Ultragenic Warlord

Chapter 1124: The Hunters Gather

Sun Mengmeng's arrows rained down in a meteor ?shower that tinted the air purple and gave the void a phantasmagorical appearance. The air turned dry and arid, as though a cataclysm was nigh.

Under the brilliant purple sky, everything began to burn, drowned in a sea of purple flame. Even the sixfold disasters were held back.

Sun Mengmeng suggested, "There's no need for us to dump all our energy into one massive blow. We can just take turns to strip each disaster off, one by one."

"I understand!"

As the snow fell, Zhang Hanxiang's palms glowed blue. Everything around her began to freeze, and winter's chill descended on the void. The bitter cold froze the lava.

"[Light's Bulwark: Draconic Fist]!" Li Feng punched forward, his right arm covered by radiant scales. A dragon of light materialized around his arm and roared, shattering the scorching-hot ocean of steel.

Sun Xiaowu shook his head. "This won't work. The attack's drawing near!"

"Shut up! Go rest by the side," Sun Mengmeng called back.

As Sun Mengmeng channeled her anger into her flames, her fire-attuned genetic energy exploded like a volcano.

Sun Xiaowu and Fang Yi shrunk back.

The black-and-white lightning and purple storm, interspersed with spatial rifts, drew closer.

"[Baptism of Hellfire: Full Moon]!"

Sun Mengmeng whirled her daggers all around her as a black moon rose into the air, shattering the black-and-white lightning.

Zhang Hanxiang swung both her arms in the air, conjuring needles as numerous as raindrops in a storm. However, in her panic, her attack failed to achieve the desired effect.

As Sun Xiaowu had said, it was untenable for them to get rid of the disasters one by one.

Sun Mengmeng and the other reinforcements weren't weaker than Sun Xiaowu and Fang Yi; they were simply not at peak performance from their recent fighting.

Further, although they had witnessed Ghroth's attacks, this was their first time encountering them for themselves, and they still needed some time to familiarize themselves with what he could do.

Ghroth was a far cry from Wilbow's brother, Whateley, or the planet-headed apostle in terms of strength. After all, he had been third in strength against all of the king of chaos' subordinates.

"[Light's Bulwark: Dragon's Teeth]!" Li Feng shielded Zhang Hanxiang. Concentrated light-attuned genetic energy surrounded him. A beam of light pierced through the purple storm and spatial rifts.

Sun Mengmeng cast [Black Sun], forming a cordon of purplish-black flame around her. She activated her most impactful soulshards for battle, transforming into a warrior of hell. The flames around Sun Mengmeng's body grew even taller and hotter.

"[Netherworld's Gaze]!" Hundreds of arrows, like beams of moonlight, shot toward the lightning of tribulation. Dense swarms of insects flew over. Zhang Hanxiang took the opportunity to attack, conjuring a field of icy flowers that froze them all.

After the fight in the white world, Zhang Hanxiang seemed to have grasped some higher principle. Her strength had been boosted considerably via her enlightenment regarding her elemental attunement.

"[Light's Bulwark: Meteoric Fist]!" An arclight dragon appeared behind Li Feng. He punched forward, and the dragon shot toward Ghroth like a bullet from a sniper rifle. The light dragon left behind a starry trail, breathtakingly beautiful.

Once again, however, Ghroth summoned a sixfold disaster. The starry bullet was expended against the might of the sixfold disasters.

As Sun Mengmeng, Zhang Hanxiang, and Li Feng frowned at how easily Ghroth had countered their attacks, a hundred thousand golden clones rushed forward in a battalion toward the manifold disasters.

They exploded one after another, illuminating the void in golden light. The sixfold disasters disappeared amidst the void.

Sun Mengmeng and the others turned to see Sun Xiaowu, radiant in gold, stepping forward.

"I can't bear to watch all of you fight any longer!" Sun Xiaowu shouted, grinning.

Thanks to their help in buying time for him and Fang Yi, Sun Xiaowu had recovered half his genetic energy and was able to continue fighting.

Sun Mengmeng scowled and thundered, "Keep resting! We can take him down."

Fang Yi strode forward, hefting his spear. "Enough. Who knows how long it'd take you to defeat Ghroth? Just buy me some time."

Li Feng grinned. "Are you going to use your signature thrust?"

"It's a spear strike!" Fang Yi corrected.

Li Feng glanced at him skeptically. "Given your current condition? Do you really have the stamina?"

"I have to hold out—I can't back down now. Hold on, what do you mean, my current condition?"

Li Feng replied, "Don't forget that we're around. If you need more time—we can definitely hold him off a bit longer."

Fang Yi shook his head. "Once we finish dealing with him, I'll have plenty of time to rest. I've recovered enough energy for a single strike."

Sun Xiaowu warned, "Don't try to resolve each disaster one by one, or we'll end up on the defensive. We have to take the initiative to strike."

While Sun Xiaowu was speaking, Ghroth launched another bolt of tribulation.

Sun Xiaowu's body flashed as a hundred thousand clones split from his main body.

"[Light's Bulwark: Earthbreak]!" Light-attuned genetic energy gathered on Li Feng's fist, compressing once and again. His fist began to glow with white light, and he launched a bolt of white light—only to have it be easily taken care of by a red bolt of lightning.

Sun Xiaowu's hundred thousand clones rushed forward, their fists clenched tightly. Golden light manifested around each fist, but before Sun Xiaowu could release his technique—

"Take my ultimate technique!" Fang Yi broke through the constraints of time and returned to the frozen world of gray, with him the only spot of color within.

The wheels of time to his back spun more and more quickly. Wind and lightning surged forth.

Wind and storm combined and crackled at the tip of Fang Yi's spear, imbuing it with sharpness and penetrating strength beyond measure.

Fang Yi compressed that energy again and again, until even the space around the spear started getting sucked in. The tip of the spear punched through space as though it were nothing more than paper.

The combination of elemental, temporal, and spatial energy at the tip of the spear multiplied the strength of Fang Yi's attack beyond what should have been possible.

The disparate energies boosted and augmented each other. Golden threads surrounded wind, storm, time, and space...