Chapter 449: The Final Battle – Lin Fan vs. Luo Tong!
Soon, the crowd could clearly see who had fallen—and the scene instantly erupted.
"It's Teng Shan?!"
"Lin Dong, who's only at the Great Perfection of the Death Profound Stage, actually defeated Teng Shan, a Rotation Stage expert?!"
"Seems like the Four Symbols Palace really is something else… Another win against stronger odds!"
"Who would've thought that in this Heavenly Arena battle, Mang Mountain would end up on the back foot?"
"Even if Luo Tong wins the last match, it'll only end in a draw. What a surprising turn of events!"
"…"
Lin Dong glanced at Teng Shan lying on the ground, then flapped his azure wings and returned to the Four Symbols Palace's side.
The Sky Dragon Demon Commander and others came forward to offer their congratulations, all with newfound admiration in their eyes as they looked at Lin Dong.
In contrast to the celebratory mood of the Four Symbols Palace, the atmosphere on Mang Mountain's side had grown incredibly grim.
Teng Shan, supported by his brothers, returned with his head lowered in shame—he didn't even dare to meet Luo Tong's gaze.
"Useless," Luo Tong said coldly, his voice like a chilling wind.
Teng Shan's defeat meant that Mang Mountain had completely lost the upper hand. Even if Luo Tong defeated Lin Fan, they'd only end up tied, and their grand plan would fall through.
After berating Teng Shan, Luo Tong's expression remained dark as he slowly made his way toward the platform.
All eyes turned toward him, watching closely as he calmly walked out. He looked up, his cold gaze fixed on Lin Fan, and with a flicker of movement, he appeared atop the massive arena.
Seeing this, Lin Fan didn't hesitate. He too stepped forward and landed on the platform, facing Luo Tong directly.
"Brother Lin Fan (Big Brother), be careful!" Lin Dong and Xiao Yan called out, feeling the immense pressure emanating from Luo Tong.
Lin Fan gave a slight nod, saying nothing, and calmly faced Luo Tong.
"When I fight someone, I never hold back. But I always offer a chance: surrender willingly, or…" Luo Tong's gaze locked onto Lin Fan, and a cold, sinister smile curved on his lips.
"Die."
As that final word echoed out, a chilling killing intent erupted from Luo Tong, flooding the battlefield.
"Tell me—what's your choice?" Luo Tong licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic glint, like a cat toying with a mouse.
"If you want to fight, then fight. Cut the crap—don't waste my time," Lin Fan replied flatly, looking at him with disdain.
"Tch, arrogant brat," Teng Feng and the others couldn't help twitching slightly. This guy really didn't know fear.
Luo Tong's face remained expressionless. He didn't seem angered by Lin Fan's taunt. Instead, he nodded slightly, then slowly raised his slender hands from his sleeves. Between his fingers, arcs of light began to dance.
"You'll regret that."
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, dazzling radiance exploded from Luo Tong's body like a storm. Boundless yuan power surged out like a tidal wave, dyeing the sky with multicolored light.
The world turned brilliant, yet under that beauty pulsed a deadly threat.
Clearly, Luo Tong—the most powerful of Mang Mountain's Five Kings—had truly decided to kill.
Faced with such a terrifying enemy, Lin Fan remained composed.
Brilliant silver-white spiritual energy surged endlessly from his body, like an ocean tide. Under the stunned gazes of the crowd, it gathered behind him—forming a thousand-foot-tall giant.
The giant stood tall and proud, its entire form gleaming silver. Every movement radiated an aura of destructive might.
Whoosh!
At some point, a roaring gale swept through the sky, spinning into a massive tornado over a thousand feet tall. Within the storm, terrifying tearing force roared.
The silver giant reached out and gripped the tornado with a giant hand.
Buzz!
Silver spiritual energy poured into the storm like a flood. As it absorbed the energy, the tornado began to twist, transforming into a massive sword forged from hurricane winds.
"That spiritual power… It's terrifying! Lin Fan… he's a Minor Spirit Symbol Master!"
As they sensed the overwhelming spiritual energy Lin Fan released, everyone's expressions shifted. Their hearts trembled.
Compared to yuan power, spiritual energy was even harder to cultivate. To become a Minor Spirit Symbol Master was rare—like a phoenix feather or qilin horn!
Many had only heard of such figures. Today, they were witnessing one with their own eyes.
For the people of Mang Mountain—who previously thought little of Lin Fan—this was the first time they truly understood his terrifying strength.
"So this is your trump card, huh…"
Even Luo Tong felt a ripple of unease in his heart, though his face showed only cold disdain.
As his voice faded, he clenched his fist.
Instantly, brilliant yuan power gathered in the sky like a surging tide. Within seconds, it formed a massive radiant feather glowing with dangerous power. Serrated edges shimmered along its length, and the very air quivered under its presence.
With a flick of his finger, Luo Tong launched the feather. It whistled through the void, instantly shooting toward Lin Fan with devastating force.
"Slash."
Lin Fan waved his arm and spoke softly.
At the same time, the silver giant swung down the hurricane sword, unleashing a monstrous wave of energy.
Boom!
The sword of wind trembled violently, and at its tip, blinding lightning erupted!
In that instant, wind and thunder surged together.
In the next breath, the hurricane sword collided violently with Luo Tong's radiant feather.
Boom!
With a deafening blast, the feather exploded on the spot, bursting into a shower of radiant sparks.
Then, the hurricane sword—brimming with storm and lightning—continued its unstoppable descent toward Luo Tong.
Luo Tong hadn't expected such overwhelming power from the hurricane sword. His face darkened. He quickly clenched his hand again.
In the distance, the bodies of Teng Feng and two others shuddered. Three beams of light shot toward Luo Tong—dragon, tiger, and vermilion bird columns all flew to his side.
The Azure Dragon Pillar, White Tiger Pillar, and Vermilion Bird Pillar—now under his control!
Buzz!
The three sacred pillars floated around Luo Tong, radiating immense pressure that made hearts tremble.
On the Four Symbols Palace's side, the Sky Dragon Demon Commander and the others couldn't help but grow uneasy.
Earlier, battles involving Teng Feng, Teng Lin, the Golden Ape Demon Commander, and the Sky Dragon Demon Commander had all been hard fought. The best result had been a draw; the worst, a defeat.
Now, Luo Tong had control of three of the Four Symbols Immortal Suppression Pillars. His power would increase several times over.
Lin Fan, without a divine artifact like the Xuantian Hall…
How would he stand against it?
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