Redemption of a Born Demon

Chapter 140 - 139: The Clash of Holy Flame and Demon Flame Shakes Heaven and Earth

"Huh?"

Just as Zhu Zi’Er was muttering to herself, she suddenly felt something and looked in a certain direction across the street.

Meanwhile, Yi Beidou, who had stood up and was walking away from Elena, also stopped in his tracks and looked toward the same spot.

What were they looking at?

The crowd followed their gazes.

There, on the roof of a three-story shop across the street, a tall figure had appeared at some point, his arms crossed over his chest.

His back was to the sun, casting a massive shadow.

As the crowd’s eyes fell upon him, the figure suddenly leaped down from the rooftop, which was over ten meters high. Amid the onlookers’ gasps, he landed steadily on the ground and strode toward Yi Beidou and the others.

This man was also Caucasian, with slightly curled blond hair draped over his broad shoulders. His physical proportions were as perfect as a statue from Ancient Greece.

Most striking were his pupils. They weren’t the common blue or green of a Caucasian but a faint gold. As his gaze swept over them, it gave off an intense, scorching sensation, as if it could melt one’s very soul.

Atop the Modu Center Mansion, Devi, who stood at the city’s apex, had a flicker of interest in his eyes.

’The worthless small fry have been cleared out. It’s finally time for the main event.’

"Blasphemer Moncalis."

Devi muttered to himself.

Blasphemer Moncalis, an Englishman, was the Church Court’s youngest Holy Sanctuary Knight and Cardinal. He was a Holy Flame Master who purified all heresy, but at the peak of his fame, he publicly defected from the Church Court and was hunted by several Saint Realm experts from Western Europe.

According to rumor, even Reincarnators from certain Secret Organizations closely affiliated with the Church Court had secretly made moves against him.

However, he survived. And not only was his Holy Flame ability not weakened by his betrayal of the Deities, it had grown even stronger.

He had stolen the power of a god.

Since then, the Church Court never spoke of him again, and his name became an unspeakable taboo.

But it was undeniable that he was now the undisputed number one of Western Europe’s new generation.

「Back on the scene.」

"I came to see who stole the opponent that should have been mine. I didn’t expect it to be you, Elena."

The tall man slowly approached, his gaze landing on Elena, who was lying amidst the rubble.

Originally, he was supposed to be Yi Beidou’s next target. He had already sensed his opponent’s arrival and was waiting quietly.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Zi’Er had intercepted and led Yi Beidou here, causing him to fight Elena first.

Having been stood up, Moncalis had come over to investigate for himself.

Hearing his voice, some of the light returned to Elena’s eyes, and she turned her head to look toward Moncalis.

"Blasphemer Moncalis!"

she exclaimed in a low voice. She had heard that after being hunted by the Church Court, he spent his years cultivating at the Pole. She never imagined he would also enter Donghua.

’If it’s this guy, then maybe... ’

An unusual light flickered in her eyes.

’The Blasphemer?’

Yi Beidou looked at the slowly approaching Moncalis. He could feel the man’s True Intent extending faintly toward the infinite heights of the sky, connecting with some special magnetic field in the unseen world.

’Does this person also cultivate a form of Prayer Witchcraft, just like Elena?’

"My mistake. It seems I’ve kept you waiting."

Yi Beidou also strode toward Moncalis.

"If you’re not in top condition, I don’t mind waiting a while longer."

A slight smile touched Moncalis’s lips.

"That won’t be necessary. How could a crooked path that merely begs Deities for power possibly injure me?"

Yi Beidou said flatly.

"Hahaha, you’re right. It is indeed a crooked path."

"What Deities are there in this world? It’s all just a mass of power. Why revere it? All one needs is to find a way to make it serve them, just like any other power in this world."

"The one who masters the power is the ’True God’."

Moncalis said with a great laugh.

The next moment, his True Intent violently stirred a certain magnetic field in nature, and the Qi and blood in his body surged.

BOOM!!

A golden light erupted from Moncalis’s body. The light twisted and flickered, like a ball of burning golden flame.

Tyrannical, pure, scorching, and extremely aggressive.

It was visible to the naked eye, tangible and real.

Transforming Illusion into Reality, the radiance was self-generated.

"It’s so hot!!"

Beads of sweat instantly appeared on the foreheads of the onlookers. They felt the temperature of the surrounding air rising, and the intense burning sensation grew even more severe when they stared at the body shrouded in golden flames.

When they lowered their gazes, the burning sensation would quickly subside. It was incredibly strange.

It was as if the one standing before them wasn’t a man, but a deity who could not be profaned with a glance.

The Holy Flame.

The legendary wrath of God, capable of annihilating all evil and heresy. It was one of the most powerful methods controlled by the Church Court.

The nature of this flame was exceedingly tyrannical. To master it, one had to pray to the Deities with the utmost piety, offer everything they were to the supreme Lord, and obey all His laws to receive His protection and earn the right to use this power.

If one’s heart was insincere, if one’s faith in the Lord wavered, the Holy Flame would first incinerate the user’s soul.

But the man before them was different. He had publicly defected from the Church Court, committing the grave sin of blasphemy, yet he still possessed the right to wield the Holy Flame.

He had subjugated the power of a god, transcended mere prayer, and truly become the master of that power.

He had gone from a heretical path to a righteous one; all Taoist Skills lead to the same truth.

But in the eyes of some, his actions were a blasphemy against the Deities.

"What a Blasphemer. What a Holy Flame."

A look of delight appeared in Yi Beidou’s eyes. He had already encountered two Saint Realm masters today, but they were merely appetizers.

The person before him now was the true main course.

A being worthy of being hunted by a Celestial Demon.

A Free Celestial Demon obstructs the path to enlightenment. Only those who truly walk the path can become a Celestial Demon’s prey.

THUD!!

He took a step forward, activating the Celestial Slaughter Seven Stars Step Technique. The sky dimmed, and the stars of the Beidou constellation flickered into view.

This time, however, only half the sky grew dark, because the other half was still illuminated by the golden Holy Flame.

Yi Beidou’s body surged with Demon Flame, filled with a chilling aura that stood in stark contrast to the scorching heat of the Holy Flame.

After five steps, Yi Beidou’s aura flared, and he stood facing Moncalis.

The two men were of similar build and height. One was covered in blue Demon Flame, while the other was wreathed in roaring golden Holy Flame, creating a sharp contrast.

At this moment, under the influence of their immense True Intents, the crowd could see nothing else. Only the two opposing figures remained in their vision.

It was as if they were the center of the world.

Before they even exchanged blows, their two flames clashed first.

Yi Beidou’s Demon Flame possessed a Heaven-Devouring ability and could even perform Refinement on the Divine Power of the "Blood Ancestor." Yet at this moment, it was unable to dissolve the golden Holy Flame.

This magnetic field was exceptionally tyrannical, seeming to possess a unique quality that made it supreme in the world. It was extremely exclusionary and difficult to shake.

Gold is the most chemically stable metal in the world. In Cultivation, anything associated with the color gold is considered an unshakable and ultimate truth.

Golden Fire, Golden Body, Golden Core...

Cultivation originates from heaven, earth, and nature, and contains its own True Intent and principles. No description is without basis.

Although Chinese and foreign cultures are different, many things are universal.

A trace of surprise also appeared in Moncalis’s eyes.

The Holy Flame was so tyrannical that it burned away all magnetic fields in its path. This was the "Power of Purification."

Against ordinary masters, he could produce an extremely suppressive effect with the Holy Flame alone.

Yet now, it was merely on par with this man’s flame?

He even had a faint feeling that his Holy Flame was being put through Refinement by his opponent.

It was simply unbelievable.

One had to understand that the ultimate source of his power was a vast magnetic field in the unseen world of nature, while this man’s power came entirely from within himself.

Human strength against Divine Power.

A smile appeared on Moncalis’s lips.

He liked this kind of opponent.

Once, in order to obtain the power of the Holy Flame, he had single-mindedly served the Deities, but that was merely a disguise.

How could humans possibly submit to Deities? The power of the gods should ultimately be controlled by humans.

And the man before him not only wanted to master the power of the gods, he wanted to master the heavens themselves.

Only from an opponent like this could he find the possibility of improvement.

He came to Donghua not to fulfill the goals of any politician or mastermind, but only to take this opportunity to meet such an opponent.

BOOM!!

He made his move.

He threw a palm strike, and the Holy Flame surged.

Yi Beidou didn’t yield an inch, meeting it with a palm strike of his own.

There were no techniques, no tricks, only the purest clash of power and spirit.

Waves of Qi billowed out, but both of their bodies remained completely motionless. Instead, the street below them exploded, sending rubble flying.

The hair on Yi Beidou’s head stood on end. After comprehending the Demon Flame and advancing his Celestial Slaughter Seven Stars, his five steps now held nearly the same power in Heart Intent and Physical Ability as his previous seven steps. This was the first time he had ever met an opponent who could clash with him head-on.

To fight the Demon Body head-on without being at a disadvantage—what kind of physical strength was this?

This was the result of Moncalis’s Cultivation at the Pole.

When he first seized the power of the Holy Flame, he couldn’t control it well. Once unleashed, the scorching Holy Flame would roast everything around him like a microwave, making it extremely unstable.

He went to the Pole to cultivate amidst the ice and snow. In the beginning, the seasons reversed within a ten-meter radius of him. The snow melted, and the Pole transformed into a crucible.

Over the next three years, he reined in his power, and his control over the Holy Flame grew more and more adept. By the time he set off for Donghua, he could allow snow to pile up on his body without melting, yet feel no trace of cold despite wearing thin clothes.

Neither created nor destroyed, neither melting nor freezing.

With Harmonized True Qi, heaven and earth became a furnace to refine the human body’s Great Pill.

At that point, with his control of the Holy Flame reaching a microscopic level, it instead tempered his own body, forging the Golden Saint Body.

"You are worthy of me taking the next step."

Yi Beidou’s voice was like a clap of thunder.

BOOM!

The aura within him surged once more. A sixth star appeared in the sky, and his Demon Flame erupted toward the heavens.

His muscles bulged, his body grew taller, veins popped on his skin, and his hair stood on end in fury.

The Celestial Demon Form was revealed.

"Let me see your true power!!"

Moncalis bellowed.

His body also began to change. Patches of crimson markings appeared on his fair skin, spreading like flames.

These were "Sacred Marks."

They represented a deep resonance between his body and the Holy Flame’s magnetic field, completely activating his Physical Ability.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!

There were no fancy techniques, only the purest clash of flesh and power.

As fists and feet met, the earth shattered, radiance overflowed, and waves of Qi surged like the tide.

"Why is the world shaking?!!"

The onlookers could no longer focus on watching the fight. With every clash between the two figures, they felt as if heaven and earth were trembling. Like drunken men, they could barely control their bodies from swaying back and forth.