I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 678 - 674: Final Battle (32)
Chapter 678: Chapter 674: Final Battle (32)
Within the flaming crown, there was vaguely the shape of a fairy crane. However, because its evolution was interrupted mid-process, the appearance of the Crane King was quite ghastly. Its left half was still adorned with crimson fire feathers, albeit sparse and patchy like a bare bird. Its right half was even more odd with the original crimson feathers having already fallen off, replaced by newly sprouted yellowish-white feathers. However, these feathers were disrupted by the combined attack of the Mi Clan and currently clung to its body like down feathers. What was once the majestic Flaming Luminous Fire Feathered Crane now resembled a long-beaked vulture.
Despite its comical appearance, not even one of the Martial Ancestors on the other side of the crown of the tree could bring themselves to laugh. They all bore expressions of grave apprehension.
At this moment, the flaming crown enveloping the Crane King had completely turned white. This extreme heat could melt even raw iron, and the protective techniques of a Fierce Realm powerhouse could not last long in this intensity of flames.
His face grave, Mi Yang withdrew the beast seals from his hand.
Just as the combined attack shattered the giant egg, he had hoped to regain control over the Crane King, but this aspiration was now completely extinguished.
The avian secrets that the Mi Clan had been utilizing fundamentally involved techniques for controlling the souls of birds and beasts, applying seals to different bird and beast souls to refine or enslave them.
Thus, each bird and beast had a set of similar, yet distinctly unique, seals to better enable control.
As the beast king of the valley, the Flaming Luminous Fire Feathered Crane had more than a dozen such seals on it. The most robust among them was the Demon Soul Lock that Mi Yang had just cast.
With Mi Yang’s cultivation and the stubbornness of the Demon Soul Lock, even a Half-Step Demon King on the other side could only cry out. No matter how much he amplified his spiritual power output, it was as if a clay ox fell into the sea. Only the pair of blazing yet endlessly cold eyes gave a response from time to time in the void.
The response of the Demon Soul Lock had already explained many problems. Mi Yang had made a judgement in his heart and warned the Martial Ancestors, who were eager to try nearby, “Be careful. The Crane King has already reached the stage of a Demon King. Don’t let it get close.”
The crowd was alarmed, with a few of the less cultivated Martial Ancestors retreating several meters and getting prepared cautiously.
The difference between a wild beast and a beast king was as vital as the difference between the Fierce Realm and the King Realm. Thankfully, they had interrupted the Crane King’s evolution, or else the consequences would have been unthinkable.
“Why does it have to be at this time?” Mi Chen lamented in a low voice, his eyebrows furrowed, lamenting, “Not evolving earlier or later, but precisely when the Tang Clan is attacking South Ridge. Isn’t that a little too convenient?”
If time could be pushed back by half a year, the evolution of the Flaming Luminous Fire Feathered Crane would have meant a grand celebration worth rejoicing for the entire Mi Clan. However, at this moment, it was more like a thorn stuck painfully in their side.
Can’t you see that this was deliberately planned by someone?!” Mi Yang responded angrily, “Even without evolution, the strength of the Flaming Luminous Fire Feathered Crane is not to be underestimated. The number of people in Xiling who can both have a major battle with it over the fire swamp and leisurely walk away afterwards can be counted on one hand. And in this South Ridge, excluding our family, there’s only one person left!”
“You’re saying that the one who caused this anomaly in the beast valley was Xiao Jinlin?”
“Who else could it be?!”
While the two were talking, the Crane King had already organized its first reprisal and its wings brought a wave of pure white fury. Mi Yang could only transform into a Divine Willow once more, standing in front of everyone, and blocking this flame wave that could incinerate all things for the Martial Ancestors of the Mi Clan.
The tough willow branches forming a big web were incinerated before they could even put up resistance. Still, in its hindrance, the pure white flame wave was eventually blocked. Mi Yang, however, lost tens of thousands of willow branches, which resulted in a huge loss of his primary Qi, forcing him out of his Divine Willow Dharma Body.
Sixteen emerald green beams of light hit the Crane King from every direction, and the flaming crane that used its flame crown for an attack and lost its defense was shaken by the Divine Wood blasts.
A typical Demon King has three layers of defense. First, there’s the spiritual protection outside the body, then there are the feathers and scales, and finally the demon’s physical body.
However, the Flaming Luminous Fire Feathered Crane had just entered the realm of the Demon King. Not to mention the newly emerged yellowish-white fire feathers, even the old crimson fire feathers hadn’t had a chance to fade. Against the sudden increase in attacks, it could only defend with the physical strength of a Demon King.
But the physical strength of avian creatures was ultimately not as substantial as that of mammalian creatures. These sixteen resolute and conclusive Divine Wood blasts easily tore open the Crane King’s demonic form, forcing it to fly off.
In mid-air, the Crane King stabilized its figure with much effort and then spat its vital inner fire towards Mi Yang and the others in its fury. The blue-white flames gathered into a beam of light, crashing heavily onto Mi Yang’s chest.
The protective technique of a top-ranking Fierce Realm couldn’t even withstand a moment and was easily torn apart. The blue-white beam of light effortlessly penetrated through Mi Yang’s body, boring a large hole in his chest.
The Martial Ancestors of the Mi Clan could not expect that the Crane King, which had just endured the full-strength blow from the sixteen Martial Ancestors, could still counterattack. By the time they reacted, Mi Yang had already been impaled by the pillar of fire, and the victorious Crane King was not yet satisfied. Its surrounding flame crown stirred the tree into thousands of burning leaves, inciting a storm of crimson flames that enveloped the people of the Mi Clan.
A dozen illusions of the Qingmu Battle Body appeared, creating a world of green within the sea of flames. Mi Chen, holding Mi Yang, ordered others, “We mustn’t linger here. Exit the scope of the fire tree quickly!”
Green trees tore open a fissure in the sea of flames from which the people of the Mi Clan broke out. Turning back around, they saw that the entire upper part of the Divine Fire Phoenix Tree was covered by a storm of flames. Those spiritual birds that were originally hanging on the various tree branches were even more obliterated by the tempest. Not even ashes remained.
If it hadn’t been for Mi Chen’s decisive command, the fate of the people of the Mi Clan would not have been any better than these roasted birds. But the question they faced now was, how could they win against such a fierce Crane King.
Mi Yang, severely injured, pushed away from Mi Chen’s support and stabilized himself in the void. After transforming into the Divine Wood form, even the hollow in his chest had been filled with withered wood. For other warriors receiving such a heavy blow, even their souls would be slightly damaged, but Mi Yang, possessing the resilience of the Divine Wood, was able to eliminate this injury by transforming into the Divine Wood.
“We have to draw the Crane King away. In this range of the fire tree, we have no way to deal with it.” The voice of Mi Yang, who had transformed into a tree person, was deep and hoarse, like a piece of dry wood that had been rubbed in sandy wind for a thousand years.
Looking at the raging storm of fire in the distance, Mi Chen frowned, “As you can see, the flame crown around the Crane King is pure white. This flame would burn anyone who touches it instantly. If the Crane King were to rage, the entire South Ridge would be reduced to scorched earth!”
Changes in spiritual power can be largely judged from its color, especially energy like fire. The color is also a direct reflection of the temperature.
From the most common red flame, to orange and yellow spiritual fire, and then from yellowish-white to pure white and blue-white.
Each change in the color of the fire spirit power signifies a change in temperature. The flame crown on the Crane King’s body at this moment is almost insoluble for ordinary Transcendent warriors. Even for some warriors who are experts in fire techniques, there is hardly any possibility of resisting this level of flames.
