Tree King: What? I've become the Abundant Pharmacist?

Chapter 248 Its Flames Shine Brightly, the Dragon Embraces Its Wrath

"General Huaiyan, calm down."

Seeing that things were not going well, Walter Young immediately tried to dissuade him.

At this moment, a strong heat wave surged from Huai Yan's center, and the terrifying temperature made everyone's heart race.

The blazing flames illuminated Huai Yan's hunched body, and his eyes shone brightly, as if a god had descended.

Seeing that things were not going well, Walter Young immediately pulled March 7 behind him.

Qingque also trotted over.

Just kidding, if a fight breaks out, she wouldn't even know how she died.

Xing stared blankly at them, her face full of confusion.

What? They have a hidden relationship?

As Ren watched this scene, a slight smile crept onto his lips, and he burst into maniacal laughter.

"So, you've already decided to kill me."

"That's perfect, come on, kill me!"

Ren spread his arms and threw the blood-stained knife on the ground, his face contorted with madness.

“Ah-Ren.” Kafka’s voice came through. “You know, this isn’t in Eriol’s script.”

"I know, I know." Blade shook his head helplessly and picked up the knife from the ground.

Then, he looked up at Huaiyan.

"It seems you can't kill me either."

Upon hearing this, the flames on Huaiyan's body became even more violent, turning his beard a fiery red.

"That's enough. Even if I can't kill you today, I'll still keep you here."

"Its flames are bright and clear, and the dragon is about to unleash its fury."

The moment the words left his mouth, three fire dragons shot out from behind Huaiyan and headed straight for the blade.

"Good timing." Blade raised his blood-red blade, his gaze fixed on the three roaming fire dragons.

Suddenly, he exerted force with both legs, stomped heavily on the ground, and charged straight up.

Seeing such a terrifying fire dragon, Kafka frowned slightly.

Huaiyan is very strong. If they were to fight a real battle, she and Aren might both end up staying here.

But they can't afford to wait any longer; they've run out of time.

Blade moved among the fire dragons with ease, dodging each breath attack, and headed straight for Huaiyan behind it.

"break!"

Huaiyan suddenly formed a hand seal, and the three fire dragons stopped spewing their breath and instead rushed desperately toward the blade until they exploded upon contact.

Thick smoke rose up, obscuring the entire venue.

"What incredible power..." March 7, hiding behind Walter Yang, trembled slightly as he watched the scene unfold before him.

Fu Xuan Tai Bu was right; people become more refined with age.

“That’s right, he’s the longest-living general.” Qingque, who was also hiding behind Walter Yang, said.

"The oldest?" March 7th asked, puzzled. "How old is he now?"

Qingque shook her head. "I don't know. Maybe two thousand years old? Maybe three thousand years old?"

"There are all sorts of rumors circulating outside, but one thing is generally agreed upon: not only is Old Master Huaiyan old, but his strength is also outstanding."

"With General Huaiyan appearing, they should be able to take down the Star Core Hunter, right?" March 7th continued to ask.

“Of course,” Qingque said confidently. “See, that blade... wasn’t it already blown to ash?”

“This…” Looking at the smoke in the distance, a bad feeling suddenly rose in March 7th’s heart.

"Oh no, one of the laws of motion... smoke, no harm!"

As soon as March 7th finished speaking, a glimmer of red light flashed in the smoke.

The next second, Blade, holding the blood-stained blade, burst out of the smoke with a maniacal smile on his face.

Huai Yan frowned slightly, and his pupils ignited with dark golden light once more.

With a wave of his arm, the flames around him surged up and condensed again into three fire dragons, their scales burning with raging flames.

This fire dragon is different from the previous ones. Its body is more solid and more lifelike, and the flames are no longer the bright orange of the past, but a deep red.

"roar....."

The dragon roared to the heavens, and the fire dragon, carrying a terrifying heat wave, swooped down towards the blade. Even the air was distorted and deformed by the intense heat.

As he watched this scene, Ren's smile widened, his robes fluttering in the hot wind. He raised his blood-red blade, and a burst of crimson mist suddenly erupted from its edge.

"The Sword Tree of No Return".

The "power of immortality" within his body was boiling, blood mist surrounded the sword, and the sword shadow split into countless scarlet afterimages, colliding violently with the fire dragon.

In an instant, the fire dragon was cleaved into dozens of pieces by the blade light, followed by a violent explosion.

The shockwave from the explosion tore a ten-meter-wide trench in the ground, and the powerful shockwave even affected the surrounding buildings.

Just as the blade burst forth from the explosion, preparing to slash at Huaiyan, Huaiyan's figure was already no longer in the same spot.

"Aren." Kafka's voice suddenly came.

Ren suddenly raised his head and spotted Huaiyan's figure in the air.

At this moment, Huai Yan had already taken advantage of the situation to leap into the air, and terrifying flames rose from his palm, which he then pressed down fiercely.

Flames erupted from his hand, transforming into a spiraling fire tornado that enveloped the blade layer by layer, as if it were trapped in a scorching cage.

Blade's skin was scorched, yet he grinned, letting the flames lick his wounds.

Where blood dripped, black mist spread like thorns, and his pupils turned a frenzied golden-red.

"May he be executed by death ten thousand times over."

Pain and lust for killing transformed into power. The blood blade suddenly swelled with a hundred-meter-long crimson light, cleaving through the fire tornado. He appeared behind Huai Yan like a ghost, his blade heading straight for Huai Yan.

"You're in too much of a hurry."

Suddenly, dragon scale armor formed from flames appeared on Huai Yan's back, allowing him to withstand the attack. Amidst the flying sparks, he turned around, reached out, and grabbed the blade. Flames climbed up his arm, attempting to burn the blade to ashes.

Blade suddenly released his grip, letting the heavy sword be swallowed by the lava. He then used the momentum to flip backward, his five fingers plunging into his chest. The gushing blood spurted out and formed a blade, solidifying into a blood-soaked blade forged purely from blood and hatred, which he then slashed toward Huaiyan's heart.

The strike pierced through the protective fire armor, but was bitten by the afterimage of the fire dragon before it could touch the flesh.

The two confronted each other amidst a vortex of flames and blood mist. Suddenly, the three fire dragon remains behind Huai Yan merged into an even larger fire dragon, the intense heat making the blade extremely taut.

Suddenly, Ren unleashed all his power, and countless blood-red sword shadows appeared around him, pouring down like a torrential rain.

With a "bang".

The fire dragon exploded, the sword shadows shattered, and the entire Qiongguan Formation was swallowed by red light.

When the smoke cleared, half of the blade's body had turned into charcoal, yet it still stood upright, supported by the broken sword; Huaiyan stood in place, the remnants of the fire dragon swirling around his wound, seemingly not having suffered any serious injury.

"Again..." Blade whispered hoarsely, as flesh and blood wriggled and regenerated beneath his charred skin.

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