Chapter 1586: Bloody Massacre!

In the struggle for the qualification to enter the Alchemy Tower, no one would slack off at this moment.

Everyone went all out; those who were not strong enough exerted every ounce of their strength, their faces flushed red with effort.

This kind of melee demanded extremely high control over fire.

If the flames were too strong, one would become a target for everyone; if too weak, the attack would lack power.

At the same time, one had to manipulate the flames to perform various evasive maneuvers.

It could be said to be multitasking.

For alchemists, this was indeed an excellent way to test their fire control.

However, Song Qiyang acted with reckless abandon. His divine flame transformed into a giant dragon, killing anyone who wasn't on his side, and there was hardly anyone who could stand against him.

This was their own battle, and also a battle among the elders.

The more enemies he eliminated, the more spots he secured for his own side.

This fire duel was ranked based on the order of elimination; the last one remaining would be the first place.

So as long as one was the hundredth eliminated, they could guarantee entry into the next round.

At this moment, various phantom forms conjured by divine flames crisscrossed the battlefield, and the situation was extremely brutal.

But upon seeing Song Qiyang's divine flame, everyone gave him a wide berth.

In the blink of an eye, Song Qiyang had slaughtered over a dozen people, as if entering an unguarded territory.

His fire control skills were indeed outstanding; an expert could tell at a glance that he was exceptional.

The Grand Elder stroked his beard and smiled on the viewing platform, clearly very satisfied with Song Qiyang.

"Grand Elder, Qiyang is really promising! His Summon Nether Heavenly Dragon Art has reached perfection!" an elder flattered.

Ruoxu smiled and said, "Heh, the boy still has a long way to go! He's still a million miles away from meeting my requirements."

That elder laughed, "Grand Elder, a strict master produces outstanding disciples! Although Qiyang's Summon Nether Heavenly Dragon Art is insignificant in our eyes, among three-star alchemy gods, he stands head and shoulders above the rest! Among the three-star disciples, there is simply no one who can rival him!"

Ruoxu smiled, "That's true. Qiyang's fire control skills are already approaching those of a four-star guardian. It will be difficult for any three-star disciple to surpass him."

"Hey, a bunch of scum, wanting to enter the Alchemy Tower! Today, I'll make sure not a single disciple of the Second Elder gets in!" Song Qiyang sneered inwardly.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on Ning Siyu.

"Hey, I'll start with you, girl! Who told you to be so close to that Ye Yuan!"

A hint of smugness flashed at the corner of Song Qiyang's mouth. With a slight movement of his fingers, his dragon divine flame pounced toward Ning Siyu's divine flame.

Ning Siyu's divine flame was a small phoenix, inconspicuous among those seemingly powerful phantoms.

Although it had the shape of a phoenix, it looked like a little bird, with no hint of aggression.

If Song Qiyang hadn't targeted Ning Siyu, many people might not have even noticed this little phoenix.

Ning Siyu's talent was indeed very good, but after all, she was still too young and hadn't fully matured.

No one would think of her for the spot to enter the Alchemy Tower this time.

There were still some in the Alchemy Tower who, like Song Qiyang, had one foot already in the realm of four-star alchemy gods.

It was just that these people weren't as formidable as Song Qiyang.

"Hmm? Song Qiyang has set his sights on that girl Ning Siyu? Hey, this kid is too much of a bully!"

"Hehe, it seems Song Qiyang wants to wipe them out completely, leaving no chance for the Second Elder's disciples."

"If you want to blame someone, blame that Elder Ye! Originally, Song Qiyang wouldn't have been so ruthless, but now he's angered."

...

Every move Song Qiyang made was closely watched. When he struck at Ning Siyu, someone immediately noticed the clue.

A vicious dragon eating a little bird—the outcome seemed to have no suspense.

The elders wouldn't think so.

Nor would the onlookers.

Song Qiyang himself certainly wouldn't think so either.

However, just as the two phantom divine flames clashed, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Pfft!"

That little phoenix, like a diamond drill, directly pierced through the giant dragon!

The giant dragon instantly seemed severely wounded, becoming much more ethereal.

Its imposing aura was no longer as strong as before.

Song Qiyang was startled, and his fire control nearly went out of control.

The giant dragon trembled violently, showing signs of collapse.

Song Qiyang was shocked and quickly stabilized the dragon.

However, it wasn't over yet!

The little phoenix traced a graceful arc and turned back in the blink of an eye.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The little phoenix flew back and forth, drilling holes all over Song Qiyang's giant dragon like a drill.

"This... what's going on? Why is Ning Siyu's little phoenix so strong?"

"Am I seeing things? That little phoenix doesn't seem to have anything special about it!"

"Holy crap, this is huge. Song Qiyang isn't going to be eliminated in the first round, is he?"

...

After the shock, exclamations arose all around.

Ning Siyu's little phoenix had a strong visual impact on people.

It was clearly an unremarkable little bird, but no one expected it to be so strong!

Truly a small body with great power!

Song Qiyang was flustered, on the verge of breaking down.

If this continued, he really would be eliminated in the first round!

His gaze hardened, revealing a fierce look, and his hand seals changed.

"Boom!"

The giant dragon directly shattered!

Ning Siyu sneered, "Trying to run? Not so easy!"

The giant dragon shattered, but Song Qiyang's divine flame was not destroyed.

With his fire control skills, he wouldn't be taken down so easily.

But now, facing Ning Siyu head-on, he would rather die than do it!

He had only one thought now: run!

The power of his divine flame had been reduced by Ning Siyu by more than half, now less than a third of its original strength.

At this level, it was no longer enough to confront Ning Siyu directly.

The shock in his heart was beyond words; he couldn't understand why Ning Siyu's fire control had suddenly become so terrifying.

Song Qiyang had no time to think about this. His hand seals moved at lightning speed, gathering the shattered flames together again into a small dragon, which was two-thirds smaller than the previous one.

"Pfft!"

Just then, Ning Siyu's little phoenix struck the small dragon again at an extremely fast speed.

Song Qiyang was about to go crazy!

"No, I have to hold on! If I get eliminated in the first round, my master will lose face today!" Song Qiyang roared frantically in his heart.

His divine flame was severely wounded, its power now less than half of what it was.

Repeatedly struck, Song Qiyang's divine flame was on the verge of extinction.

He desperately drove the wounded small dragon, trying to escape the little phoenix's pursuit.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

Several divine flames shot toward the little phoenix. Song Qiyang's junior brothers finally reacted, coming to intercept and protect their senior brother.

A faint, barely noticeable smile flickered at the corner of Ning Siyu's mouth, and her hand seals became even faster!

The massacre began again!