Ten Thousand Dragons Technique

Chapter 590: The Cauldron Stabilizes Heaven and Earth!

The two joined forces once again. This time, they were certain they could defeat Lin Xuan.

The Dragon Flame Mountain floated in the void. Situ Hang condensed his two top-grade Spiritual Fires into a pair of Flaming Palms, which he used to grip the Dragon Flame Fan. Qingyou also materialized her Nine Nether Fire, forming a third hand to grab hold of the fan. Together, they swung the Dragon Flame Fan forward. The fan’s movement created a fiery tempest that swept out towards Lin Xuan.

"Kid, let’s see how you defend against this!" the two of them sneered.

This power was truly terrifying; no eight-star Grandmaster could possibly withstand it. But Lin Xuan remained completely unfazed.

Comparing weapons? You two are truly courting death.

He had just acquired the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Cauldron, a six-star weapon—a full grade higher than his opponents’ Dragon Flame Fan.

Very well. I’ll let them have a taste of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Cauldron’s power.

With a wave of his hand, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Cauldron appeared in the void. Lin Xuan infused it with his Dragon Dao Power. "Rise!" he commanded coldly. The cauldron rapidly expanded, becoming as large as a mountain as it charged forward. An instant later, it smashed into the fiery tempest.

"It’s useless, kid! No matter what you try, you can’t block this!" Situ Hang sneered.

Qingyou added triumphantly, "Just obediently turn to ash."

The moment her words fell, a deafening ROAR echoed as the fiery tempest was torn to shreds. The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Cauldron continued its charge, unstoppable.

"What?!" Qingyou shrieked.

Situ Hang was utterly dumbfounded. He actually broke our firestorm? Is this some kind of joke?

The two roared in anger and continued to swing the Dragon Flame Fan, unleashing several more tempests. But it was no use. All of them were ripped apart by the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Cauldron.

In the next moment, the cauldron was upon them. Lin Xuan inverted its opening, intending to swallow them both.

"No!" They struggled with all their might, but it was completely futile. A moment later, they were sealed inside the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Cauldron.

Then, with a wave of Lin Xuan’s hand, the cauldron flew back to him, rapidly shrinking until it was a small, one-meter-tall vessel.

Lin Xuan patted the side of the cauldron and chuckled coldly. "You want to fight me?"

Situ Hang’s furious voice echoed from within: "Let me out!"

Qingyou also gritted her teeth. "You’ve only trapped us! What’s there to be so proud of? Just wait, we’ll break out soon!"

"Break out?" Lin Xuan laughed. "I’d like to see how the two of you manage that. Besides, who said I could only trap you? Next, I’ll show you what it means to wish for death."

With that, Lin Xuan waved his hand again. The Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire flew into the cauldron, transforming into a terrifying inferno that enveloped the pair. Then, the Green Lotus Core Fire followed, and the two great Anomalous Fires erupted at once.

Inside the small cauldron, the flames boiled. Soon, their agonizing screams could be heard.

"AH! You despicable brat, just you wait!"

"No, stop! Stop it!"

"I was wrong! I surrender! Let me out!"

Their words transitioned from furious curses to terrified pleas and finally to begging for mercy, but it was all useless. Lin Xuan paid them no mind. He put away the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Cauldron and turned to leave.

「Outside the Treasure Tower.」

The crowd could no longer see what was happening on the eighth floor, but that didn’t stop them from speculating. They guessed that there was no way Lin Xuan could have won. After all, the Fire Dragon was simply too powerful; no one could defeat it.

Some, like You Ruo and Huo Yuner, had even more malicious thoughts. They believed that not only would Lin Xuan lose, but he would be utterly destroyed by the Fire Dragon and reduced to ashes.

Meanwhile, Wan Er and the others from the Sun Alchemy Alliance were on edge. They prayed constantly, hoping only that Lin Xuan would make it out alive. As for any Dragon Race treasures, they didn’t dare to dream.

Just then, someone cried out, "Look! A figure of light has appeared on the seventh floor!"

"It came down from the eighth floor!"

"It’s Young Master Lin!"

"He’s out! He’s actually still alive!"

"That’s incredible, isn’t it?"

"He managed to survive an encounter with the Fire Dragon!"

"He’s truly a heaven-defying talent."

What? He’s still alive? Huo Yuner’s brow furrowed.

You Ruo snorted coldly. "Hmph. I bet he survived only by getting on his knees and begging for mercy."

"That’s right, that must be it," the members of the Nine Nether Alchemy Alliance sneered. "In a real fight, how could he possibly be a match for the Fire Dragon?"

Thank goodness, Young Master Lin is still alive! Wan Er breathed a sigh of relief, her wish having come true. With Lin Xuan back alive, she jumped for joy.

Elder Li, however, looked worried. "The situation isn’t good," he said. "Situ Hang and Qingyou are still in there. They’ll probably join forces against Young Master Lin."

Sure enough, the crowd watched as the two figures of light on the Treasure Tower joined forces and moved toward Lin Xuan. A wave of gasps went through the onlookers. "It’s Situ Hang and Qingyou!"

"They’ve teamed up! They’re going to attack Young Master Lin!"

"That kid is doomed," Huo Yuner snorted.

"Hahahaha!" You Ruo burst into laughter. "So what if you made it out of the eighth floor alive? You’re still going to be defeated. The only difference is that this time, you won’t lose to the Fire Dragon, but to Qingyou and Situ Hang!"

Wan Er grew tense again, crying out, "Young Master Lin, run!"

You Ruo sneered, "Where could he possibly run? He can’t escape even if he grew wings. There’s nowhere to go."

"It’s all over," the members of the Fire Dragon Sect said smugly.

Sighing, the people from the Pill Tower also shook their heads. None of them believed Lin Xuan could win.

However, what happened next left them completely dumbfounded. Lin Xuan, fighting one against two, actually blocked their combined assault. Not only that, but he quickly sent both of them flying.

"How is this possible?!"

Huo Yuner couldn’t believe her eyes! You Ruo was stunned! The Fire Dragon Sect was in chaos! The Nine Nether Alchemy Alliance was in an uproar! Everyone was losing their minds!

This was too heaven-defying! Two nine-star Grandmasters working together should have been enough to sweep away everything. Who but a Great Grandmaster could possibly be their match? And yet, what was the result? Lin Xuan had sent them flying with a single palm strike!

Is this kid trying to ascend to the heavens? Could his power truly be at the Great Grandmaster level? How is this possible? How could this kid be so powerful?

The members of the Fire Dragon Sect and the Nine Nether Alchemy Alliance found this impossible to accept.

"Hahahaha!" The people from the Sun Alchemy Alliance erupted in laughter.

Wan Er clapped excitedly. "Wonderful! I knew Young Master Lin could still create a miracle!"

Elder Li laughed heartily. "Look! Qingyou is trying to run away like a beaten dog!"

The others also roared with laughter. Who would have thought that a mighty nine-star Grandmaster would actually try to flee?

But once again, the situation took an unexpected turn. Qingyou didn’t manage to escape; she was stopped by Situ Hang, who then took out a fan.

What’s going on? the crowd wondered. Are they still going to fight back? Do they even have the strength left to counterattack?

"You should just run while you still can!"

"You’re no match for Young Master Lin at all!" the people from the Sun Alchemy Alliance taunted.

The members of the Nine Nether Alchemy Alliance felt like they were about to cough up blood again. You Ruo wanted to die from the sheer humiliation. This is far too disgraceful!

Huo Yuner’s eyes widened, however, and she exclaimed, "That’s the Dragon Flame Fan!"

"Hahaha! Excellent! We’ve won!" she declared. "Victory is ours!"

What does she mean? The crowd was stunned.

Huo Yuner announced triumphantly, "The Dragon Flame Fan! It’s a fifth-grade weapon, a King’s Weapon! Elder Situ brought a King’s Weapon with him! This is enough to turn the tables!"

"What?! A King’s Weapon?" The crowd gasped in shock.

The members of the Sun Alchemy Alliance could no longer laugh. In contrast, the people from the Fire Dragon Sect were jumping in excitement.

You Ruo gritted her teeth. "Now let’s see how that brat dies!"