Chapter 183: Wind Snow Spirit God

Streams of terrifying lightning power materialized out of nothing above the Inscription Scroll. Crackling electric serpents spread in every direction, and across the sky, hundreds of lightning orbs the size of millstones sprang into being.

The oppressive aura of lightning made it hard to breathe.

A trace of fear crept into the eyes of those two Black Gold–level powerhouses as they felt the sheer might of the Falling Sun Thunderstorm.

Before they could so much as react, the sky full of lightning orbs hurtled down toward the ground.

The two Black Gold–level powerhouses were engulfed by a frenzy of falling lightning spheres.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Blinding arcs of light exploded outward, and under the dense barrage of thunderbolts, the area within a hundred meters was instantly pocked with countless craters.

The two Black Gold–level powerhouses had never expected Nie Li to unleash a technique like this. They had no time to dodge at all.

Legendary Scrolls were items crafted by Legendary Demon Spirit Masters who had expended vast amounts of Soul Power and used countless precious materials — life-saving trump cards of the Legendary masters. How could ordinary Black Gold–level powerhouses hope to withstand such a thing?

Several bolts of thunder struck their bodies. The defensive barrier they had raised shattered instantly, and both were blasted away, their bodies charred black, clothes torn to shreds. They crashed to the ground, groaning and unable to get back up. As for Shen Hong, who was close behind, he sensed something wrong and swiftly retreated out of the lightning zone. Still, a few electric serpents clipped him, ripping his clothes to tatters and leaving his skin covered in a dense web of burns.

Seeing the two Black Gold–level powerhouses sprawled on the ground, Shen Hong's expression shifted. Thank heavens he had retreated in time — otherwise, he would have ended up in just as miserable a state!

The Falling Sun Thunderstorm — that was a Legendary forbidden spell!

Currently, the only Demon Spirit Master capable of casting Legendary forbidden spells was Ye Mo himself. As for the ancient scrolls inscribed with Legendary forbidden spells, they had long since lost their power. Where on earth had Nie Li gotten his Legendary forbidden spell scroll?

Shen Hong seething with frustration. The brat was only a Gold–level cultivator, yet he was slippery as an eel — impossible to catch up to — and his bag of tricks seemed bottomless, each one more treacherous than the last.

Nie Li glanced at the two Black Gold–level powerhouses collapsed on the ground, then at Shen Hong standing not far away in a sorry state, and planted his feet with a smile. "Family Head Shen, aren't you going to keep chasing?"

"Brat, stand still if you've got the guts! Don't think these little tricks mean I can't handle you!" Shen Hong's face was purple with rage. He bellowed and his body underwent a rapid transformation, morphing into a massive Roc of Sacred Fire that soared into the air and dove straight toward Nie Li.

The Roc of Sacred Fire?

Nie Li smiled faintly. This Roc of Sacred Fire was significantly weaker than the Black-Scaled Earth Dragon that Ye Zong had used before. No wonder Shen Hong had never been able to break through to the Legendary realm — his cultivation was far inferior to Ye Zong's as well.

In terms of raw talent, Shen Hong was not necessarily behind Ye Zong, but the Demon Spirit he had merged with was a full tier below Ye Zong's. That was probably the root of the resentment Shen Hong harbored in his heart.

Despite being a peak Black Gold–level powerhouse, Nie Li had never once taken Shen Hong seriously. He had more than enough methods to slip away unscathed whenever Shen Hong got close.

But there was no need to keep playing this game with Shen Hong here.

"Duan Jian, leave this to me. I'm going to activate the Myriad Demon Spirit Grand Formation!" Nie Li called out, and without looking back, he launched himself into the air and streaked away. With Duan Jian's strength, even if he was no match for Shen Hong, the latter would not be able to do anything to him in the short term.

Once the Myriad Demon Spirit Grand Formation was activated, not a single member of the Sacred Family would escape!

At the very moment the Roc of Sacred Fire dove downward, a figure came hurtling over at tremendous speed. Duan Jian had been standing guard not far from Nie Li all along, never leaving his post, and only revealed himself once Nie Li called out to him.

Now, with enormous black wings spread wide and the Black Flame Sword gripped in his hand, he looked like a demon as he charged straight at the Roc of Sacred Fire.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Terrifying sonic booms erupted across the sky, one after another.

Duan Jian was struck again and again by the Roc of Sacred Fire's devastating power, yet he showed not a single sign of injury. Instead, he pressed forward with fearless determination. Massive fireballs detonated across the heavens, and the ferocious battle instantly drew the attention of countless onlookers.

"To endure such a relentless barrage and come out completely unharmed—this young man's physical body is truly terrifying!"

"Is this young man even human? His body is practically on par with the dragon race!"

Duan Jian had not fused with any Demon Spirit. Every attack he unleashed relied solely on his physical strength alone. For his body to reach such a level was nothing short of astonishing.

A flash of shock passed through the eyes of Ye Xiu and the others. They were well aware of Shen Hong's strength—he was second in the entire City of Radiance only to Ye Mo and Ye Zong. Even if Ye Xiu and Ye Shuo joined forces, they could barely hold their own against Shen Hong while he was fused with the Roc of Sacred Fire. Yet this young man was actually matching him blow for blow using nothing but his physical body, and he wasn't losing ground in the slightest.

The experts of the Sacred Family watched the scene unfold, and their expressions shifted dramatically. If Shen Hong was pinned down, their group would have virtually no chance of breaking through the encirclement.