Medical Sage

Chen Fei, of course, had never seen a real Flood Dragon. However, one mustn’t forget that the inheritance he received from that exalted figure of the Cultivation World contained more than just that. It held memory fragments left behind by juvenile Flawless True Dragons, beings once invincible in the ancient world!

That was why he could simulate one so accurately now; it was essentially no different from having truly seen one himself.

However, as impressive as his display was, the Flame Demon General was no ordinary being. The fact that he had nearly succeeded in killing Zhen Jingkong during their contest back then, outmaneuvering him by a narrow margin, was more than enough to prove how extraordinary he was.

Then, the Flame Demon General forced himself to calm down. Controlling the Flaming Demon Dragon, he suddenly pointed a finger at Chen Fei!

”Kid, since you’re so eager to die, I will grant you your wish! I’ll give you this chance!”

He roared, his voice savage as the terrifying magma churned below.

BOOM!

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!

As he pointed, the already terrifying river of magma in the subterranean world before the castle suddenly grew even more horrifying!

Amidst this horror, the Flaming Demon Dragon—as huge and savage as a small mountain—lashed its tail and beat its wings, its entire body suddenly glowing with a heart-stopping brilliance!

That kind of brilliance was exceedingly rare, not just on Earth but even in the Cultivation World. It was something that didn’t even exist in Chen Fei’s inherited memories, yet he could feel the... terror... contained within it.

It was the kind of power that even mighty cultivators at the Foundation Establishment True Person Realm would never dare to touch, for contact meant certain death!

BANG!

Just then, the Flame Demon General took another sharp breath. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he stomped his foot heavily in midair.

”Flame Demon Secret Technique: Flame Dragon Claw!”

”ROAR!”

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!

As that terrifying roar echoed through the area, the Flaming Demon Dragon bellowed in response. Its cry shook the heavens and the earth as terrifying flames rolled forth!

Streams of terrifying magma shot toward the sky amidst the chaos. Then, from within the billowing flames and smoke, an immense, scale-armored Flame Dragon Claw emerged, threatening to overturn the very world!

The Flame Dragon Claw was scorching hot, emitting a terrifying heat that instantly dyed the entire subterranean world the color of Hellfire. The sight was terrifying beyond measure.

The sheer might of the attack terrified Melsdom and the others watching from afar. They were completely dumbfounded, feeling as though they were experiencing the apocalypse in a nightmare.

How could such a terrifying existence and power exist in the real world?

A single strike from that horrifying claw could probably destroy half of a small town. This is... this is simply... The expressions on their faces could no longer be described as mere pallor; it was utter despair! Complete and utter despair!

How could anyone defeat an existence as terrifying as a Demon God from Hell? It’s simply, completely, utterly impossible. It’s over... This time, we’re really finished...

These people were usually high and mighty figures, considered to be among the most powerful individuals on the planet. But now, they realized in despair that there were truly heights in this world that they could never hope to reach. The chasm between them and the powerful being in the flames was impossibly vast.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!

Wherever the Flame Dragon Claw passed, the air vaporized and the ground was scorched black.

The very center of the Dragon Claw had transformed into a terrifying spiral of magma and flame, destroying and devouring everything in its path!

Anyone caught within it, even a powerful cultivator who had just stepped into the Foundation Establishment True Person Realm, would be instantly annihilated.

In that instant, even Zhen Jingkong’s expression shifted within Chen Fei’s sea of consciousness. He gave a solemn warning, ”Be careful. This guy isn’t holding anything back from the very start!”

Although Chen Fei has my power now, his own cultivation realm is simply too low. It’s impossible to know what percentage of my strength he can actually wield. It’s a worrying situation.

So this is the one who nearly killed Zhen Jingkong... he’s certainly worthy of that reputation. Chen Fei took a deep breath. As he stared at the appallingly powerful Dragon Claw, the corner of his eye twitched involuntarily and his scalp prickled. That level of power was beginning to exceed his comprehension.

It couldn’t be helped. While he possessed the inherited memories from that exalted figure of the Cultivation World and had ”browsed” through countless terrifying, world-shattering immortal battles, that was nothing like experiencing it firsthand. There was always something missing. The feeling was never as profound as this, a true, personal experience.

But so what if it’s that powerful? It seems I’m not so ordinary myself right now, am I?

Then, the corner of his mouth curled into a defiant, mocking smirk.

He had now inherited seventy to eighty percent of Zhen Jingkong’s peak power. If he still panicked and fled in terror, wouldn’t that be utterly disgraceful? Utterly pathetic?

”Hah!”

A fierce light flared in his deep black eyes, which were as clear as glazed crystal. His muscles tensed, and with a sharp cry, he opened his mouth toward the magnificent Ice Crystal Python—