"As you wish!"
"RIIIIP!"
Mu Chen’s left hand, which had been gripping the sleeve of his right arm, suddenly tore it away. The black Institute Uniform instantly ripped, revealing a fair arm to everyone.
"What is little brother Mu Chen trying to do?" Shi Mu Hua opened his folding fan with a SNAP, fanned it gently twice, and revealed a hint of confusion on his face.
"He probably has an exhibitionist streak. What a strange hobby," Jilal said with a straight face.
"Uh... Is that so?" Dark lines appeared on Shi Mu Hua’s forehead. He fanned himself quickly a couple of times with his folding fan and fell silent.
"Of course. This lord’s intuition is quite sharp..."
Hearing this, Alice’s brows furrowed. Before Jilal could finish speaking, she shot her thumb out, her arm darting like a nimble snake to his waist, and gave him a vicious pinch...
"OW!!"
"Alice, you crazy woman! Why’d you pinch me? Why?"
Hearing this, Alice shot Jilal a look and said disdainfully, "Who told you to say something so stupid? As your fiancée, I have to protect my own reputation."
"You—!@#$%..."
"..."
"Sigh..." The contestants from the Dunhuang Empire all facepalmed, sweating profusely.
...
Long Xiaotian watched Mu Chen with great interest through the Purple Flame and laughed. "What are you doing? Showing off your fair arm?"
Mu Chen smiled faintly. "Heh, you’ll see soon enough."
With that said, Mu Chen’s expression suddenly hardened. He extended his right arm, and a ring-shaped bracelet instantly materialized on it, emitting a dazzling golden light!
Below, Mu Bingling covered her mouth when she saw Mu Chen’s action. "Could it be..."
Qing Lei was stunned by her words but didn’t ask Mu Bingling any questions. Instead, he looked up at the sky. ’Nothing is clearer than seeing it with my own eyes!’
The moment this light appeared, Long Xiaotian grew cautious. The attack in his hands was already fully charged, and he would launch it the instant Mu Chen made a wrong move! A battle between Emperors didn’t require much close-quarters combat! Primordial Power was the strength they prided themselves on!
"BZZZT..."
Just as the dazzling light from the bracelet flared to its peak, a silver, glowing crack appeared out of thin air on its surface!
"Star-Shattering Seal! Release!"
"CLANG!"
After the crisp sound, the Sealing Ring formed by the Shattered Star Lock Chain slowly expanded and began to spin rapidly on Mu Chen’s arm. The patterns on the ring flashed with golden light, and a moment later, with a CLICK, it split open down the middle, completely freeing Mu Chen’s arm!
At the same time, the Primordial Power within Mu Chen’s body erupted violently, instantly forming a huge blue cyclone that enveloped him. It looked like a mass of burning ice flames, appearing exceptionally otherworldly!
Following that, white, grooved patterns began to emerge on Mu Chen’s right arm. These patterns traced an extremely strange design across his arm. Mu Bingling watched these glowing white patterns, her mouth slightly agape. Although she couldn’t understand what the patterns represented, they were perfectly neat and symmetrical, exuding a strange sense of beauty at a single glance.
After flickering for a moment, the white, grooved patterns began to look like cracks in the earth’s surface. Pitch-black Netherworld Demonic Flames ignited from within them, instantly shrouding Mu Chen’s arm. An incredibly terrifying, scorching aura radiated from his right arm, making even Mu Bingling, who was a hundred meters away, feel unbearably hot!
The appearance of the Netherworld Demonic Flame signaled that Mu Chen’s Nether Bone Arm was fully unleashed. Wisps of gray Evil Qi seeped out from his arm, forming a natural gray barrier around him. Just from the feeling it gave off, one could sense evil and fear!
The protruding rocks at Mu Chen’s feet were already showing signs of melting. One could only imagine how terrifying the temperature of that black Netherworld Demonic Flame was!
But it wasn’t over. Mu Chen’s arm, originally fair and well-defined, rapidly turned pitch-black after the Netherworld Demonic Flames appeared. This blackness was completely different from the scorched look of charcoal; it was a deep, abyssal black, like the void itself! Combined with the strange, beautiful, symmetrical patterns, his arm looked as if a raging Netherworld Demonic Flame had ignited in the void, threatening to burn one’s very soul to ashes!
"It’s not over yet."
A grin spread across his face. The white of Mu Chen’s right eye had been replaced by pitch-black, and within that darkness, a crystalline, ice-blue snowflake insignia slowly spun. The intense heat instantly incinerated his white hair tie. A head of otherworldly ice-blue hair swayed in the wind, and a moment later, strands of black hair began to emerge from the blue! Mu Chen’s appearance had undergone a heaven-and-earth-shattering transformation.
Demonic charm! Unbridled arrogance! The domineering air of an Emperor emanated from him! It was as if a Demon God had descended upon the world! All living things would have to submit to him!
"BOOM!!"
With a light wave of his arm, the gray Evil Qi surrounding Mu Chen was instantly blasted away by a wave of Qi Force, and his appearance was fully revealed to everyone.
"HISS!"
Seeing Mu Chen’s current appearance, everyone couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath. It was as if something was caught in their throats, preventing them from making a sound.
"Hmm?" The sloppy old man who was observing the celestial phenomena sensed the disturbance below. He glanced down in surprise and exclaimed, "Qilin Power! And such pure Qilin Power at that! Haha... What kind of fortuitous encounters has this kid had? Interesting! Truly interesting!"
Although he was saying one thing, the strange celestial phenomena in the old man’s eyes continued to evolve rapidly. As they did, sounds of clicking admiration escaped his lips.
"Sorry to keep you waiting!" Mu Chen suddenly clenched his right fist. A scorching vortex of air instantly condensed around his arm. His Ice Extreme Demon Pupils, fixed on Long Xiaotian, spun rapidly. With a stomp of his foot, he kicked up a terrifying wave of heat and charged toward Long Xiaotian. Absolute power suppression, an absolute physical clash! As if infused with immense force, Mu Chen’s right fist punched out from hundreds of meters away!
"BOOM!!"
Space trembled violently. A huge cyclonic shockwave spread out from in front of Mu Chen, thousands of meters in diameter. At the center of this cyclone, a bloom of black Netherworld Demonic Flame shot toward Long Xiaotian with terrifying force!
"Hah! Purple Flame Slash!"
Seemingly sensing the Emperor’s aura coming from Mu Chen, Long Xiaotian gritted his teeth. The Purple Flame already gathered on his fists suddenly merged. He raised his hands high, forming a huge Purple Flame Greatsword in the air. He swung the sword down, and a slash of purple fiery Qi Force met the black Netherworld Demonic Flame released by Mu Chen.
"BOOM!!"
The violent expansion of the Combat Skills once again scattered endless flames across the now-calm sky. Only this time, the purple flames were mixed with countless black flames of an even more terrifying temperature.
These flames all landed on the light barrier created by Dilaka, but the ripples they created were completely different. A discerning eye could tell at a glance that the black Netherworld Demonic Flame released by Mu Chen was far more terrifying than Long Xiaotian’s Purple Flame!
"BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!"
The Combat Skills clashed, but neither Mu Chen nor Long Xiaotian’s assault paused for a moment. Terrifying speed amplified terrifying power as they constantly collided in mid-air. The purple flames and black Netherworld Demonic Flames never stopped raining down, rendering the barren Peak of the Holy Mark into something like a purple-and-black volcano!
"Damn it! Hah!"
With a single punch, Long Xiaotian sent Mu Chen flying. The Fire Attribute Elemental Power of a Second-Ring Martial Emperor gushed out of his body. A pair of purple flame wings emerged from Long Xiaotian, instantly expanding to a thousand meters and hovering behind him.
"Purple Wing Slash!"
With a loud shout, Long Xiaotian suddenly dashed forward several hundred meters. He abruptly curled into a ball and spun rapidly in the air. As he spun, the two thousand-meter-long purple flame wings took on the appearance of two blades, slashing down viciously at Mu Chen!
Watching the menacing dual-bladed fire wings descending from the sky, Mu Chen suddenly raised his left hand and shouted in a low voice, "Dragon Transformation—Profound Dragon Arm!"
An ice-blue, cold aura seeped out of Mu Chen’s body. It circled him once before transforming into a Profound Ice Giant Dragon that shot into the sky, firmly blocking the Fire Wing Dual Blades in mid-air and preventing them from descending an inch.
As if displaying its majesty, the Profound Ice Giant Dragon’s phantom roared, then abruptly turned and dove toward Mu Chen’s left arm. After a tremendous BOOM, the Profound Dragon Arm was fully activated. Ice-blue scales spread across his arm with a SWISH. Several sharp Profound Ice Thorns jutted out from the outer side of his arm. The Profound Ice Giant Dragon coiled around his arm in a perfect fit, transforming into an exquisite, art-like piece of Ice Dragon Hand Armor!
At the same time, Mu Chen’s left cheek was also covered in dense, ice-blue scales. In the blink of an eye, a mysterious half-mask, the Ice Dragon Mask, had formed on the left side of his face, creating a stark contrast with his pitch-black right side!
A contrast of ice and fire!!
"Fall!"
Long Xiaotian didn’t care whether Mu Chen’s transformation was complete. The Fire Wing Dual Blades, which had paused in the sky, came crashing down, reaching Mu Chen in the blink of an eye!
"Hmph! A parlor trick!"
His Ice Extreme Demon Pupils spinning rapidly, Mu Chen abruptly raised his Nether Bone Arm, wreathed in black Netherworld Demonic Flame, and his Profound Dragon Arm, surrounded by an Extreme Ice Aura, and charged up to meet the Fire Wing Dual Blades!
"CLANG!"
The sound of metal colliding echoed throughout the entire Peak of the Holy Mark. Mu Chen’s hands had directly gripped the Fire Wing Dual Blades, creating a dense shower of sparks!
"What?!" Long Xiaotian gritted his teeth, staring at Mu Chen in utter shock. He could never have imagined that a mere First-Ring Martial Sect could catch his proud Purple Wing Slash with his bare hands! That was a Combat Skill comparable to a Gold Attribute one!