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Chapter 1126: The Ultimate Disaster

He was the representative of disaster, its personification.

Even so, this representative felt an imminent disaster waiting to unfold from Fang Yi. If the disasters he could incite were sufficient to destroy a superior world, then Fang Yi\'s current strength was sufficient to destroy multiple superior worlds in succession.

The disaster that Fang Yi was about to unleash would even be able to kill him.

Ghroth couldn\'t help but panic then. Even when he was struck by Sun Xiaowu\'s golden qilin, Ghroth hadn\'t panicked. How could he, disaster manifest, be killed by a disaster? This was impossible. Ghroth couldn\'t remain calm. He summoned a sevenfold disaster.

"[Goldenscale Palm: Split]!" Sun Xiaowu released a frightening burst of energy, dyeing the void golden as a hundred thousand clones took to the air.

Sun Xiaowu punched with all his might, generating a dominating wave of genetic energy. His clones clashed against the sevenfold disaster, then exploded.

Golden waves of energy lit up the void and shook the sevenfold disasters to their core. Sun Xiaowu was treating his clones like bullets, exploding them in the heart of the disasters to destabilize them maximally. This approach was effective, but Sun Xiaowu\'s genetic energy was rapidly dwindling.

"[Lunarflame Shot: Ninefold Phantasmagoria]." Sun Mengmeng\'s surroundings began to burn with dark red flames as she launched yet another attack.

Nine purplish-black phoenixes rose around her and shot toward Ghroth. The black phoenixes swooped toward the target. Nine pitch-black flames exploded in the air like roses in a cavalcade of flame.

Zhang Hanxiang joined in. The three hunters, working together, held back the sevenfold disasters.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon]!" Li Feng leapt high into the air and landed on the arclight dragon\'s head, his sword gleaming brightly as though it had been dipped in liquid light. As he raised the sword to the skies, it glowed and expanded, morphing into a huge blade of light.

The energy from the light, soaring into the air, struck down the sevenfold disasters. The arclight dragon that Li Feng rode shot forward, shattering the lightning of tribulation.

The two species of insects swarmed out of Ghroth\'s body en masse, forming a huge ocean.

"[Lunarflame Shot]!" Purplish-black flames gathered on Sun Mengmeng\'s bow once again, forming an arrow of pure black.

The image of a golden garuda, limned in black, appeared behind her. As she loosed her arrow, it seemed to transform into a beam of light, moving so quickly that it bypassed the constraints of time and space, as though it could penetrate anything.

The black arrow passed through the ocean of insects, burning everything in its path.

The insects screeched shrilly as they burned. Sun Mengmeng\'s arrow passed through them and landed on Ghroth\'s body, burning him from the inside out.

Ghroth tried to quell the flames with his own strength, but he found himself unable to extinguish them completely. However, his body was large enough that the flames would take a while to spread and hinder his actions.

Zhang Hanxiang made her move, freezing a large portion of the insects.

Even without Sun Xiaowu launching a helping hand, Zhang Hanxiang and the others had gained some measure of experience fighting off Ghroth.

The only reason they had initially suffered against Ghroth was because they were inexperienced at fighting against him. Ghroth was a troublesome opponent, especially since they had gone in blind.

Despite the threat of Sun Mengmeng and the other hunters, Ghroth was still intently focused on Fang Yi, from whom he could feel the most significant threat.

Even though he hadn\'t yet struck, the billowing aura of power around him meant that he couldn\'t be ignored. Such was the strength of Fang Yi\'s ultimate technique.

Wind and storm combined with space and time, a whole new combination.

A spatial rift began to form where Fang Yi was standing. Fang Yi\'s spear, thrumming with the power of elements and time, was a weapon of legends. Formless lightning flashed over its surface, gathering near its tip. The dragon of winds and lightning tiger prowled about the spear.

Part of the energy from the spatial rift seeped into the lightning-attuned genetic energy, turning it into void lightning.

The pitch-black lightning began to spike and sizzle.

Wind and storm combined and crackled at the tip of Fang Yi\'s spear. Space was kneaded into a papier-mache ball. Silvery energy stuck together, barely visible, colorless and tasteless and shapeless, yet slowly but surely affecting the world. This was the nature of time.

The gold and black threads of karma continued to weave around each other, twining and twining until they formed a single thread of dark gold.

Dragon-like lightning, tiger-like storm, formless time, timeless space—those four disparate energies combined into a cohesive whole, tied together by this dark gold thread. The energies revolved around each other, summoning a howling gale surrounding a spatial rift.

The void lightning combined with the spatial rift that was forming and tore apart the space around Fang Yi. They merged and tangled with each other, space and time, wind and storm, beginning and end.

All that energy, combined with the karmic power that Fang Yi had sensed for the first time, led to an unbelievably mysterious combination, difficult to sense and harder still to understand. This was a force that belonged to a realm above Fang Yi\'s ken, somewhat like heaven\'s might, but completely different...