Great Demon Sun Wukong

Feeling that familiar aura and the kinship originating from his bloodline, Flame God’s entire body trembled. How many years had it been since he felt the presence of his own kind’s bloodline? Since his death, the Burst Phoenix Clan had all but vanished from this world, completely annihilated, and the perpetrator was none other than the Domain Lord of Myriad Demons Country, Hidden Realm. However, Flame God had always kept this hatred deeply buried in his heart and never mentioned it to anyone.

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Despite knowing that everything before his eyes was just an environment, Flame God couldn’t stop the torrent of tears. "This is a scene from my memory. What you need to do now is not to feel sorrowful but to concentrate and carefully comprehend how your ancestors utilized the true power of the Burst Phoenix Clan." Dao Zhun’s words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Flame God’s head, instantly snapping him out of his grief. @@novelbin@@

He nodded with effort and took a deep breath. Then, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, a resolute look slowly emerged in his gaze. Indeed, this opportunity was extremely rare. Being able to witness the battles of his forebears would undoubtedly be greatly beneficial to him. At that moment, the Fire Phoenixes circling in the sky suddenly let out a collective and piercing Phoenix’s Cry, and to Flame God’s astonishment, the surrounding mountains began to crumble and collapse with the sound.

Just a single Phoenix’s Cry was enough to topple mountains, yet because Flame God was only watching the scenes from Dao Zhun’s memory, he could hear the sound but couldn’t feel the might within the Phoenix’s Cry. But before he could regret it, Flame God felt a jolt through his body and then as if he were in the midst of it all, he suddenly experienced a sensation as if his body might shatter from the power of that Phoenix’s Cry.

"I have imbued you with my feelings from those days. The true essence of the Burst Phoenix Clan is not to use fire explosions but to turn anything into an explosion. Right now, what you’re experiencing is one of them, the Sonic Boom. You must carefully comprehend it!" Dao Zhun’s voice sounded at just the right time, focusing Flame God’s mind once again amidst his shock. All of this was too astonishing for Flame God. Soon after he was born, all of his surviving clansmen had been slaughtered by the subordinates of Hidden Realm, and he had barely escaped with the desperate efforts of his entire clan.

He later cultivated alone, attaining the Realm of Dao Patterns, but was eventually discovered by the people of Myriad Demons Country and brutally killed, which brought him to the Netherworld World. His clansmen, their souls scattered, didn’t even have the chance to reach the Netherworld World. So, like Sun Wukong, Flame God also cultivated alone, groping his way through. Feeling the shockwaves within that Phoenix’s Cry, Flame God suddenly experienced a sort of enlightenment pouring into him.

So, the power of the Burst Phoenix Clan could also be used this way. The voice itself could be used as a weapon, and its power was tremendously strong. Amidst Flame God’s shocked gaze, the Fire Phoenixes that had stopped circling and were fluttering high and low in midair, a large and imposing crowd of dark figures appeared. As the figures drew closer, Flame God could see dozens of large banners fluttering in the wind at the forefront of the group, each emblazoned with the character "Underworld."

The banners bearing the character "Underworld"... Were these the soldiers of the Underworld God Army that Zhibei and the others spoke of? Wasn’t the Underworld God Army the force under the Underworld Venerate? Could it be that this battle was actually between our ancestors and the Underworld God Army? Did my Burst Phoenix Clan also partake in that ancient, epic war? But why is there not even the slightest mention in our own clan’s history? Such a glorious affair should undoubtedly have been recorded, right?

No matter how astonished Flame God was, the two forces in the sky had already collided without hesitation. The Burst Phoenix Clan was few in number, only about three hundred, while the opposing Underworld God Army was a vast mass, easily numbering over thirty thousand. Three hundred against thirty thousand, the disparity in numbers was immense, yet once the battle commenced, the Burst Phoenix Clan quickly gained the upper hand. Continuous explosions roared in midair, creating a sensation as if the heavens were being torn asunder.

The largest among them, referred to by Dao Zhun as the mightiest of the Burst Phoenix Clan, Blast Heaven Feng, left the battlefield and flew towards the high sky with a flap of his wings. Ascending tens of thousands of meters into the air, even Flame God’s sight could no longer capture Blast Heaven Feng’s figure. Suddenly, Flame God felt lighter; a gentle force pulled him straight up into the sky so fast that he almost couldn’t believe it. In one breath? Half a breath? He had already reached the high altitude, even the battlefield with the Underworld God Army below him.

When he looked up, the massive Fire Phoenix, over a thousand meters long, had disappeared, and in its place was a handsome man in red garments. Not only were his clothes red, but even his hair and eyebrows were red, giving off a wild and flamboyant impression. At this moment, Dao Zhun spoke again: "The human body is most suited for combat. Though transforming into one’s original form can greatly reinforce bodily defensive power, control over strength is significantly diminished. Thus, many powerful members of the Demon Clan and Ferocious Beasts ultimately choose to evolve human forms. Whether for fighting or cultivation, humans possess an incomparable advantage."

With Dao Zhun’s voice, across from the man in red, space slightly twisted, and soon a middle-aged man clad in dark armor slowly walked out from where the spatial fluctuations were. This middle-aged man was wrapped entirely in black Armor, his features obscured, but one could sense an overwhelmingly powerful aura emanating from him. With one clad in black and the other in red, the two didn’t waste words. The man in red moved slightly faster and, as the black-armored figure appeared, pointed his finger. A red light streaked across with the gesture, followed by a thunderous Explosion.

Just as the explosion appeared, the Flame God was shocked to discover that what had exploded was not the output of spiritual power from the person in red, but the fluctuating space itself. Indeed, as the strongest member of the Burst Phoenix Clan, even space could be ignited. In his eyes, it seemed that everything in heaven and earth could potentially explode.

However, after the sound of the explosion faded, the man in black armor had already left his original position. The person in red didn’t seem surprised at all and immediately turned around, clapping hands towards the void twice in succession, causing two more explosion sounds. This time, what exploded was the air. Indeed, in the midst of the explosions, the man in black armor suddenly appeared, obviously caught off guard by this round of explosions. But he, too, was a top expert; he spun on the spot, and a flash of black light darted by. Around the man in black armor, a pure black barrier had formed.

Looking at the barrier, the Flame God suddenly felt a sense of familiarity; it somewhat resembled the black light from the black and white lights that Sun Wukong once used, which would always transform into a shield or armor, and could even form into an arm. However, after giving it some thought, there were many similar moves, and the man before him was an underling of the Underworld Venerate, so how could he have any relation to Wukong?

Once the black barrier emerged, it was clear that the man in black armor’s defensive power had significantly increased, several consecutive air explosions failed to inflict even the slightest damage on him. But the person in red wasn’t discouraged in the slightest, swiftly retreating while simultaneously lifting two mountain peaks below with his hands. The two huge mountains that were three to four hundred meters tall were effortlessly picked up by him; then, with a thrust of his arms, the mountains sped up and collided towards the man in black armor.

The man in black armor’s eyes clearly showed disdain as he stretched out his arms, and the black light reappeared, transforming into two enormous black arms that pressed down on the mountains. The originally impactful mountains were abruptly stopped in their tracks.

The person in red suddenly smiled and uttered a low shout, "Explode!" The two mountains trembled abruptly and, without any warning, started to burst. All the explosive power was directed towards the man in black armor, as if an invisible sledgehammer had brutally struck the bottom of the two mountains.

The man in black armor clearly had not anticipated that the mountains would detonate. Although his defense was quick, he was still sent stumbling backward by the explosive power. However, at that moment, the Flame God suddenly saw a flash of red light. Right behind the man in black armor, who was retreating hastily, the person in red suddenly appeared, and their hands pressed directly against the back of the man in black armor. Then, another violent explosion occurred. This time all the explosive power was released outwards, so the person in red was unaffected.

But when the aftermath of the explosion dissipated, there was no trace of the man in black armor to be found. This scene truly shocked the Flame God. To make an enemy’s body explode, rather than using explosive power to injure their body, was a revelation for him. So, explosions could be utilized in such a manner.

Up until now, the Flame God had always attached his spiritual power to flames and then detonated them to cause damage. But now, he realized, why couldn’t he infuse his spiritual power into other objects or even directly into his enemy’s body? Such explosions would undoubtedly be much more powerful.

The person in red suddenly looked down at his feet, spread his hands out, and instantly countless red lights drifted out from between his palms. Then, with a fierce shout of "Retreat!" the myriad red lights, like shooting stars, targeted the Divine Army below. The people of the Burst Phoenix Clan all withdrew rapidly, and as those red lights settled on the bodies of the Divine Army and merged into them, the thirty thousand soldiers of the Divine Army turned to dust, as if they were ancient, rotten wood blown away by the wind, slowly turning into countless specks of dust.

"Could it be, could this be called, micro-explosion?"