novelraw Chapter 1408 - 1406: Zhu Qilue, Hanging by a Thread!
Chapter 1408 - 1406: Zhu Qilue, Hanging by a Thread!
The Heavenly Fire Descent is one of the highest secret techniques of the Fire Clan, and not just anyone can control it.
If one hasn't reached a certain cultivation realm, the forcefully summoned Heavenly Fire Descent might look overwhelming, but it will ultimately become a spent force, lacking any real offensive power.
In other words, it's just for show.
It can't cause any real damage!
Zhu Qilue being able to summon the Heavenly Fire Descent was indeed surprising to Gong Wenya. But whether Zhu Qilue could control it, Gong Wenya was quite certain of his answer.
No!
The spy, however, looked puzzled, seemingly unconvinced by Gong Wenya's words. Yet, not daring to voice his disbelief, he just waited patiently.
"Watch, in no more than ten seconds, the Heavenly Fire Descent will vanish."
Meanwhile.
The battlefield was full of wails!
"It's terrifying! Run!"
"If we don't run now, it will be too late!"
"Heavenly Fire Descent... This guy knows how to use it!"
Zhu Qilue watched the chaotic scene and sneered. A bunch of cowards, scared senseless at the sight of the Heavenly Fire Descent, yet they still thought of slaying him—utterly laughable!
"Die!"
He shouted fiercely, his face twisted.
Rumble, rumble!
The Heavenly Fire Descent drew ever closer to the ground, the entire sky filled with heavenly fire, the blazing flames falling as if to incinerate all things. Once it falls, not even a blade of grass will survive!
Moreover.
It covered a radius of a hundred miles, with no escape!
The three thousand Chiyun troops were right at the center of the Heavenly Fire Descent; even if they wanted to escape alive, it was impossible.
The terrified and chaotic scene of the Chiyun troops greatly boosted Zhu Qilue's morale, even causing him to become somewhat complacent.
Just as he sneered coldly at the Chiyun troops scattering like ants.
Without warning!
There's a thud in his heart!
Then.
His body began to feel strange!
Zhu Qilue's body started trembling violently, uncontrollably trembling, growing more intense.
The flames around him slowly started to extinguish, and the Heavenly Fire began to lose its earlier terror, gradually calming down, and the sound gradually faded, becoming not fierce at all.
This is bad...
Zhu Qilue cried out in his heart, his face suddenly turning extremely unsightly.
He had become somewhat complacent earlier!
Forgetting that his cultivation realm hadn't reached the point where he could control the Heavenly Fire Descent!
Moreover, he was so eager to annihilate the three thousand Chiyun troops that he tried to hasten the descent of the Heavenly Fire, greatly depleting his spiritual power.
Now.
He had no spiritual power left in his body, which meant he lost control over the Heavenly Fire Descent!
Once the Heavenly Fire Descent loses the control of spiritual power, it completely loses its lethality and might even gradually disappear as it falls.
This is bad!
Too bad!
He was so thrilled that he completely forgot about this until something strange happened to his body.
Not only would he make a fool of himself in front of everyone, but he might also lose his life.
If he had stuck to the original plan and lured these people away, he might have easily escaped despite being seriously injured.
But now, his arrogance led him into a crisis, with no spiritual power left to support him, nor the ability to use the Heavenly Fire Descent to annihilate everyone.
It was like a rabbit jumping into the wolves' den, destined to be torn apart.
In the next second!
Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Zhu Qilue's forehead, rolling down his cheeks. He widened his eyes, his features twisted and fierce, desperately trying to control the Heavenly Fire Descent.
But.
His body was already beyond his control, weak and exhausted.
All his energy was depleted, his body empty, unable to muster even a bit of spiritual power.
If he kept pushing, the force he was forcing out might tear him apart before the Chiyun troops could do anything.
With a thud!
Under the watchful eyes of many, Zhu Qilue collapsed, kneeling on the ground, gasping for air, his face flushed red.
The leader of the Chiyun troops stared in confusion, blinking at Zhu Qilue, thinking it was some new trick, hesitant to approach.
Why did he kneel suddenly? What's this new game? Damn, better be careful, this guy is something else.
He muttered to himself, eyes fixed on Zhu Qilue, trying to figure out what was happening.
However.
Zhu Qilue remained kneeling, drenched in sweat, never standing up.
Just as the Chiyun troops' leader was puzzled, shouts came from behind him.
"Look! The Heavenly Fire Descent is gone!"
"Damn... it really is... It was right above us and now it's just gone?"
"We're saved! We're saved!"
"Fantastic! We won't die!"
"Damn it! All a bluff by Zhu Qilue, that Heavenly Fire Descent must have been fake."
"Kill him! We must kill him!"
The leader of the Chiyun troops heard the shouts, quickly looked up.
Indeed!
The once densely packed Heavenly Fire that filled the sky had vanished without a trace. The sky was still as overcast as before the appearance of the Heavenly Fire Descent, as if nothing had happened.
Except for the lingering high temperatures in the air, making people uncomfortable, there was no sign that the Heavenly Fire Descent had been there.
He stood there stunned, open-mouthed, speechless.
After a few seconds of daze.
He suddenly snapped back, realizing at last!
Zhu Qilue was out of strength!
So the Heavenly Fire Descent disappeared, because if he had enough strength to sustain it, they, the three thousand Chiyun troops, would surely have perished in the sea of fire.
They narrowly escaped this calamity!
"Zhu Young Master, where's your Heavenly Fire Descent now?! Hahaha, weren't you arrogant just now, saying you'd turn all three thousand of us into ashes?! Now why are you kneeling on the ground, unable to get up? A waste is always a waste, no future for you!" The leader of the Chiyun troops laughed triumphantly, mocking him.
Completely forgetting how he was too scared to move earlier, you'd think he was the one who defeated Zhu Qilue and stopped the Heavenly Fire Descent's assault.
But in reality, it was just that Zhu Qilue's own strength failed him, and he fell to the ground.
Though he did get one thing right.
Zhu Qilue was now kneeling on the ground, completely out of strength. He couldn't even stand, let alone resist the attack of three thousand Chiyun troops.
He was now as defenseless as a chicken, waiting for death.
"Zhu Young Master, get up. Let me see what else you've got?" The leader of the Chiyun troops taunted, his sword gleaming with sharp cold light as he inched towards Zhu Qilue.
Behind him, chaotic footsteps converged, the dispersed three thousand Chiyun troops feeling disgraced, all coming for Zhu Qilue, ready to tear him apart to make up for their earlier embarrassment.
"Brothers, how should we deal with this useless waste?"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The sound was earth-shattering, echoing to the sky, audible even to Gong Wenyao far in the Changwen Hall.
"The High Priest really is prescient, the Heavenly Fire Descent did disappear! Looks like those three thousand Chiyun troops are going to carve up Zhu Qilue."
"Haha, he brought it upon himself. Wonder what Zhu Sui will think hearing about his son's death."
Gong Wenyao laughed sinisterly, leaning back on his throne, closing his eyes in meditation.
Zhu Qilue's ears were filled with the roars of the three thousand Chiyun troops, but he wasn't afraid at all. Instead, he smiled faintly.
"I saw clearly how you were acting like dogs just now, and now you've escaped a disaster, you're starting to bark."
"Zhu Qilue! You damn well watch your arrogance! Your life is in our hands now!" The leader of the Chiyun troops shouted, rushing forward with a stride, placing his sword on Zhu Qilue's arm with an icy chill. "Now you must tell me where those two women are, or I'll chop your head off!"