I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [73]

The figure rising slowly from the crystallized magma was tall and strikingly elegant.

Her face, adorned with delicate and refined features, bore a serene and gentle expression.

Draped in a crimson cheongsam, her snow-white legs were exposed, the fabric decorated with intricate embroidery of a divine crimson bird that seemed almost alive.

Her calm voice rang out, but to the four adepti, it was a sound all too familiar.

Though her attire differed, her visage was unmistakable—someone whose presence they had longed for over the past two millennia now stood before them.

For a moment, none of the adepti could find their voices.

“This…” Cloud Retainer was the first to speak, her words faltering as disbelief gripped her.

The adepti, even now, struggled to fully accept the Geo Archon’s alleged demise. To them, their god had always been an invincible presence; the mere thought of his death felt unreal. The pain of his loss had yet to sink in.

But the figure before them, a long-departed companion, was undeniably real.

“This must be some grotesque trick, a mockery of the divine…”

Black, chaotic lines writhed across the Vigilant Yaksha’s form as his voice cracked, tinged with anguish.

The grief of seeing something cherished desecrated mingled with a growing rage—a rage that swore to annihilate the one who dared stand before him.

“Wait!” Mountain Shaper interjected, stepping in front of Xiao with a heavy sigh. “This presence… It’s genuine. This is no mere imposter, nor a creature of darkness. The flames she commands are beyond the grasp of any malevolent entity.”

“Then… someone has dared to take on her likeness to deceive us?” River Carver’s voice rumbled low with suspicion.

“No… I cannot say,” Mountain Shaper replied, shaking his head. “She carries the faintest trace of the Geo Archon’s aura, but her power differs entirely from the one we once knew as the Supreme Qilin.”

“But… something feels strange,” he continued. “My instincts tell me that even if she is not the Supreme Qilin, she is inextricably linked to her.”

“Indeed,” Cloud Retainer agreed with a nod. “It’s not just her appearance—there is something far deeper at play here, something fundamental and uncanny.”

Their words gave the Vigilant Yaksha pause. He gazed at the figure standing on the crystallized magma, forcing his turbulent emotions to subside.

After a long moment, he exhaled slowly. “Things have grown increasingly unclear. I didn’t believe the rumors of Rex Lapis’s death, but now, seeing someone so similar to the Supreme Qilin… it seems… possible.”

The other three adepti hesitated briefly before nodding reluctantly.

“It’s hard not to consider it,” Cloud Retainer admitted, her tone heavy.

Their minds drifted to the fond yet sorrowful memory of their god, the Geo Archon, who, for all his omniscience, had one undeniable weakness: his eternal love for his long-lost wife. Among the adepti, this truth had long been an open secret.

“You’re not fighting?”

Across the battlefield, the woman who had introduced herself as Fu Hua, the Crimson Plume Immortal, looked at them with barely concealed impatience.

She clapped her hands lightly, her eyes narrowing.

“In that case, I’ll make the first move.”

Without waiting for a response, she charged at the adepti.

Her movements were deliberate yet deceptively slow, crossing a thousand meters in several seconds.

Mountain Shaper’s brow furrowed, and molten lava erupted from the ground, surging toward her.

With a simple step, Fu Hua evaded the attack with ease. Arriving before Mountain Shaper, she halted abruptly, coiling one fist at her waist before striking with the other.

Her speed increased exponentially in those final steps, her attack transitioning from stillness to a sudden, explosive burst.

“[Compression Fist: Mountain Collapse].”

Her flame-wreathed fist struck Mountain Shaper’s lava armor directly.

Boom!

A muffled thud echoed as Mountain Shaper was sent flying, his body tumbling like a discarded ragdoll. Though his armor appeared intact, the indentation on his chest was glaringly obvious. Blood spurted from his mouth.

“Hm?” Xiao reacted immediately.

Kicking his spear into the air, he lunged forward, catching it mid-flight. In one fluid motion, he thrust the spear at Fu Hua.

The spearhead swirled with an azure storm, slicing through the air with deadly precision.

“Ha!”

Fu Hua exhaled lightly, sinking into a firm stance. She pulled her fists to her waist, then unleashed a counterstrike aimed directly at the spear tip.

“[Compression Fist: Cloud Burst].”

Her punch tore through the air, dissipating the swirling winds on the spearhead as if calming a raging tempest. The spear’s once-unyielding momentum faltered, exposing the blade beneath.

“Hmm?”

A battle-hardened warrior, Xiao immediately noted the shift. He swiftly withdrew the spear, leaping back to avoid her gloved fists.

This unexpected maneuver caused Fu Hua’s expression to shift subtly. She adjusted her stance and dashed forward, aiming for a decisive follow-up.

Her fists glowed faintly with a fiery aura, though the flames remained thin and subdued.

Despite her restrained power, Xiao treated her with greater caution than he had shown Accelerator.

Their first clash was spear against fist. The second, elbow against spear shaft. The third, shoulder against shoulder. The fourth, a fiery kick against a wind-imbued knee.

The fifth. The sixth. The hundredth.

Their battle transcended the limits of human martial prowess.

Every part of their bodies—fists, elbows, shoulders, knees—became a weapon honed through centuries of combat. Fire and wind served only to amplify their destructive potential.

But the true terror lay in their physical skill and the countless years of battle experience that guided their every move.

The two combatants were equals.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Though the strikes lacked the dramatic visual effects of flames, wind, or explosions, their sheer precision and intensity left onlookers in awe.

This was the pinnacle of martial combat, a clash of titans who had reached the apex of their craft.

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T/N: I don't think the supreme qilin is Qingyun...

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