Watching Victor Wang get knocked out of the sky and smashed into the ground again and again by Ian Song, the other Hidden Dragon Ranking geniuses found it hard to accept. Victor was ranked third on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, and had a real shot at claiming the number one spot in the future.
But now, he was getting crushed by Ian Song, who was only ranked a hundredth on the Soaring Dragon Ranking, and couldn’t fight back at all.
They could barely believe it, even seeing it with their own eyes.
Yanna Shaw: "..."
Ian hovered in midair, his white robe fluttering without wind, billowing loudly. He gazed coolly at the ruined buildings below, sensing a terrifying power brewing inside. He was a little surprised—he hadn’t expected Victor to have another trump card.
But so what? He had a trump card of his own.
Boom!
Suddenly, the area where Victor had crashed turned into a massive sea of fire. The flames were unbelievably hot, melting everything they touched in an instant—it was terrifying.
Where Ian could see, the ground in that region was burned through, leaving a fiery pit five hundred meters across. In the heart of the blaze, that energy was reaching its peak—ready to burst out at any moment.
"What’s going on? Did Ian Song get scared stiff?"
The next moment—
ROAR! ROAR!
A furious roar echoed from within the sea of fire.
Then, a massive creature rose from the flames—a giant Fire Qilin, fifty meters tall and over a hundred meters long.
This colossal Fire Qilin looked astonishingly lifelike, its scales perfectly clear, bathed in fire, with four swirling fireballs under its feet. Its eyes glowed like copper balls, burning red and full of hatred.
A single horn atop its head shone with a strange fiery red light, sending chills down everyone’s spine.
"That’s a Fire Qilin divine beast!"
Someone cried out in shock.
Then one of the Hidden Dragon geniuses shouted excitedly, "I get it now! The legend says the Wang clan has a secret technique called Divine Metamorphosis Art. If you fuse the blood of a divine beast, you can actually become one! That’s why Victor Wang is called the Qilin Prodigy—so that’s the secret!"
"Haha, Ian Song’s about to get burned to death!" Tian Yun laughed.
"Hahaha!" At that moment, Ian Song’s laughter echoed from above: "Victor Wang, Victor Wang, I was thinking of making you my horse groom, but now that you’ve turned into a beast, I’ve decided—you’ll be my mount!"
Hidden Dragon Ranking geniuses: "..."
Vermin Squad members: "..."
Yanna Shaw: "..."
Victor Wang: "..."
A moment later, Ian’s voice rang out again: "Come on, Victor! Show me everything you’ve got—let’s see if you’re fit to be my ride!"
The Fire Qilin Victor didn’t reply, but opened his mouth and unleashed a massive torrent of fire, surging straight at Ian.
This was no ordinary flame—it was Qilin True Fire from a divine beast, its temperature able to melt anything. Wherever it passed, even the void itself burned, leaving pitch-black chasms behind.
Facing the oncoming fire, Ian felt the incredible heat even from afar. But instead of dodging, he made a shocking choice—he stood his ground, unmoving.
"What’s going on? Did Ian Song get scared stiff?"
"Why isn’t Captain dodging?"
While everyone was still puzzled, the Qilin True Fire engulfed Ian completely.
Body of Ten Thousand Stars!
A starry diagram appeared on Ian’s skin, and he immediately activated the Solar Divine Art.
Whoosh, whoosh.
He absorbed the Qilin True Fire into his body, refining it as his own energy. In an instant, his cultivation advanced a bit.
"It works!"
Ian was overjoyed and quickly increased his absorption.
For a moment, the Qilin True Fire surged wildly into him, and he instantly turned into a blazing fire man.
"Haha, Ian Song’s about to get burned to death!" Tian Yun laughed.
"Hmph! Burn him! I hope there’s nothing left but ashes. It’s just a shame I can’t kill him myself!" Yanna Zhou thought to herself.
"Captain!"
The Vermin Squad’s excitement turned to worry, concern filling their eyes.
Whoosh, whoosh!
A few seconds later, Ian had become a fireball over ten meters tall.
Seeing this, Victor—still in Qilin form—looked confused and surprised. He realized that the Qilin True Fire was out of his control and was pouring wildly into Evan Chu, as if something about him was attracting it.
Only the clueless Hidden Dragon geniuses kept cheering.
Time ticked by, and the fireball began to shrink.
Ten meters!
Eight meters!
Five meters!
Three meters!
...
Just then, the fireball vanished, and a flaming human figure appeared before everyone.
The flames faded, and Ian’s figure reappeared in full view.
"Captain’s okay!"
The Vermin Squad finally relaxed, while the cheering Hidden Dragon geniuses fell silent.
Ian, face flushed with spiritual energy, called out to Victor, "Thanks for the fire, little Qilin! Looks like my cultivation’s gone up again. Want to give it another shot? Don’t worry about burning me—I can take it!"
Ian shouted at Victor, his face glowing red from the boost. After absorbing all that Qilin True Fire, his Sun-Soul had grown noticeably.
Victor finally realized that his Qilin True Fire was being drawn in by Ian.
"Damn it!"
Victor roared and charged straight at Ian.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Man and beast collided wildly in midair, and the enormous Fire Qilin was sent flying again.
"Hurry up and spray fire!"
Ian chased after him, slapped the Qilin’s mouth with his palm.
"Die!"
The Qilin’s eyes blazed with madness as it swung its giant hooves at Ian.
But Ian vanished from sight.
A moment later, he reappeared on the Qilin’s back, slapped its head, and shouted, "Come on, little Qilin, spray more fire!"
Victor shook himself wildly, trying to throw Ian off.
But Ian clung to his back as if he’d taken root—no matter how Victor shook, he couldn’t shake him off.
Ian kept slapping Victor’s head, forcing him to spit fire.
Everyone watching was dumbfounded, unable to describe what they felt.
"If you don’t spit fire, little Qilin, I’ll get angry!"
Ian’s voice grew harsher, and his blows heavier, leaving Victor—the Qilin—dizzy and dazed.
"Roar!"
Victor opened his mouth and roared, spewing a huge wave of Qilin True Fire.
"Haha! Good boy!"
Ian laughed and punched Victor again, then flashed into the flames to begin absorbing them.
This time, Ian absorbed the flames even faster—within three breaths, he had drained all the Qilin True Fire, then set his sights on Victor again.
"Come on, little Qilin, that’s not enough! Give me more!"
Fear flashed in Victor’s eyes, and he turned to flee.
"Where do you think you’re going, little Qilin?" Ian darted forward, blocked Victor’s escape, and began pummeling him. The sky echoed with the sound of fists striking flesh and Victor’s roars.