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As Master Han and Xiao Feng anxiously debated, a thunderous roar suddenly echoed from afar, sweeping across the battlefield like a tempest.
"All troops, advance! Who dares to retreat? Show no mercy!"
Feng Tianlong's voice boomed like thunder, filled with unmatched authority. This sound reverberated not only across the battlefield but also created a powerful shockwave that sent dust swirling into the air. An invisible pressure seemed to fill the atmosphere, making it hard to breathe.
The Demon Soldiers, already thrown into chaos by the appearance of the meteorite, were now gripped by fear. With a colossal meteorite looming overhead and Feng Tianlong's merciless roar shaking them to their core, their formation disintegrated in an instant. Soldiers lost their sense of direction; some stumbled backward in panic, desperate to escape this inevitable disaster.
However, Feng Tianlong's murderous voice was like the whisper of death, piercing deeply into each Demon Soldier's heart. They understood that retreating in the presence of such a demonic figure was tantamount to signing their own death warrants. No one dared to defy Feng Tianlong's authority; this intangible fear compelled them to press forward, no matter how terrified they felt.
The Demon Soldiers roared as they charged toward Master Han with all their might, believing that only by destroying this cultivator's source of Spiritual Energy could they halt the meteorite's descent and escape their unavoidable doom.
In that moment, Master Han felt an even greater pressure bearing down on him. He watched as the Demon Soldiers surged toward him like a tidal wave, his heart racing with urgency. He knew that guiding the meteorite's power would take time, and the relentless assault from the demons left him unable to concentrate on his spellcasting.
"This is bad..." Master Han gritted his teeth. He had to accelerate the meteorite's descent; otherwise, the Southern Capital would not withstand this wave of demonic onslaught.
Xiao Feng and the other Cultivators also sensed this looming despair but did not falter. They held their guns tightly, firing frantically at the charging Demon Soldiers, trying to buy Master Han even a second more.
"We'll hold them off! Master Han, hurry up and complete your incantation!" Xiao Feng shouted hoarsely, his voice filled with unwavering determination.
Master Han looked at these brave and fearless Cultivators, his heart swelling with gratitude and pain. He knew their time was running out. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and focused all his Spiritual Energy into his hands, preparing for the final showdown.
"Feng Tianlong..." Master Han murmured this name softly, filled with resolve and a sense of fatality. He understood that this battle would determine the fate of countless lives; he could not afford to fail.
Feng Tianlong's bloodthirsty eyes were fixed intently on Master Han's every move. A cruel smile crept across his lips, as if he was filled with anticipation and excitement for the impending showdown.
The meteor's descent was unstoppable, carrying with it a momentum that threatened to obliterate everything in its path. It tore through the clouds, igniting the surrounding sky in flames that painted the earth red, a harbinger of doom. The meteor drew closer to the ground, as if it intended to consume everything in its wake.
As Feng Tianlong gazed at the colossal rock hurtling toward him, a fierce battle spirit ignited within him. He let out a thunderous roar, unleashing his Spiritual Energy. With a powerful kick, the Demon Bull beneath him responded instantly, charging forward at breakneck speed. The ground cracked under their feet, as if the very earth were being torn apart by the Demon Bull's might.
Riding atop this massive Demon Bull, Feng Tianlong surged ahead, his gaze sharp and focused on a nearby collapsed building. He had only one goal in mind—to challenge the falling meteor.
The speed of the Demon Bull increased exponentially; Feng Tianlong could almost hear the wind howling past his ears. His hands gripped the iron rings of the Demon Bull tightly, channeling all his strength and will into one singular purpose. His eyes sparkled with fervor; the thrill of facing such an extreme challenge sent every cell in his body into a frenzy.
The Demon Bull raced up the slope of the building, which had once been a ruin but now served as Feng Tianlong's launchpad against the meteor. His muscles tensed as his Spiritual Energy surged within him like a tempest. He felt the weight of the meteor pressing down on him, but instead of fear, it only fueled his excitement.
"Come on!" Feng Tianlong laughed maniacally, his voice echoing across the battlefield like a cheetah welcoming its prey.
The Demon Bull roared powerfully, its strong limbs pounding against the slope as it charged toward the meteor's trajectory. The flames illuminated Feng Tianlong, casting his figure in an imposing and arrogant light, like a war god ready to challenge heaven itself.
The meteor loomed ever closer; it felt as though the sky was being torn apart, and an aura of apocalypse enveloped the battlefield. In Feng Tianlong's eyes burned an intense battle spirit; he was determined to confront this meteor head-on and challenge the oppressive forces of nature with his own strength.
As the Demon Bull galloped up the slope at an unstoppable speed, it kicked up debris and dust from the ground, creating waves of intense vibrations. Feng Tianlong's gaze sharpened further, fixated on the approaching meteor. He sensed the pressure descending from above but felt no fear; instead, he was filled with exhilaration at facing this challenge.
Just as the Demon Bull was about to reach the top of the slope, Feng Tianlong leaped suddenly from its back like an arrow shot from a bow. His figure traced a smooth arc through the air as he soared upward. At that moment, his entire Spiritual Energy erupted forth, causing the surrounding air to tremble with its force.
In mid-air, Feng Tianlong pivoted toward another building nearby. His toes lightly touched a corner of the collapsed structure, propelling him vertically upward at high speed. With each step he took in mid-air, his velocity and power surged dramatically, as if he were destined to pierce through the very sky itself.
As Feng Tianlong ascended, he whispered an ancient and powerful incantation, his voice resonating like a deep thunder in his throat. A massive surge of Spiritual Energy roared within him, transforming into pure black flames that slowly emerged from his back. This ball of black fire resembled a waking dragon, filled with boundless ferocious power, devouring the surrounding Spiritual Energy and elevating Feng Tianlong's strength and speed to unprecedented heights.
"Dark Dragon Shock!"
A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Feng Tianlong's eyes; this was one of his most powerful secret techniques. The black flames coiled around his limbs like venomous snakes, saturating his entire being with destructive energy. His speed reached its peak, each leap causing the exterior walls of buildings to shatter instantly, debris flying as if unable to withstand the terrifying force emanating from him.
He raced through the air, drawing closer to the meteorite, which seemed to sense Feng Tianlong's threat. In the sky, flames intertwined with Black Qi, creating a breathtaking scene.
A smug smile crept across Feng Tianlong's lips; he knew this strike would be a collision of heaven and earth, the ultimate confrontation of power and will. His body felt lighter, as if he had merged with the black flames. With each step he took, the entire world trembled in response.
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