Chapter 69: The Reluctance of the Cancer Saint Cloth

Multiple Sacred Fire Light-Speed Fists!

Inspired by the battles of the Corona Warriors, Feng Zhe devised this ultimate technique, harnessing the power of the Sacred Fire. In an instant, Feng Zhe transformed into countless figures clad in the Altar Cloth, each delivering light-speed punches infused with the flames of Sacred Fire. The blows rained down upon Berenice of the Coma Berenices Cloth, each fist carrying the sacred flames.

Berenice raised her arms in defense, but the sacred cloth on her arms became scorching hot, and then began to crack. Though Leo Aiolia was injured, he smiled at the sight and remarked, “The High Priest’s light-speed punches are no weaker than mine!”

Mu of Aries followed, “He possesses the strength of gold!”

Perhaps stung by the loss of face, Berenice snorted coldly and, with a flash, appeared before Feng Zhe.

Dance, golden hair!

Death Golden Hair!

Suddenly, Feng Zhe was completely ensnared by the golden hair, which pierced the Altar Cloth like steel needles. From within the hair erupted a heat that rivaled the sun, roasting Feng Zhe so thoroughly that even with the Sacred Fire’s protection, he struggled to withstand the searing close-range blaze.

“Ah!” The intense burning pain forced Feng Zhe to cry out as white smoke rose from him and he collapsed to the ground.

“Hmph, just as I expected!” Such a strange and deadly technique left even Leo Aiolia wide-eyed in disbelief. Miss Saori turned pale, the sight of that yellow hair haunting her like a nightmare.

Abel smiled broadly, “It seems I have won this round.”

But as his words faded, Abel uttered a surprised sound; Feng Zhe staggered to his feet. Even Berenice of Coma Berenices gasped, “To survive my Death Golden Hair, you are truly without equal.”

Legend had it that Berenice had lived nine million years, her true power terrifying beyond measure.

“But your luck ends here. Your cloth is riddled with holes—let’s see how you withstand my next attack!”

Once more, countless strands of golden hair coiled toward him, and Feng Zhe, still reeling, looked utterly exhausted. Even the other Saints closed their eyes, prepared for Feng Zhe’s defeat.

At that critical moment, a golden light radiated from the Cancer Temple, blocking the golden hair’s advance.

“What?!” Berenice of Coma Berenices saw that her attack was halted by none other than the Golden Cloth of Cancer. The others were equally astonished. Feng Zhe gazed at the Cancer Cloth before him and murmured, “You too refuse to yield?”

With a shout, Feng Zhe removed the damaged Altar Cloth and, before all present, donned the Cancer Golden Cloth. In that instant, a cosmos far greater than the Altar Cloth’s erupted from Feng Zhe, shining with a brilliance rivaling the sun. The Cancer constellation was illuminated, and the resentment within the cloth drove Feng Zhe to unleash the Cancer Golden Cloth’s greatest power.

Berenice sneered, “Even clad in golden armor, you cannot escape death!”

Death Golden Hair!

The long golden hair surged forth again, but a pale blue flame appeared on Feng Zhe’s fingertips—not the Sacred Fire, but the Corpse Aura.

Corpse Aura Ghostly Blue Flame!

This technique was not that of Cancer Deathmask, but the ultimate attack of the previous Cancer Gold Saint, Manigold. Its greatest power: it burns the soul itself. Not even immortals can survive its flames.

Nearby, Adoras of the Dragon Spine Cloth shouted, “Retreat, it’s dangerous!”

But his warning came too late. As the golden hair touched the ghostly blue flame, it was immediately set alight by the pale blue fire.

“Ah!” Berenice of Coma Berenices screamed as she was reduced to ashes, not even a fragment remaining.

As the leader of the Corona Warriors, Adoras clenched his fists in fury and launched a punch, only for it to be caught by Shaka of Virgo. Though Shaka kept his eyes closed, his strength was undiminished. “Your opponent is me,” he declared.

At that moment, Miss Saori smiled, “Brother, it seems victory is mine!”

Having lost twice in succession, Abel’s mood soured, but upon seeing Adoras of the Dragon Spine Cloth, his displeasure shifted back to a smile.

“You seem confident in Dragon Spine, brother?”

Miss Saori was clearly in high spirits, especially with the next match featuring Shaka of Virgo, the one closest to divinity.

“Adoras, unlike the other Corona Warriors, has been granted divine fire by me. He possesses flames capable of burning even gods!”

Abel’s words caused Miss Saori’s expression to change, anxiety for Shaka flickering in her eyes.

As expected, the sixth battle soon commenced.

Clad in Virgo’s golden armor, Shaka unleashed his cosmos. Immediately, countless talismans appeared around Adoras of the Dragon Spine Cloth.

Heavenly Dance Treasure Wheel!

This ultimate formation, both offensive and defensive, renders its target unable to attack or escape, stripping away all five senses until nothing remains but an empty shell.

Adoras smirked, disdainful of Shaka’s technique. “Such skills are fit only for mortals. For the Corona Warriors of Lord Abel, they are meaningless!”

He leaped into the air, his body igniting like the sun. The scorching flames instantly burned away the talismans around him.

With a loud shout—

Burning Corona!

A force as mighty as a star surged forth, crashing like a stellar collision, unleashing a fiery shockwave that pressed upon his foe and triggered a supernova explosion within their body. This was Adoras’s strongest ultimate move, its flames divinely sourced from the corona, far from ordinary fire.

But he had underestimated Shaka, the one closest to godhood.

Suddenly, Shaka opened his eyes wide, unleashing a cosmos accumulated over countless years. Its vast radiance outshone even the gods.

Heavenly Demonic Subjugation!

One hand pointed to the heavens, the other to the earth, proclaiming supremacy above and below! The immense power ignited his entire cosmos, releasing it all at once. Even divine fire could not withstand this force.

Indeed, the two world-shattering powers collided. The overwhelming energy forced Feng Zhe to shut his eyes, and even the Five Young Saints observing were pushed back several steps by the force. If such power affected mere spectators, then Adoras at the center was beyond hope.

Ikki, who had once fought Shaka, was stunned, beads of sweat trickling down his brow. “So this is Shaka’s true strength... Facing such an opponent is suicide!”

After the dazzling light subsided, Adoras of the Dragon Spine Cloth murmured, “Truly worthy of being the one closest to god…”

With that, Adoras collapsed, dead beyond all doubt.