2356 All the Divine Flames! Killing the Universe Lord! Is This What You Rely On? (1)

Wang Teng’s figure flickered in the sea of flames, surrounded by ethereal green flames that stood guard over him, mystic and resplendent, rendering one unable to gaze directly upon him.

But…

Amidst the fiery red sea, that singular green flame stood out prominently. It was too conspicuous!

No one could ignore it.

Especially as that flame coalesced into a towering azure dragon, poised amidst the starry expanse, it appeared as though a true dragon had descended. Its majesty and splendor were undeniable.

A dragon formed of flames, yet seeming so alive, was beyond belief!

At that moment, all were struck with awe!

“Is that… a divine flame?” The other martial warriors murmured, their eyes gleaming with wonder.

They were not unfamiliar with the divine flames, yet few had truly seen it, with many having encountered it only in tales or written accounts.

Now, a genuine divine flame lay before them. What a sight to behold.

“To wield a divine flame, Councilor Wang Teng is surely no ordinary man,” Bi Chunrou whispered, her voice tinged with undisguised astonishment.

“Indeed, to withstand the power of the opponent’s fire power of laws in such a manner…” Duke Yaheng remarked.

“The divine flame’s divine nature indeed allows it to resist the power of laws, but not indefinitely,” Pearson interjected.

“Wang Teng is still in great danger after being dragged into the small world,” Zuo Gu frowned and said.

“With such talent, such strength, I am inclined to intervene and aid him,” Duke Yaheng’s countenance shifted subtly as he spoke.

Everyone was shocked when they heard that.

For Duke Yaheng to consider involvement in this conflict would draw the empire of Longlapa into the fray—a weighty decision indeed.

In the future, the Longlapa Empire would undoubtedly face retaliation from the Black Skull Universe Pirates.

“Are you serious?” Bi Chunrou couldn’t help but ask.

“Let’s see how things unfold,” Duke Yaheng replied, his demeanor unchanged.

Bi Chunrou and the others immediately exchanged glances. It was apparent to them that Duke Yaheng recognized the talent and potential of Councilor Wang Teng, deeming him worth the risk.

This forced them to consider whether they should intervene in the matter.

Honestly, Councilor Wang Teng’s talent and potential were astonishingly remarkable, stirring within them a sense of admiration.

Such a young prodigy, if allowed to mature, would undoubtedly become an extraordinary force. Perhaps it was worth their while to lend a hand, even if it involved their respective factions.

To gain something, one must inevitably sacrifice.

Taking on a certain level of risk was inevitable.

On the other side, the family heads of the five major families also found themselves in awe. Though they had received intelligence regarding Councilor Wang Teng’s control over a divine flame, they hadn’t paid much heed to it until now.

It wasn’t until they witnessed the divine flame firsthand that they grasped its terrifying nature.

The fact that it could resist even the laws of fire origin of a universe-stage powerhouse warranted their attention.

Wang Teng’s strength once again reshaped their perceptions. Their initial reluctance toward a councilor of his caliber began to wane.

Of course, the most crucial aspect remained his other identity

—Han Zhu!

Without this foundation, without everything Wang Teng had done for five major families under the guise of Han Zhu, even witnessing his astounding strength and talent wouldn’t win their acceptance.

Hengzang Mo, Guizang Yan, and the others gazed at the figure within the flames, their emotions unusually complex. The stronger Wang Teng became, the more powerless they felt.

Faced with such a councilor, they found themselves devoid of any desire to compete against him.

In the eyes of Yizang Xinnuo, a strange light flickered, her heart shaken beyond measure. His strength grew increasingly unexpected, leaving indelible marks within her, like a carving knife etching the figures of both Han Zhu and Wang Teng, gradually merging them into one.

“Crack!”

The youth from the Heishan Royal Clan stared wide-eyed, fists clenched, bones emitting a grating sound.

“A divine flame! How could he subdue a divine flame!”

Disbelief echoed incessantly within him, nearly driving him to madness. He was consumed by envy.

Whether space talent or the divine flame, both were exceedingly rare gifts and marvels. For all such fortunes to converge upon a single individual was truly staggering.

Envy, jealousy, and resentment stirred within him.

For a prodigy like him, nothing was more intolerable than being outshone by others.

He was too conceited!

Believing his talent unparalleled, he now found himself bruised and battered, his pride shaken to its core.

He refused to admit inferiority to Councilor Wang Teng, yet reality constantly disappointed him.

“Kill him! Kill him!”

The youth from the Heishan Royal Clan roared at the fire-

element universe-stage martial warrior through voice transmission.

The fire-element universe-stage martial warrior was consumed by rage. When he witnessed Wang Teng still surviving in his small world and heard his mocking words, his countenance grew even darker.

Without a word, he vigorously exerted the power of the world, engulfing his small world in the origin of flame, intensifying the horror of the fiery sea within the small world.

The entire expanse of the cosmos was set ablaze. Space contorted, and some celestial bodies, unable to withstand the heat, melted into terrifying magma, flowing through the heavens like rivers of molten rock, radiating unbearable heat that kept all at bay.