Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 1540: Time to End It

"To express my gratitude to our client, all of you should die here."

Leiting Ya made his move, first targeting his junior brother, Leiting Zi. This was a fight between the two of them that had been stewing for far too long. He might as well seize the initiative.

"Kill!" He swung his spear forward at Leiting Zi. Heaven and earth resonated as he struck with peerless strength.

"Leiting Ya's ten times, maybe even a hundred times, stronger than before. Even with our combined strength, we might not win against him. I'm going to use a secret technique to temporarily elevate my strength to his level. During this period of time, come up with a solution that'll allow us to kill him. With your abilities, you'll surely be able to do so."

A halberd appeared before Leiting Zi, crystalline and resplendent. This too was forged out of lightning, but bore the sharpness of gold-attuned genetic energy.

His lightning of yin and yang crackled within his body, which he used like a cauldron or forge. The two types of lightning clashed within his body in an earsplitting rumble. Wisps of chaos surrounded him. Blood seeped out of Leiting Zi's mouth; clearly, the secret technique he had just unleashed had dealt him severe damage.

Even before Fang Yi could respond, Leiting Zi had charged forward.

He trusted Fang Yi, who was once his opponent in battle.

He swung his golden halberd at Leiting Ya, refusing to give in.

Scintillating light arced across the sky as the entire altar turned a blinding shade of gold. Everyone was forced to shut their eyes.

The light was simply too intense. The clash of the two weapons, both born of lightning, led to a huge explosion of gold.

The skies themselves seemed to crack. Arcs of lightning scattered throughout the land, like a golden sea roiling in upheaval.

The confrontation of the two lightning-attuned cultivators resulted in widespread shockwaves so strong that the other cultivators present had to defend against them. They considered themselves lucky that they weren't any closer to the fight.

Even so, quite a few of them were struck by the lightning and turned a charred black.

Leiting Ya's gaze grew bright and ardent, his eyes like two suns. He boomed, "Junior Brother, your understanding of lightning is yet insufficient. Go and train for a decade more!"

The spear he held in his hands grew sharper and ever more resplendent. He swung it at Leiting Zi with the might of the heavens themselves.

Lightning crackled, and divine and demonic phantoms alike seemed to rise from the air, from the ground. The spear looked like a weapon of legends.

Leiting Zi met his senior brother with halberd in hand, blazing like the dawn. The two weapons struck each other in an earsplitting screech of metal against metal accompanied by the rumble of lightning.

Runes of frightening strength appeared in the air, manifestations of the natural law of lightning. They criss-crossed in the void, making the two combatants look divine.

"Die!" Leiting Zi shouted. He swung his halberd once more.

In the void, all manner of plants took root. A lake formed around Leiting Ya, as though a whole world was growing around him in miniature.

On Leiting Zi's side, snowy-white flower petals began to fall around him. Mud-yellow earth sprung up on the ground, thick and sturdy. Fires blazed as his halberd resonated with the lightning in the air.

Clearly, the two cultivators had reached incredible depths in their attunement to lightning, manifesting entire scenes as they absorbed themselves in their element.

The two cultivators clashed in a stunning explosion of such magnitude that even the void itself began to blur. Where their attacks met, destruction spawned.

"Die! Leiting Ya shouted. He truly boasted incredible strength. Lightning surrounded and supercharged his body.

A hundred and eight dragons of heaven, all formed of lightning runes, manifested before him and screeched at his opponent.

Heaven and earth quaked. The lightning dragons shook themselves and shot toward Leiting Zi.

A pair of lightning wings sprouted on his back, one wing formed from yang lightning, and the other from yin lightning. The two distinct sources of energy intersected and merged with one another, leaving Leiting Zi with an aura of great strength. He shot over.

The two weapons clashed; dragons roared in the air. The fighting grew even more intense.

Leiting Zi was trapped in combat with Leiting Ya. One dragon after another curled around him, attempting to drown him in lightning. Their claws were as sharp as any weapon of legend; their maws attempted to swallow him.

Leiting Zi fought for his life, immersed in lightning. As a few dragons were obliterated, blood seemed to spray out of his body—but it was actually blood-colored lightning.

Leiting Ya's eyes glowed bright. Two bolts of lightning emerged from his eyes, one black and one white. They shattered Leiting Zi's shield of lightning and left streaks of blood by his neck, a sign of their power.

Many were shocked. They had grossly underestimated Leiting Ya's strength. He had a bevy of techniques and frightening combat ability.

Leiting Zi stared at his opponent seriously. With yin and yang lightning gathering on either palm, he began to form seals with his hands, then counterattacked. In a flash, the yin and yang lightning combined to form wisps of chaos lightning.

Leiting Ya flew out. It took him a long while to stabilize himself, standing in a shower of lightning, his gaze ice-cold as he stared at Leiting Zi.

"It's time to end it!" Leiting Zi shouted. By then, the two combatants had exchanged hundreds of blows. He decided he had to end it then and there, without wasting even more time.

"I'll claim your life!" Leiting Ya's skull suddenly glowed with light, which shot into the heavens.

"What?

Everyone was shocked. They glanced up at the air, even those cultivators deeply engrossed in fights of their own. The situation was simply too eye-catching.

A bolt of golden lightning rose into the air from Leiting Ya's skull with such strength that everyone was taken aback.

The lightning compressed time and again until it formed a resplendent spike that rushed toward Leiting Zi and began to suppress him.

With a hum, Leiting Zi's body glowed with light. He attempted to defend against the spike, only to find that the golden lightning harbored shocking strength. It was formed out of arcane principles of lightning that seemed to gather divine energy and infuse it into the net. By combining Leiting Ya's own spiritual energy and lightning, he was able to construct a supercharged attack. It pierced through Leiting Ya's chest. He slumped weakly to the ground.

As he lay on the ground, he spoke strenuously. "To think you would have reached such a stage, merging the lightning of your soul with that of life and death. You've reached the pinnacle of your path. Even the elders of the Leiting Domain might not be able to stand against you."

Leiting Ya stood tall by the altar, surrounded by crackling lightning. He shook his head. "Junior Brother, none of your seniors can stand against me, nor your elders. On what grounds did you think you could kill me? If you want to take me on, go train for a few hundred years first."