Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 792: Sparing the Innocent

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon]!" Li Feng yelled out, defending himself once more from the mammoth's attack. He pulled out another blade, from which light began to gather. As he struck, dozens of dragons fell from the skies like meteors, shining against the snowy backdrop.

The golden mammoth suddenly announced, "My sword technique is known as the [Nine Wanderers]. After defeating countless foes all over the world, I headed to other nearby worlds to challenge whoever I could find. This technique was born of those experiences. I fought a large number of humans and draconians during that time. Warlord Chen Ruiming himself who gave me advice, and it was with his help that I finalized this technique for myself."

Suddenly, the golden mammoth's attack pattern changed. The froststeel blade in his hands shot out with surprising speed, blocking the starlight from Li Feng's technique.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon]!" Dozens of sword slashes emanated from Li Feng, each with a starry splendor reminiscent of the Milky Way. The stars in the night sky shone brightly with the sword slashes, imbued with the power of the vast expanse of the galaxy. The starlight was so bright, so splendid that it would make any onlookers dizzy.

The golden mammoth blocked the attack again. Astoundingly, he even shifted the currents of air and sent the starlight from Li Feng's technique turning back on itself, forming eddies that sapped the technique of its energy.

However, even the mammoth was having a hard time with such a manipulation—Li Feng's attack was simply too strong.

"[Birth of the Holy Dragon: Arclight Slash]!" Li Feng lifted his sword high above his head. A silvery-white dragon emerged from behind him, merged with the sword, and sent a beam of light piercing the skies. Li Feng struck, and the sword slash morphed into a dragon.

The mammoth trumpeted, slashing forward with his heavy blade and breaking another of Li Feng's techniques with brute force, in yet another explosion of light and snow.

Li Feng frowned as yet another of his attacks was completely blocked.

The golden mammoth felt like a steel wall, impenetrable to anything he threw his way. None of his techniques had achieved their desired impact.

"I can't believe I have to show off one of my trump cards so early on!" Li Feng sighed, then sheathed his sword and returned it to his soulspace.

The golden mammoth frowned. "Why are you giving up so easily?"

"I'm not giving up. I simply intend on revealing a fraction of my true strength. I had intended on leaving this technique against the king of the realm of your world, but now, it looks like you'll be the first to taste it."

"[Light's Bulwark: Heavenfall]!"

Light-attuned genetic energy gathered on Li Feng's fist, compressing once and again. His fist began to glow with white light, but in far more muted a fashion than his flashy attacks moments ago.

Nevertheless, the golden mammoth knew he couldn't take this attack lightly. He charged forward, swinging his blade. The blade struck Li Feng's fist in what seemed like the explosion of a nuclear bomb.

All the light-attuned genetic energy that Li Feng had gathered burst apart in a splendid explosion that rocked the entire tundra and sent waves of snow billowing around the air. The snowy clouds high above them exploded in a cloud of frost.

Even the golden mammoth was forced back two stumbling steps. If he hadn't been prepared, the force of the explosion would have sent the heavy sword flying out of the golden mammoth's reach.

"[Light's Bulwark: Heavenfall]!" Light exploded in the sky with such force that space itself began to warp. Shockwaves roared through the air like thundering dragons.

Light-attuned genetic energy covered the skies and filled the entire space around Li Feng. The golden mammoth's eyes narrowed. "Just what are you doing?"

Li Feng, struggling to contain all the light-attuned genetic energy pouring through the skies, replied slowly, "You have your wuxia, and I have a man I need to catch up to. He once told me not to emulate him, but rather to learn from him—to incorporate his techniques into my own. I understand this, but when he shines so brightly in front of us, how can we resist the temptation to copy his success?"

By this time, the dark clouds above them had been replaced by glittering brilliance. Li Feng's strength covered the skies. "But I think there are more than two options than to emulate or to learn. No—I'll absorb his techniques and make them my own!"

Li Feng was a hunter independent of Zhang Lie, with his own thoughts and his own principles. Unlike the rest of Team Zenith, he chose to forge a different path.

"My techniques shall eclipse my captain's in strength!" Li Feng punched forward, causing the genetic energy to pour down like a flood. Thick, concentrated energy, like roaring dragons and galloping steeds, like sharp blades piercing heaven and earth, fell from the sky.

The golden mammoth concentrated all his strength on the blade and swung it in a wide arc, attempting to dissipate the genetic energy around him. However, that sword energy was drowned out in the face of Li Feng's genetic energy.

Li Feng's technique flattened the land until the valley itself became level ground.

The golden mammoth, caught under the onslaught of energy, suffered grievous injuries. However, his long period of training, of dedicating itself to the art of the sword, bore fruit. Despite the attack, he had stubbornly lived on, though his injuries were so serious that he couldn't even move his legs.

The golden mammoth murmured weakly, "To be able to die to a strong hunter like you—I'll have no regrets."

Li Feng didn't glance back. He flew off into the air.

The golden mammoth gritted his teeth as he slowly got back to his feet. "Why not strike me? Am I not worth your time?!"

Li Feng rolled his eyes. "Do you want to die?"

The golden mammoth shook his head. "No, but neither do I want to live with shame!"

"The king of this world commanded you to invade the draconian world, but you refused him, didn't you?"

The golden mammoth: ...

If not for the golden mammoth's refusal, the silvery-white mammoth would hardly have been the one leading the charge against the humans. After all, the golden mammoth was the most powerful in the herd after the king of the realm itself.

The golden mammoth didn't deny Li Feng's charge. He grimaced. "I have very good friends among the humans. I can't change the herdleader's mind, but I can choose to obey my own principles."

"In that case, there's no need for me to kill you," Li Feng explained.

The golden mammoth called out to his back, "I know I don't have the ability to stop you, and it's rather thick-skinned of me for me to be making this request, but if you manage to beat the herdleader, would you mind sparing the life of my kin?"

Li Feng thought for a moment. "If you tell me where the herd is, or lead me to it, I'll consider your request."