Myth Beyond Heaven

"Ugh!" Yun Lintian's body trembled, his feathers ruffled by the sheer force of the attack. He felt the heat searing his flesh, the destructive energy threatening to tear him apart from the inside out.

He gritted his teeth, refusing to yield. He drew upon every ounce of his strength, his willpower a beacon of defiance against the overwhelming power of the Sacred Flame God.

He pushed back, his wings beating the air with a thunderous roar, his flames surging outwards in a desperate attempt to repel the arrow.

But Huo Yanzeng's attack was relentless, its power seemingly inexhaustible. The arrow pressed forward, inch by agonizing inch, its heat melting Yun Lintian's feathers and scorching his flesh.

Yun Lintian's movements began to slow, his attacks losing their initial ferocity. He was faltering, his body pushed to its absolute limit.

The crowd watched in horrified fascination, their hearts pounding in their chests. They had witnessed the rise of a new legend, only to see him teetering on the brink of destruction.

Yun Wushuang's face was etched with anguish, her hands clasped together in silent prayer. She watched helplessly as her son struggled against the overwhelming might of the Sacred Flame God.

Yun Xue's expression remained impassive, her eyes fixed on the battlefield. She had hoped that Yun Lintian would prove to be a worthy adversary, a potential ally against the Sacred Flame Palace. But now, it seemed her hopes were dashed.

Huo Yanzeng, sensing Yun Lintian's weakening resolve, pressed his advantage. He channeled even more power into the Sacred Sunder Bow, the arrowhead glowing with an even more intense light.

"Surrender," he boomed, his voice echoing through the ravaged landscape. "Your defiance is futile. You cannot defeat a True God."

After witnessing Yun Lintian's talent, Huo Yanzeng had the idea of recruiting him into the Sacred Flame Palace.

To everyone's surprise, Yun Lintian's lips curled into a smile. "Very well. Thanks for letting me know my current limit."

Yun Lintian's transformation faded, revealing his human form once more. He stood before Huo Yanzeng, his body battered and bruised, his clothes tattered and singed. But his eyes, burning with an unyielding spirit, remained defiant.

He looked at Huo Yanzeng, his voice calm and steady. "You are right. I cannot defeat True God with my current strength."

A flicker of curiosity crossed Huo Yanzeng's face. He wanted to see what Yun Lintian was going to do next.

"In fact, I admire your talent. Why don't you join my palace? I will make you the new Sacred Son. In the near future, the entire Sacred Flame Palace will be under your command," Huo Yanzeng said with a faint smile.

His words immediately startled everyone present.

Yun Lintian chuckled, his laughter echoing through the ravaged avenue. "Should I feel honored or something?... But I have to admire your magnanimity. I just killed your descendant, and yet you actually tried to recruit me."

"Huo Jiuming died because of his own incompetence. He had completely underestimated his opponent and blindly believed in the elders instead of his own strength. I've long wanted to dispose of him," Huo Yanzeng shook his head.

He opened his hand and said, "Join me. You and your mother will enjoy the utmost care from the Sacred Flame Palace."

Yun Wushuang became nervous. She was afraid Yun Lintian would be tempted.

Meanwhile, Yun Xue remained calm. In her opinion, it was simply Huo Yanzeng's wishful thinking to recruit Yun Lintian.

Yun Lintian smiled and said, "If it were others, they would certainly be tempted by your offer. Unfortunately, I am different."

He raised his hand, revealing a shimmering, translucent sphere that pulsed with otherworldly energy. The sphere was filled with countless swirling vortexes, each representing a different dimension, a different realm of existence.

"Since you've shown me a bit of your true power, I should show you mine as well," Yun

Lintian declared, his voice resonating with an ancient power.

The air around Yun Lintian crackled with energy, not from the sphere in his hand, but from the sudden shift in his aura. The composed young man seemed to vanish, replaced by an

indomitable presence that radiated an ancient, primal power.

"Interesting," Huo Yanzeng narrowed his eyes. "Show me then. I will not hold back any longer."

He raised his hand once more, summoning the Sacred Sunder Bow. The bowstring thrummed with an even greater intensity, its energy resonating with the very essence of the cosmos.

He notched another arrow, this one infused with the combined power of his God Mark and the Sacred Flame. The arrowhead pulsed with an apocalyptic energy, its heat capable of

incinerating entire star systems.

Yun Lintian's expression remained calm, his gaze unwavering as he faced the impending onslaught.

"Isolation." He uttered calmly.

With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed the power of the sphere, its energies surging outwards in a wave of spatial distortion. The very fabric of reality seemed to ripple and fold, creating a pocket dimension that enveloped Yun Lintian and Huo Yanzeng, isolating them from the rest of the world.

The crowd gasped, their eyes wide with disbelief. They could no longer see the two combatants, their figures obscured by the shimmering barrier of the pocket dimension. Within the pocket dimension, Yun Lintian and Huo Yanzeng faced each other, their auras blazing with an intensity that threatened to tear the very fabric of space-time asunder.

"Go!" Huo Yanzeng, his eyes narrowed in concentration, released the arrow. Its trajectory was a streak of blinding light that pierced through the distorted space, its heat warping and twisting the very essence of reality.

Yun Lintian, his movements a blur of motion, evaded the arrow with a spatial shift, his body disappearing and reappearing in a different location within the pocket dimension.

He got an idea from Yin Ye's movement technique in the previous battle. With his mastery over the law of space and the Shadow Step, it was extremely difficult to catch Yun Lintian within this confined space.

Rippp-

Yun Lintian unleashed a series of spatial attacks, warping the space around Huo Yanzeng, creating spatial rifts that threatened to tear the Sacred Flame God apart.

Huo Yanzeng, however, was not easily deterred. He countered each attack with a combination of fire and spatial manipulation, his mastery of both laws allowing him to navigate the

treacherous terrain of the pocket dimension with relative ease.

"Is that all you've got?" he taunted.

Yun Lintian didn't say anything and continued to attack him.

Huo Yanzeng curled his lips and channeled the full extent of his divine power, his God Mark

blazing with apocalyptic intensity.

"This ends now," he uttered coldly.

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