's body was long and streamlined, with long whiskers and scales patterning its body. As it flipped over, water-attuned genetic energy exploded like waves.

The members of Team Zenith took on the competitors and the golden toad that had just appeared.

"Kill!" The most intense fight, however, remained that between Zhang Lie and the eighth Immortal King. Both cultivators left behind a stream of afterimages as they took on each other.

To someone at the realm of the eighth Immortal King, even being blind wouldn't affect his combat ability.

Neither party, however, expected such intense fighting. The two cultivators had exchanged thousands of blows, but neither had yet managed to cripple his opponent.

The man in dark green robes had a dizzying repertoire of techniques, with a few other skills no weaker than the [Seal of Deific Descension].

Zhang Lie had withstood all those attacks with just his twin blades, cutting down everything that lay in his way.

By the time they had exchanged three thousand blows, the man in dark green robes was panting. He couldn't believe that he had been forced into such prolonged combat.

He felt the situation turning against him, having already been badly wounded.

Zhang Lie had incurred his fair share of blows as well, but he seemed to grow even calmer. Gradually, Zhang Lie's attacks seemed to conjure up the strength of the heavens, like a raging ocean that filled the entire hall.

The man in dark green robes coughed out blood, but his gaze blazed even more brightly. He gritted his teeth and decided to unleash his ultimate technique, successively unleashing a series of seals from the Hall of Immortals. He intended to stack them and kill Zhang Lie in a single crippling blow.

However, by then, Zhang Lie seemed to have transcended his own constraints and was forging forward with unparalleled strength.

The man blanched, sensing that things were amiss. He had already drawn on strength beyond the limit of what his body could sustain, and his crippled body was giving out.

His face turned pale as he coughed out flecks of blood from his overtaxed body.

On the other hand, despite his injuries, Zhang Lie was feeling exceptionally in control of his body. His blades glinted, and he found the precise moment within which to strike.

The man was sent flying, a trail of red spraying from his mouth.

Zhang Lie followed up and kicked him into the air, then pierced him through with a single thrust of his sword.

Blood sprayed high into the air from the eighth Immortal King's forehead.

Zhang Lie had taken down his opponent in one clean blow through the skull.

The eighth Immortal King howled, his body radiating with light. Although he had been cut in half, his bones showing through his flesh, they still shone with runes.

How could he have been killed so easily? How could he have died?

His hands formed seals of incredible strength, radiating with light. He tried to salvage this impossible situation, unable to resign himself to his doom.

The ruins of the ancient hall filled with divine light that encapsulated the altar.

Even so, Zhang Lie strode forward, hair scattered around his back, blood staining his clothes. He struck mercilessly and pierced through his opponent's body once more.

Everyone felt chills going down their backs. What grandeur, what an imposing aura! This was surely a man out of legend.

Blood surged from the eighth Immortal King's corpse as his gaze turned dim and dull. The final dregs of energy drained out of his body.

At the same time, the members of Team Zenith finished their fight.

"[The Boundless Blade: Sea Serpent]!" Yang Ze's sword morphed into a sea serpent, pale blue in color, with gills on either side of its body, its scales like crystalline shards of ice.

"[Goldenscale Palm: Split]!"

Golden radiance struck. Sun Xiaowu's palms brimmed with golden light as a dense layer of golden scales covered his skin. His aura suddenly shifted, and his right arm glowed with resplendent light.

An aura of intense strength emanated from the heavens. Sun Xiaowu took a step forward, then punched with all his might, generating a dominating wave of genetic energy.

"[Tiger's Howl, Dragon's Bellow]!"

Fang Yi's spear took on the aspect of a dragon of the winds and a storm tiger as he charged forward.

Wind and storm roared around him, and his spear resonated with his genetic energy. The spear which the king of chaos had granted him demonstrated shocking strength, infusing chaotic energy into the mix.

The members of Team Zenith, working together, took down the competitors that had just entered along with the wounded golden toad.

The toad was strong, but ultimately fell to Team Zenith's combined attacks.