Ultragene Warlord

Above Fang Yi ’s head, the bandages from the gigantic black spirit coalesced into a sword, one which struck down at Fang Yi.

Fang Yi dodged the attack in a blur and counterattacked with his spear, striking back with thousands of thrusts in just a few moments.

The black spirit blocked, its sword transforming into a shield, which caught the spear thrusts with ease.

We are bit.ly/3iBfjkV, find us on google.

Wheels of time condensed by Fang Yi ’s back, and his attacks grew faster and faster.

Fang Yi ’s spear took on the aspect of a dragon of the winds and a storm tiger as he charged forward, and the black spirit ’s shield trembled before it burst apart into a frenzy of corkscrewing bandages, each of which attacked Zhang Lie like a drill.

Infusing his spear with more and more genetic energy, Fang Yi parried the attacks with it and sapped the attacks of their momentum.

Subsequently, the black bandages merged together and formed a black cyclone, as though the black spirit were about to showcase one of its trump cards.

”[Heaven ’s Judgment]! ” Once again, Fang Yi broke through the constraints of time and returned to the frozen world of gray, with him the only spot of color within.

Wind and storm combined and crackled at the tip of Fang Yi ’s spear, imbuing it with sharpness and penetrating strength beyond measure.
Fang Yi compressed that energy again and again, until even the space around the spear started getting sucked in.
The tip of the spear punched through space as though it were nothing more than paper.

The combination of elemental, temporal, and spatial energy at the tip of the spear multiplied the strength of Fang Yi ’s attack beyond what should have been possible.

Even Zhang Lie himself would be shocked by the sight of Fang Yi ’s attack.
It was difficult enough to combine elemental and temporal energy, let alone adding something as volatile as spatial energy into the mix.

No one else would have dared such a risky proposal, but not only had Fang Yi done so, he had even succeeded.

He combined [Born of Lightning, Swallowed by the Wind], [Tiger ’s Howl, Dragon ’s Bellow], and [Heaven ’s Judgment]—elements, time, and space.

A dragon of purple lightning and tiger of green wind, shielded by a barrier of time and shrouded by black spatial energy, slowly began to manifest.

Fang Yi poured more and more genetic energy into the attack.
A storm roared into existence around him.
Only within a space of frozen time would Fang Yi be able to pull off such an attack.
If he had to devote so much attention to a technique in the midst of a heated battle, his opponents would surely be able to kill him.

Most importantly, combining spatial, temporal, and elemental energy required precise care.
Any attack on Fang Yi would disrupt his concentration, and the backlash alone might well be a lethal injury.

A spatial rift began to form where Fang Yi was standing, but he held together the fraying world long enough for it to stabilize.

Anyone witnessing his attack would have denounced him as a crazed fool to attempt to control such phenomena as spatial rifts and to make use of it to strengthen his attack, but Fang Yi, bogglingly, succeeded in even this.

Part of the energy from the spatial rift seeped into his lightning-attuned genetic energy, turning it into void lightning.
The pitch-black lightning began to spike and sizzle, and the space around Fang Yi, like shattered glass, grew so unstable that it seemed liable to collapse at any moment.

Temporal energy entered the fray, somehow managing to stabilize the mix of energies that ran rampant around Fang Yi.

Fang Yi was very familiar with wind and thunder, having worked with them all throughout the first and second realms.
After combining them with temporal and spatial forces, the wind and lightning gained qualities that were foreign to Fang Yi, and they even began to merge with each other, forming natural phenomena much like the spatial rifts and void lightning that Fang Yi had just generated.

All these phenomena were particularly dangerous, and the fact that Fang Yi was meddling and even experimenting with them would make others think twice about associating with him.

Somehow, Fang Yi had managed to contain and curtail these dangerous phenomena, condensing them by the tip of his spear and maintaining an unstable equilibrium by keeping the forces rotating quickly.

Zhang Lie himself wouldn ’t dare play with such dangerous combinations of energies, but Fang Yi had no choice.
He wanted to grow stronger and surpass Zhang Lie, to obtain his approval.
If he could harness the energy in these exotic forces for himself, that could make all the difference.

As the forces continued to revolve around each other, the forty wheels of time behind Fang Yi began rotating more and more quickly as the space around him was strained to its utmost.

Harnessing such powerful and destructive phenomena required a commensurate price.

Fang Yi ’s peak-grade spear began to crack, and even Fang Yi ’s own body was giving out.
He bled out of his orifices, and the bones in his arms began to creak.

As the types of energy melded further, the unstable combination destabilized further.
Space and time began to splinter and crack, and all around Zhang Lie appeared unusual pitch-black thorn-like protrusions that seemed to skewer space.

Fang Yi ’s skin began to bleed.
His capillaries burst, and blood gushed out of tears in his skin.
The cracks in his spear propagated. 

Fang Yi howled as he struck with the potent mix of energy he had created, shattering the frozen world of gray and sending spatial rifts and void lightning directed straight at the center of the mass of black spirits.

The resulting explosion was so intense that calling it a disaster would be an understatement.
A tsunami or a volcanic eruption would be nothing more than a minor inconvenience compared to this cataclysm, as though a hundred starbreak annihilators were being fired at once…