Chapter 1898: Reinforcements! The Aswaran Cataphracts! (1/2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Bang!

The Lone Silence Ancestor floated in the air, his aura growing stronger and stronger. With a single wave of his hand, a large swath of rain transformed into chilling mist and flew into the distance. There was a hissing sound as those unkillable fire men vanished in a cloud of steam.

Rumble! A bone-chilling wave of water froze and shattered all the lava men within a radius of ten thousand feet. It took only a few seconds for all the fire men to be extinguished by the Lone Silence Ancestor, even those ones Khatabah had recently created with black flames.

And the Lone Silence Ancestor was just getting started. After dealing with the fire men, the Lone Silence Ancestor shot to the ground and pressed a hand against the earth. Cold energy along with pouring rain seeped into the ground, freezing and hardening all the lava flows around the Black Flame Ifrit.

The Ifrit's high-temperature flames had melted rock into lava, and by absorbing the lava, the Ifrit had increased its power.

The Lone Silence Ancestor controlled all the rain, turning it into frigid mists that hardened the lava, essentially draining the Ifrit's strength through its foundations. And without the fire men, the Black Flame Ifrit no longer posed a threat to the army at large.

”Wonderful!”

Even Wang Chong was elated to see this. The Lone Silence Ancestor cultivated a Water Element divine art, and few on the battlefield could match him in a battle against the Ifrit.

”Ants, you think that this is enough?”

Khatabah was furious.

The storm Wang Chong had summoned could not threaten him, but the rain pouring down had a suppressive effect on the Ifrit.

As the fire men were incessantly extinguished, the upper hand created by the Ifrit was fading.

Without the endless army of fire men, the Ifrit was simply a larger Behemoth. This substantial decrease in fighting strength was definitely not something Khatabah wanted to see!

”I'll kill all of you first and then see what you can do!”

Boom! Black flames erupted from the Ifrit's body, sweeping toward the Tang experts around it.

With one strike, the weakest of the group—Gao Xianzhi, An Sishun, and Xie Guangting—were blown back. Meanwhile, Wang Zhongsi, Li Junxian, and Song Yuanyi grimly unleashed their most powerful attacks before rapidly retreating.

The Black Flame Ifrit was the Ifrit's strongest form. Not only was it stronger than them, the heat of more than two hundred thousand degrees radiating from its body also posed an enormous threat.

These terrifying temperatures were somewhat unbearable even for Wang Zhongsi, who was already in the Subtle realm, let alone the others.

The only one who could just barely clash with Khatabah was Wang Chong.

Rumble!

The Nightmare Beast's power combined with the Xuanyuan Sword, and Wang Chong immediately unleashed a massive black sword at Khatabah.

Khatabah's body swayed, the flames around him growing chaotic.

Even though the Black Flame Ifrit form had increased the Ifrit's resistance, making it immune to most kinds of damage, Wang Chong's Psychic Energy attacks were still effective.

More importantly, no matter how strong the Black Flame Ifrit, how hot its flames, or what technique Khatabah used, Wang Chong needed to only slash his sword to strike the Ifrit. Khatabah could not change this no matter what he did.

”Adnan, Abu Muslim, Lucis, and all the other Governors and Deputy Governors, hear my order! All of you, come at once and assist me!”

Khatabah's voice resounded through the world as he gathered all his flames on his right arm and unleashed them on Wang Chong.

In the face of these frightening flames, Wang Chong was forced to pull back.

Amidst the raging sands and bellowed orders, Adnan, Abu Muslim, Lucis, and all the other Arab Governors and Deputy Governors heard Khatabah's call and began to converge on the Black Flame Ifrit.

Two fists had it hard against four hands. While Khatabah could suppress Wang Chong and the others, in the face of their endless barrage of attacks, Khatabah was feeling a little hard-pressed.

Only Adnan and the other Arab commanders joining in could swiftly end the battle. More importantly, the handiwork of Wang Chong and the Lone Silence Ancestor had made them feel very threatened, and they sensed that they needed to kill this powerful Water Element expert.

Neigh!

But just when Adnan and the others were rushing toward Khatabah, the neighing of horses resounded through the air, penetrating through the sandstorm.