Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 876 876: No Rush

The Nine Flames Dragon is one of the supreme skills of the Sun Sect, one of the top ten Heavenly Sects in the Realm of Firmament Myriad Gods, incredibly powerful!

Only those who have crossed the first step of the Great Saint stage and hold an important position in the sect can train in this supreme skill because it is truly too powerful!

Each time a Nine Flames Dragon is cultivated, it's equivalent to gaining a helper whose strength matches your own. That's right, the Flame Dragons cultivated through the Nine Flames Dragon method are entirely equal in strength to oneself, and possibly even more powerful!!

At the Great Saint stage, each breakthrough allows the cultivation of an additional Flame Dragon. Therefore, the six Nine Flames Dragons Liu Wuying has condensed already represent his full strength.

With six Flame Dragons, plus himself, it equates to seven experts at the Sixth Heaven of the Great Saint!!

It's enough to easily crush an ordinary Sixth Heaven Great Saint. All along, these six Flame Dragons have been Liu Wuying's capital for running rampant and the greatest source of his confidence in his strength.

But now, these six Flame Dragons have actually betrayed, and even have their power sources altered, changed from fiery red Dragons to ice Dragons that seem to be condensed from moonlight, entirely silver and white!!

How is this possible!

How could such a thing happen!??

"You, you!! What kind of sorcery have you used, how could this happen, give me back my Flame Dragons! Give me back my Flame Dragons!!" Liu Wuying widened his eyes, staring fixedly at Qin Heng, shouting almost madly.

"These are my Flame Dragons, cultivated through three thousand years of hard work! How can you take them away! Give them back to me! Give them back!!"

At this moment, Ye Jiajia, Wang Jiuyin, and the other members of the Ye family were all stunned, looking at Qin Heng in disbelief, their mouths agape, struck dumb with shock, losing any sense of what to say.

Unbelievable!

It's truly unbelievable!!

Liu Wuying is a Sixth Heaven Great Saint, and these six Flame Dragons he condensed are immensely powerful, their might so overwhelming it's despair-inducing.

Yet in front of Qin Heng, such a powerful being was in the blink of an eye reduced to a pitiful state, stripped of his strongest method of attack, not daring even to uplift a finger, only venting his powerless rage.

Indeed, Liu Wuying was now in a state of powerless rage, not daring to act at all.

Although he was furious to the extreme, he wasn't foolish; he was also terrified, and while shouting he had already expanded his Spiritual Sense to begin searching for an escape route.

Qin Heng was too powerful.

This kind of power far exceeded Liu Wuying's comprehension; how could an ordinary Saint Lord level person silently take away his Flame Dragons!?

It was simply impossible!

Yet, it happened, right before his very eyes!!

Incredible!!

"Once I return to the sect, I must report this to the Saint Kings in the sect, thoroughly investigate this matter, and crush this kid's souls, not leaving any tiny bit of information unsearched!"

Liu Wuying's heart was still incredibly angry, with a killing intent towards Qin Heng almost boiling to a physical form, desiring to tear Qin Heng limb from limb and scatter his ashes. After all, those six Flame Dragons were the culmination of his three thousand years of cultivation.

It was practically the blood of his life's work!

"Now, what other methods do you have?" Qin Heng asked, looking at Liu Wuying with a half-smile, "Could it be that you're exhausted? Is this the extent of a Great Saint of the Sun Sect?"

"Don't be arrogant! Just you wait, just you wait!!" Liu Wuying was trembling with anger, but at the same time, he discovered a suitable route for escape.

It was towards the direction where Qin Heng's power aura was weakest, indicating that Qin Heng's power hadn't encompassed the entire area, with insufficient control over that direction.

There would definitely be no mistake in escaping that way!

Liu Wuying didn't worry it was a trap Qin Heng intentionally left. He was extremely confident in his Spiritual Sense, not believing that Qin Heng could deceive him.

After all, the main focus of cultivation in the Realm of Firmament Myriad Gods was the power of the divine soul, much stronger in Spiritual Sense than Martial Artists of the same realm. Moreover, Qin Heng was just a Saint Lord.

Even if his strength was formidable, fundamental differences in cultivation essence and realm gap were impossible to bridge. In Liu Wuying's understanding, it couldn't be otherwise!

Rumble!!

Suddenly there was a thunderous roar that shook the heavens and earth, and where Liu Wuying had stood moments before was now empty. He had turned into a brilliant flame, flying towards the southeast.

His speed was at its utmost limit, disappearing instantly with that sound appearing, obviously using all his might to flee!

In the aftermath of the thunderous roar, words drifted in with the breeze.

"Hahaha! Little brat, you just wait to die! I will return to the sect, soon the Great Saint Ninth Heaven, or even more powerful ones will come to kill you! Wait in terror for your death!!"

This was Liu Wuying's voice, arrogant to the extreme, full of anger and killing intent.

Upon hearing this, Ye Jiajia, Wang Jiuyin, and others turned pale with fright, some of the weaker-minded among them even fainting in fear.

Great Saint Ninth Heaven!

Even mightier beings coming to kill Qin Heng!!

"Master! What should we do now!?" Ye Jiajia asked in a panic, looking at Qin Heng, "Aren't you going to chase after him? If he really runs back to the sect, it will be disastrous!!"

She saw that Qin Heng remains standing where he was, without the slightest intent to pursue, anxious beyond measure, her worry for Qin Heng evident.

"No hurry." Qin Heng smiled faintly, his demeanor still relaxed, his eyes glinting with a faint golden hue as he gazed into the distance, seemingly watching Liu Wuying's fleeing figure.

…

Three thousand kilometers away from the Ye family estate, in the depths of a mist-shrouded valley, appearing as though it leads to another world,

A red light descends from the sky, revealing Liu Wuying's panicked figure upon its fading, then directly charges towards the front fog. This was the entrance to the spatial channel connecting Earth with the Realm of Firmament Myriad Gods.

"Damn it! How in this End of Dharma Age are there such terrifying beings? Clearly just at the Saint Lord level, yet unfathomably strong, even took away my Flame Dragons."

Liu Wuying cursed as he approached the white mist, glancing back anxiously, fearing Qin Heng might suddenly pursue him, only to find no one behind, just verdant trees within the valley.

"Ha, I was overly concerned. How could a mere Saint Lord, even if strong and with mysterious skills, possibly catch up with the speed of a Sixth Heaven Great Saint! Once back in the sect to request stronger experts, it'll be a death sentence for that brat!!"

Liu Wuying ground his teeth, already fantasizing about how to torture Qin Heng in the future.

After confirming Qin Heng wasn't chasing, he finally exhaled a breath of relief, but when he turned back, preparing to proceed and enter the white fog to head to the Realm of Firmament Myriad Gods—

He discovered that in front of him, the void suddenly began to distort, colors of various scenery rapidly drained, turning black and white, seemingly outlined by simple lines.

Simultaneously, in the most twisted part of the void where scenery was most bizarre, lines began sketching out a figure!!