Chapter 1450: Chapter 1450: Fighting The Torch Dragon

The Torch Dragon, like a great river stretching for thousands of miles, twisted its body in circles in the vastness. Hot smoke spilled from its enormous nostrils, clearly angered. The atmosphere was tense, on edge. Everyone knew this was a fierce battle.

The creature's body could be compared to that of a genuine dragon, for in many ways, they were very similar. The two kinds of dragons could be distinguished by their heads though, which were completely different. That of the Torch Dragon was like a bird's beak: long and pointy with a curved shape. Sharp, too. Two gill-like flaps of very thin skin grew on both sides of its neck, giving it the menacing look you'd expect from a cobra.

Staring at a flame ablaze on its head, the Torch Dragon continued its process of capturing Supreme Lord Mirage by circling him dizzyingly. Moving at a quick pace, the Supreme Lord and the Torch Dragon headed toward depths of the back side of the world. No one could really see what was happening when the two were moving so fast.

The back side of its unimaginably huge body continuously appeared before the bystanders' eyes as they watched at a far distance. The patterns on its scales were extremely exquisite and special, tinkling when they crossed paths with the flame from above, but no one was in the mood to appreciate such beauty.

If one was to consider the Torch Dragon to be a powerhouse just like a Supreme Lord, then this could be regarded as a confrontation between two Supreme Lords. Not a single word was spoken aloud, and yet the entire crowd clearly understood that if the dragon were to change directions and wrap them tightly with its body, they would all die a painful death of suffocation.

Closer to the action between Supreme Lord Mirage and the dragon, both Zen and Rocher had the urgent desire to leave the back side of the world. The battle here wasn't something they could allow themselves to get involved in. They were strong, that was undeniable, but not strong enough to face something so great!

The Supreme Lords' strength was more apparent to Nathan, Lucille and the others as ever. With their current cultivation, if they were involved in the battle, they would be turned into ashes in a matter of seconds.

Too late. A few glances at each other were enough for their hearts to begin pounding in terror: a wisp of black smoke had appeared on each of their chests. In a moment of absolute despair, they realized that the Smoky Heart-locking Curse had tied the grand sorcerer and all eight of them together.

“Kill the grand sorcerer first, and then leave this place!”

Nathan demanded through gritted teeth. Every single muscle in his body was now tense, his eyes red and bulging. He was making a forceful effort, to say the least, and every swollen vein in his arms could be counted off one by one.

The long spear in his hand began spinning, slowly at first and then picking up speed, like a wheel. Nathan stared straight at the grand sorcerer in front of him, spatters of blood appearing in the white of his eyes. Without a blink, he held his gaze and one after the other, the blood vessels in his eyes began to burst. Blood was suddenly flowing from his eyes, creating skinny red rivers down the length of his cheeks and dripping off his jawline. He looked really bad and the devil, truly terrifying.

Unexpectedly, the Otherworldly Swordsman's broken sword suddenly rose into the air at the same time. Its consciousness seemed to have been pushed to its limit. A series of circular sword patterns spread out, trapping the grand sorcerer within them.

“Purple River Sword Array!”

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The battle had begun without warning. The remainder of the crowd backed up even further. Desperate times required desperate measures and Margaret hadn't hesitated in setting up her own sword array.

Lucille, Rocher and Kurt equally played their ace cards, one after another. Swords clanged, sparks flew and spell chants could be heard from all three of them. Bursts of light and smoke came from their weapons and attacked the grand sorcerer with everything they had.

They all shared one and only thought: to kill the grand sorcerer in the shortest amount of time and then flee! As their minds focused and conjoined on this thought, they thrashed their weapons with confidence.

As everyone began attacking with the precision of skills and the will to live, the grand sorcerer began to take action, now fighting for himself. The thorns covering the greater part of his body stood up fiercely, and his originally twisted body began to take an even stranger shape. From behind him, a scorpion's shadow appeared.

“Holy Poison Body!”

The Holy Poison Body was one of the unique skills only possessed by the elders of the sorcerer race. If they decided to transform their blood into the most deadly poisons, they had to give up their lives. The Holy Poison Body was of strong toxicity. After it was activated, they would die from the poison. There was no cure. ℞ΆΝꝋ𝐛ĚŞ

There were many cultivation techniques in the sorcerer race that had powerful side effects. This technique held the ultimate consequence though: death. Sure, they could defeat their enemies by using the Holy Poison Body, but they'd be paying through the nose for doing so. Thus, such a technique was only used on the rarest occasions. This battle was of utmost importance.

It would only take two hours following the activation of the Holy Poison Body that the grand sorcerer would resemble the reincarnation of a Poison God. His body, power and perception would all be strengthened quickly and greatly. Two hours later, however, he himself would die from the poison.

Deep in his heart, the grand sorcerer didn't want to use the Holy Poison Body, but killing the eight Godly Geniuses was now the only thing on his mind, the message pumping from his heart, to his brain, and travelling throughout his entire body, all the way down to his fingertips. For the sake of his race, he would rather give up his own life.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The poisonous, dark green smoke began rising into the air. The grand sorcerer didn't budge in the least. No one even noticed a flinch. Instead, he rushed toward his opponents, letting the young warriors launch their deadly attacks on him in consecutive lances.

He kept his focus. He knew the only thing he truly had to avoid at all costs was Nathan's spear.

Nathan's spear skills were too terrific and too terrifying. Every thrust was a fatal threat. Even though the grand sorcerer's strength had been greatly improved by the Holy Poison Body, he still couldn't forcefully take Nathan's spear strikes. He dodged his opponent's all attacks while keeping as far as possible from Nathan's deadly spear.

Suddenly, the mist began to spin and pick up speed, somewhat like a tornado except the fact that the grand sorcerer was standing right in the middle of it. In less than a few seconds, he was completely wrapped from head to toe by the deadly, whirling mist. The eight Godly Geniuses began to retreat in turn, their faces brimming with worry, sweat streaking down their dirty faces.

The Torch Dragon's huge body with single scale the size of a human head would occasionally pass by them. As long as they were caught inside its body, there would be no reason for them to live anyway. They had been dragged to the brink of death and if they wasted just a few more seconds, they would probably go straight over the edge.

Despite the attempt with all their might and will, the grand sorcerer wasn't harmed at all. It was as though he was invincible, even though everyone knew the contrary to be true. Their attacks weren't strong enough, weren't hitting far enough.

While everyone else was retreating, someone suddenly charged forward, leaving a puff of dirt and dust behind him as his feet quickly collided with the ground.

“Zen, are you crazy?” Lucille shouted.

Before anyone could react, Zen had already rushed over to the grand sorcerer and had even broken quite a number of his barbs. He too was now submerged in the poisonous mist. The crowd watched, both stunned and amazed, as Zen was fearlessly engulfed by the green poison.

When he was only a few feet away from the grand sorcerer, Zen dropped to the ground, somersaulted and grabbed the grand sorcerer's arm. Using the arm for propulsion, Zen flipped himself into the air and landed behind the grand sorcerer. He flung both his arms beneath the grand sorcerer's armpits and bound his chest tightly.

“Launch a joint attack on him! Quick!” Zen roared.

Zen's mind went blank. Completely empty. He couldn't utter another sentence or think another clear thought. All he knew was that they had to kill the grand sorcerer, or none of them would survive.

Nathan clenched his jaw and twisted his body, both hands grasping his spear.

The grand sorcerer who had activated the Holy Poison Body was growing in power and he was now stronger than ever before. Given his current state, he would probably be capable of fighting against the grand world lords. What was more, there were even fewer flaws in his body.

And with Nathan's cultivation, it was already extremely difficult for him to spot a grand world lord's flaw.

Zen, on the other hand, had managed to control the grand sorcerer despite the poisonous mist surrounding them both. How could he possibly have any reason to hesitate?

The bloody light in his eyes flickered fiercely. He had already heavily overused his eyes' power. Now, as he reactivated them once again, his pupils burst. He suddenly became completely blind, and two streams of golden blood gushed out from his sockets.

But just before his vision was taken from him forever, he finally saw the flaw in the Holy Poison Body. And that would be the last image he would physically see in a short time.

“Go to perdition!”

His long spear flew into the air and began to vibrate, creating a spiral formation. With no time to react or counter attack, the Law Spear Strike began moving toward the grand sorcerer at high speed.

Puff!

The spear attack landed no less than two inches below the grand sorcerer's chest.

This was his Achilles heel. His weak spot, his most vulnerable part.

Nathan rolled backwards, mostly out of conditioned reflex, and was grabbed by Lawson. Although he couldn't see anything, he very well knew that he should stand far away from the grand sorcerer.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The grand sorcerer's face was filled with disbelief.

Having activated the Holy Poison Body, he had the ability and the strength to fight back, even against a grand world lord. There wasn't enough time and the grand sorcerer wasn't quick enough, despite his increased abilities. Before he could muster an attack, he was surrounded and killed by warriors of the Spirit Supreme Realm.

He turned his head with great difficulty to look at Zen behind him. If any living creatures touched the poisonous mist, they would die instantly. Even the powerhouses like world lords wouldn't dare to get too close. How could it be that Zen had remained safe and sound?

These eight Godly Geniuses were truly terrifying. Each one was more so than the next. What other uncommon, secret talents were they hiding?

That was the last thought that came to the grand sorcerer's mind. With that, his body began to disintegrate, slowly crumbling away and transforming into wisps of black smoke. A few moments later, the grand sorcerer had completely dissipated into thin air.

Once the black smoke had lifted somewhat and vision had begun to return, Zen's figure slowly emerged from the darkness. The green, whirly poisonous mist still surrounded his body. From the looks of it though, and to everyone's disbelief, he was absolutely fine.

A single thought flashed across the minds of Lawson and the others. Was the grand sorcerer's poisonous mist not as terrifying as they had all imagined? All this time, were they led to believe a lie?

As soon as this thought appeared, they just quickly rejected it. The poisoning of the sorcerer race wasn't something they could underestimate or ever question. There was only one other possibility: Zen could be completely immune to the poison. No one had proven to be immune to such a great technique in the past!

The poisonous mist was still attached to Zen's body, trailing in wisps behind him, and thus no one dared approach him. Right now, the most important thing was to leave this place.

“Let's go!”

Without any hesitation, Rocher immediately created a space crack in the space with his sword, preparing their departure from the back side of the world. The crowd took a step back as the hairline crack began to pull apart, opening up into a full blown tear. Blackness filled the crack and despite the void, it was almost welcoming to see.

As soon as one of the warriors stepped forward toward the space crack, the Torch Dragon's immense tail swung in their direction. People spread out in all directions in order to avoid getting smacked by the thick, scaly tail.

The Torch Dragon was a vicious beast that was as powerful as a Supreme Lord in strength, but its body was several times larger. The energy contained within its tail alone might just be great enough to destroy an entire continent in a single motion. Fear filled the space once again.

Unguarded from the attack, there was no way for anyone to properly avoid the dragon's tail whatsoever.

The Torch Dragon was fighting with Supreme Lord Mirage. With a far leap, he faced the dragon head on, weapon raised far above his head.

Although Supreme Lord Mirage's methods were powerful, the Torch Dragon was equally remarkable. The most troublesome part was that Supreme Lord Mirage excelled in the Time Law, and the Heavenly Destiny he inherited was a Law of Causality of the Time Law. With that, he could bring time to a relatively still state.

Nothing could completely stop time, not even the most powerful laws of the heavens. However, under the control of Supreme Lord Mirage, it could become infinitely slow, which would usually give him a great advantage of course.

Nevertheless, this method had a huge drawback. It was only effective on the life forms in the heavens.

Because the Torch Dragon was not a being under the heavens to begin with, Supreme Lord Mirage's most powerful technique had lost all its effect on it. His master technique was rendered completely useless by this outrageous beast.

He could only rely on his own abilities in order to continue fighting with the Torch Dragon. He knew that once Supreme Lord Sky killed the supreme sorcerer, they two might be able to kill the Torch Dragon together. It was only a question of time.

But as he saw the eight Godly Geniuses appear at the back side of the world and the Torch Dragon's tail sweep towards them, the Supreme Lord's expression abruptly changed.