Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 1122: A Single Thrust

A windstorm raged, and thunder crackled. The boost afforded by two wheels of time caused wind and storm to wrap around Fang Yi's body as though he were a spear, one that pierced through the swarm of insects.

At the same time, another wheel of time appeared to his back.

"[Goldenscale Palm: Qilin]!" Golden light burst forth from Sun Xiaowu's golden mecha. It cocked its arm in perfect synchrony with Sun Xiaowu's actions. As golden light brimmed and spilled throuhgout the void,

Sun Xiaowu's body rose into the air until he was directly before the golden mecha's chest. His arm grew larger as golden scales appeared over his arm, and the image of a golden qilin materialized behind him.

As Sun Xiaowu swung his fists forward, the golden qilin soared into the air, a hundred thousand meters long, almost as large as Ghroth was.

The qilin's scales were radiant and shining with golden light, each like a miniature sun. It looked like a god descending from the heavens, its long whiskers floating in the void, surrounded by golden clouds, looking like a sculpture of gold.

The golden qilin shot forward with Sun Xiaowu's unch, gleaming in a shroud of golden light. Just the light it gave off seemed like anathema to the Xiagai, which screeched and smoked and turned to dust when they were caught by the illuminating beams.

Fang Yi, surrounded by wind and storm, hurriedly retreated to avoid being in the qilin's path.

The golden qilin shot toward Ghroth, causing the void to tremble where it passed by.

The tsunami of steel, lava spouts, silvery-white and pitch-black lightning, the purple storm, the spatial rends, the meteor shower of world fragments—once again, Ghroth invoked a sixfold disaster.

Even though the combination attack slowed the golden qilin down, it was able to break through and continue charging forward, albeit at a slower rate.

Ghroth's eyes sparked with red light. A tribulation of thunder struck the center of the manifest disasters and finally suppressed the golden qilin's might.

Fang Yi shot out with his spear, surrounded by wind and lightning.

"[Heaven's Judgment]!" As purple lightning forked through the air, Fang Yi leveled his spear. Wind and lightning surged forth. The combination of wind and lightning generated a frightening force that seemed to be able to penetrate space, as though the spear had transformed into an electric saw.

A fourth wheel of time appeared behind his back, causing the wind and storm around Fang Yi to grow more intense.

The wind and storm revolved around Fang Yi at high speed, turning him into an electric saw that broke through Ghroth's defenses.

The Xiagai and night devourers appeared in full force. The night devourers themselves weren't too difficult to deal with, but the Xiagai were particularly annoying and frightening foes.

Even Fang Yi had to be wary of them—as a fifth wheel of time appeared to his back.

"[Wheel of Time: Break]!"

With a howl from Fang Yi, the wheel of time behind him broke in a shower of light.

Next to Fang Yi appeared a shadow of himself, one which suddenly merged with Fang Yi's body and gave him a tremendous boost to his strength. The wind and lightning circling the spear doubled in intensity.

As the next wheel of time broke, even more light flared from Fang Yi's back. A second shadow appeared, merged with Fang Yi, and boosted his strength, followed by a third, a fourth, a fifth...

As more and more wheels of time behind Fang Yi broke, more ephemeral shadows appeared and boosted his strength to an extreme. Wind and storm circled him five times over.

A dragon's roar resounded through the air like peals of thunder, scattering the solar storm. A wind dragon and a storm tiger appeared. Wind and storm combined and crackled at the tip of Fang Yi's spear.

Fang Yi leveled his spear. Wind and lightning surged forth. The wind drew out the might of the solar storm, and lightning infused itself into the solar energy, turning a bright gold. Fang Yi's strength was multiplied five times over by the wind and storm around him. His spear tore apart the dense swarm of insects, causing the void to explode.

Sun Xiaowu and Fang Yi, working together, managed to defeat the sevenfold disaster. The gigantic golden qilin struck Ghroth's body.

Scorching vapors and ash exploded. A golden ocean tore apart rust-red mountains and land, covering the entirety of Ghroth's planet-head.

Ghroth had suffered an attack stronger than anything he had ever faced to date, and its planet-head seemed as though it might break apart at any moment.

Wilbow gaped in shock. He couldn't understand how Ghroth had been so badly wounded.

The sevenfold disaster, which combined with the insect swarms, resulted in an unprecedented catastrophe.

After Sun Xiaowu loosed the golden qilin, the golden mecha to his back faded and turned immaterial, its energies exhausted.

"[Wheel of Time]!" Fang Yi's spear took on the aspects of time and age. Temporal winds buffeted the spear, and a mysterious light began to circle the spear like lightning.

A wheel of light appeared behind Fang Yi, taking on the form of a clock.

Fang Yi thrust his spear forward so quickly it left dozens of afterimages in all directions, faster than even a machine gun. It pierced through the insects flying his way.

As he attacked, Fang Yi retreated and asked, "Xiaowu, can you keep fighting?"

Golden light surrounded Sun Xiaowu and returned to his body in the form of genetic energy. Sun Xiaowu snorted. "I'm not like you, growing limp after a single thrust! Don't you worry about me!"

As though trying to prove that he still had excess energy, Sun Xiaowu stomped on the ground and shouted, "[Blinding Flash: Hundred Thousandfold Echo]!"

Sun Xiaowu's body split into over a hundred thousand clones, so many they seemed to fill the void. He had created a hundred such clones in a single breath, but these clones were far weaker than those he had produced when he only summoned a thousand or ten thousand clones.

These were merely constructs of unadorned genetic energy. It was clear that Sun Xiaowu didn't yet have the strength to control a hundred thousand clones, but even so, it was an impressive enough feat.

Summoning so many clones at once would be draining both mentally and physically, even if Sun Xiaowu had regained much of his expended genetic energy.

The hundred thousand clones swarmed toward the sevenfold disaster.

"[Heaven's Judgment]! [Tiger's Howl, Dragon's Bellow]!" A dragon's roar resounded through the air like peals of thunder. Wind and storm combined and crackled at the tip of Fang Yi's spear...