On the two children's chests, blue light shimred. They glowed like the crying moon. It was as beautiful as it made the demons and Revenants alike felt their skin crawl. The two continued their massacres, tainting the sacred light with the blood of the owner's clone.
However, the cold light of their manifested qi stopped their dance when Angel pulled Azazil on his collar and into Naor's side, "Quickly, move!" she cried, alard.
Azazil saw what she was running from through his peripheral vision. It was not coming from the front but from the back a maelstrom of vermillion flas.
The two got to the injured Naor. It was Angel who made the first move, the evergreen wind moved, and the deep waters followed, a storm ford around them.
BOOM!
An explosion followed as the Maelstrom of flas slamd into the do of water and wind. The Maelstrom parted and the Revenants and Demons behind them disintegrated into ashes without a fight.
It mattered not what they were, the power of these flas was inconceivable, able to match the flas of what crafted worlds and birthed life, "What kind of flas is this?"
Angel, the one who controlled all elents did not even know the vermillion flas' origins and she was the embodint of elent.
Naor, however, knew, "That's the Scorching Words the Ancestors has awakened?"
"Yes, she awakened and I watched her fight Wang Ling and she never used these flas. She draws from the Primordial Flas, I could feel her siphoning it these flas, however, isn't like that. It is outside sourced from sothing external"
"That's because she draws it from her heart blood" Naor kept his family on his back, "they draw it from all life's power, one's own origin."
"Heart bloodOh, no!" As she questioned, the do she created began to crack and weaken. The natural elents were actually being overwheld by the Scorching Words, [The Wind and Water I called upon may not have been the strongest, but I am still in control, how is it that it can overpower like this?]
The flas began corrupting the wall of storm. Angel did not know what to do.
"Hold still, Sister" Azazil cried aloud and placed his hands on his sister's back. He wrapped his qi on her and then, the darkness he held lded with the light of the elents like the river accepting the ocean's touch, the two united in harmony creating an impregnable barrier. It glowed silver, as it protected them until the Scorching Flas passed.
The flas settled down and only kiloters away did it continue burning. Angel looked over at Azazil, "Hey, did you just copy Wang Ling's Gate of Heaven?"
Azazil's wavering body shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know what that is. I just intended to reinforce your elent with my marks but, that sensation is similar to the one in the past before we manifested and then"
Azazil trailed off, his thoughts unknown to the two.
"I see you can't explain it either. We can discuss it with Ling later. Anyway, what was that fire? Did you call it Scorching Words? I don't know that." Angel cried without care for her words, "I am the source of every elent. Other than the All-Father and his Origin, I wield every elent Devil, answer , what is this Heart Blood you speak of?"
Naor ignored her claims of being the source, and just explained, "Like every Immortal Deity, they have no limitations in their lifespan and vitality. Their vitalities are so deep that using life-threatening techniques for others is nothing to them."
"That does not answer where that fla ca from. I want to know what is so special about the Heart blood and how it can create sothing like the Scorching Word. If it was so powerful, then why didn't this Vermillion Bird or any of the Deities use it against Ling earlier when he fought them and the previous All-Mother (Goddess of Beasts)?"
"I don't know."
"Wha"
BOOM!
"What now?" Angel's words cut of frustration sounded, as another kind of power traveled countless distances just to reach them. Instead of Vermillion Flas, it was White Frost, that froze even space, and now, it was laced with animosity. It was now moving faster than the flas, "Ti to get serious." Angel comnted as she called upon the power of life.
She was ready to unleash the power of the Holy Qi, as its manifestation, only the future could answer the question of how much damage she could do. But
"Angel, don't interfere." A new figure appeared next to her and the others telling them not to do anything or interfere with his fight. Wearing white robes, Wang Ling's eyes reflected danger, he could see sothing even the others could not. Inside the frost that was coming for him, was another monster.
He had bruises and even scratches on his face soone had attacked him.
"Ling, did the Origin General return?"
He shook his head and just comnted, "So it was Roan, who was getting attacked. I would love to chat, but the annoying one returned and is proving quite hard to suppress for so reason"
The Frost reached them and all of a sudden, Wang Ling swung his arms.
BANG!
An explosion of untold proportions blasted Naor and the others away. From the frost, ca walking out a five-ter giant with long flowing white hair, and fur covering his body oozed with killing intent to rival the GodKings and even Wang Ling.
His fist clashed with the All-Father's sending shockwaves that reached the other worlds. Wang Ling's fist was pushed back and as the opening presented itself, the beast threw fist after fist to the All-Father.
For the second ti in the sa ti, Wang Ling experienced damage outside his calculation.
"Ling!" Angel called out in distress.
But, for so reason, she saw Wang Ling acting strangely.
Feeling the pain, Wang Ling smiled in delight, "More" finally, he found soone to challenge him.
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