The Clash of Titans: A Cinematic Battle of Fire and Darkness

Translated by Basingh

In the heart of the Nine Heavens World, two titans clash in a battle that will decide the fate of empires. Ming Cang, the fiery heir of the Dragon Burial Ground, faces off against Cang Lu, the enigmatic Dark Son. With explosive action, vivid descriptions, and a cinematic translation by Basingh, this chapter will leave you breathless. Dive into the chaos and witness the clash of fire and darkness!

A Battle of Fire and Darkness

BOOM!

Two supreme forces collided, obliterating the ground beneath them. The sheer impact sent countless dragon corpses tumbling through the air, swept away by the terrifying shockwaves.

"Zhi Zhi..."

Just as Long Chen was about to move, a familiar voice echoed in his mind. A moment later, translucent vines emerged from the earth, sweeping across the battlefield. Wherever they passed, the dragon corpses vanished—teleported straight into the chaotic space.

"Zhi Zhi, the dragon corpses from the Nine Heavens World can’t be thrown into the black soil. Keep them separate!" Long Chen shouted urgently.

These dragon warriors had once fought for the Nine Heavens World. Their remains held power—power that Long Chen intended to bring back. If they had surviving descendants, he would return them. If not, he would ensure they received an honorable burial in the Imperial Domain. No hero’s remains should be desecrated.

"Zhi Zhi..."

The little creature chirped in understanding, showing that as its power recovered, so did its intelligence.

While Zhi Zhi gathered the corpses, no one paid it any attention. All eyes were locked on the battle between Cang Lu and Ming Cang.

BOOM!

The heavens split apart. One side burned with raging flames; the other seethed with endless darkness.

Ming Cang stood within his domain of fire, while Cang Lu resided in the abyss of darkness. Neither could penetrate the other’s realm. They were like gods of fire and shadow, staring each other down, their mere presence sending shivers through the souls of those who watched.

Even the gathered dragon warriors felt their own imperial flames flickering, on the verge of being extinguished.

"Their Imperial Flames have merged into one... The suppression is too strong. We can't even begin to resist..."

One of the powerful dragon warriors clenched his fists, eyes filled with unwillingness. He had survived three direct clashes with Cang Lu before, but now, his face was pale as a sheet, consumed by a sense of helplessness.

The Legacy of Power

Ming Cang had his family’s backing. They had cultivated this Dragon Burial Ground for countless years, and he had risen at the perfect time to claim its blessings.

But for the others? No matter how much talent or luck they had, stepping onto this path alone was nearly impossible. Even using external forces to forcibly elevate one’s Imperial Flame would come with consequences—stability was never guaranteed.

"You think stepping half a foot into the Unity Realm makes you invincible? Dark Son or not, you’re nothing but a puppet! You think you can defeat me? Keep dreaming!"

Ming Cang roared, flames surging wildly around him as countless Dao runes coalesced.

"My Imperial Flame is whole! The laws of the world bend to me! With fate on my side, no one of my level can stand against me! DIE!"

His hands formed seals. The fusion of his flame and Dao runes gave birth to a colossal, sky-splitting greatsword.

WHOOM!

The moment the sword appeared, its boundless imperial might radiated outward, making even Long Chen’s soul ache from the pressure.

"Ming Cang has fully merged his Imperial Flame... Next, he’ll bypass the Divine Emperor stage and ascend directly to the Emperor Realm.

His imperial aura is vast as an ocean, solid as iron... He already carries the presence of a god-emperor.

No wonder this power lets him leap across realms..." Long Chen muttered to himself, his expression darkening.

"Evil Dragon Annihilation!"

Ming Cang’s voice thundered as he changed his hand seals. The sky-splitting greatsword shattered the void, descending mercilessly.

BOOM!

Suddenly—a gigantic fist smashed into the greatsword!

CRACK!

The sword shattered!

For an instant, time seemed to freeze. The onlookers watched, wide-eyed, as the massive blade splintered apart.

RUMBLE!

The moment the sword completely shattered, time resumed. A violent shockwave erupted, sweeping across the battlefield.

Amidst the roaring wind, warriors braced themselves against the storm, their gazes darting toward the battlefield’s center.

And then—they saw him.

A giant.

"He can use Heavenly Form? Cang Lu knows this technique too?!"

Long Chen’s eyes widened. The aura surrounding Cang Lu’s giant form felt eerily similar to the one Fire Spirit had summoned before.

"Cang Lu was once a god-emperor, standing at the threshold of becoming a heavenly emperor. Of course he knows Heavenly Form," Kun Ding explained.

That made sense. The Heaven and Earth Cauldron had previously mentioned that Heavenly Form was the signature of a god-emperor.

But when Cang Lu fought Long Chen before, he never used it. Perhaps his energy wasn’t sufficient back then.

CRACK!

Just as the crowd processed their shock, the giant form shattered.

"If Cang Lu were in his true form, he could maintain Heavenly Form for a while.

But now? He’s just a puppet. His core power is lacking. This technique is nothing more than a one-time spell," Kun Ding stated calmly.

Seeing Cang Lu’s form break apart, Ming Cang’s confidence surged. He waved his hand, summoning a blazing spear into existence.

WHOOSH!

Behind him, an enormous dragon silhouette emerged. Ming Cang smirked coldly.

"A puppet is still a puppet. No matter how powerful you were in the past, what can you do now? Once I subdue you and offer you to the Dark Lord, I’ll earn a fortune in treasures!"

His dragon projection roared. His imperial might soared again. He was done playing—now, he would crush Cang Lu in just a few moves.

But just as he readied himself—

Cang Lu’s Bloodfiend War Halberd moved.

The moment it appeared, his Bloodfiend Wings erupted into furious flames.

BOOM!

The weapons clashed.

Ming Cang’s body jerked violently—

PUH! He spat out a mouthful of blood, blasted backward by the impact.

His eyes widened in horror. "What’s going on?! I activated my strongest form—why am I still losing?!"

He didn’t know—

The Bloodfiend Halberd and Bloodfiend Wings were a legendary pair.

Together, they unleashed unimaginable power.

Back in the Chaos Era, Cang Lu wielded them to crush all enemies, earning the Dark Lord’s recognition.

WHOOSH!

Suddenly—

Cang Lu vanished.

Ming Cang panicked. For the first time—

He couldn’t sense Cang Lu’s presence.

"Evil Dragon Domain!"

He roared, summoning a blood-red barrier to boost his power. In that instant, he finally saw a blurred figure—

Right in front of him.

A halberd was already swinging down.

CRACK!

His spear snapped in half.

The halberd struck his chest. PUH! Blood sprayed as his ribcage caved in.

SNAP!

Before he could react—

A massive, purple-scaled hand clamped around his throat.

Long Chen’s voice echoed through the heavens—

"It’s time you returned what you stole."

Final Thought: The War is Far From Over

As the dust settled and the battlefield fell into an eerie silence, all eyes locked onto the victorious figure. The weight of the past, the fury of the present, and the uncertainty of the future converged in this single moment. The battle was won, but the war was far from over.

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