Chapter 166: Bright Flame
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Chapter 166: Bright Flame
The Blood Pool shattered.
The three Transcendent Realm Native Elders were driven to madness. This was the culmination of decades of meticulous planning, yet Ji Hanxing had destroyed it with a single strike. What was shattered wasn’t just a Blood Pool—it was the dream of two generations of Natives.
"Die!" One of the Transcendent Realm elders summoned the power of thunder and lightning, transforming it into a storm of electricity that blasted toward Ji Hanxing.
Another elder morphed into an 26 meter-tall Mystic Wood, his legs becoming the trunk and his arms extending into branches. Hundreds of leaves and vines lashed out like blades, slashing toward Ji Hanxing.
The three Transcendent Realm elders attacked simultaneously, unleashing their most powerful techniques. Even if Ji Hanxing were at her peak, she might not have been able to withstand them—let alone in her current severely injured state.
The armor on Ji Hanxing’s body was torn apart by the branches, and a bolt of lightning struck her back. She teetered on the brink of life and death, her survival hanging by a thread.
The battlefield had descended into utter chaos. Blood Fiend Generals clashed with Native warriors, while Transcendent Realm powerholders engaged in fierce combat.
Ning Xiaochuan merged with the Small Red Dragon, his body now clad in crimson battle armor. With dragon wings flapping on his back and the dragon claw battle sword in hand, he charged toward the Blood Pool suspended in the air.
"Cloud and Sunset Returning Qi!"
Ning Xiaochuan conjured a spherical barrier nine meters in diameter, adorned with swirling golden clouds that radiated brilliant light. The sphere plowed forward, smashing into three Native warriors and sending them flying before arriving beneath the Yin-Yang Furnace.
The Yin-Yang Furnace stood on three legs, with two handles. Its upper half blazed with scorching heat and blinding light, while its lower half exuded a bone-chilling cold. The opposing forces of yin and yang converged within, forming an eternal, unquenchable "Bright Flame."
Ning Xiaochuan gripped the legs of the Yin-Yang Furnace, attempting to lift the massive artifact weighing 43,000 kg. But the moment his fingers touched the furnace— BOOM!
A piercing, icy force erupted, freezing his arms solid and rapidly spreading across his entire body, threatening to encase him in ice.
"Good thing I prepared for this. Merging with the Small Red Dragon grants me the protection of the Dragon-Scale Armor."
The Small Red Dragon exhaled a burst of flame, melting the ice encasing Ning Xiaochuan’s arms.
ROAR!
Two Blood Fiend Generals lunged at him with frenzied fury. Standing five meters tall, they swung their battle swords down simultaneously, aiming to cleave Ning Xiaochuan’s skull.
The sheer force of their attack shattered his "Cloud and Sunset Returning Qi" barrier. If not for the Yin-Yang Furnace’s body blocking their swords, Ning Xiaochuan would have been slain on the spot.
Each Blood Fiend General possessed the power to kill a Ninth Level Divine Body Realm warrior in a single strike. With two of them attacking at once, Ning Xiaochuan had no choice but to flee.
But there was nowhere to run. The Blood Fiend Generals had sealed off both his front and rear, leaving no gap for escape.
Into the Yin-Yang Furnace!
As the two Blood Fiend Generals raised their swords again, Ning Xiaochuan activated Rainbow Teleportation and flew straight into the Yin-Yang Furnace.
BOOM!
The moment he entered, alternating waves of extreme heat and cold surged through the furnace, crashing against his Dragon-Scale Armor. One half of his body was encased in ice, while the other half was engulfed in flames.
This was no place for humans to stay. Even a mere moment here subjected the body to torment akin to purgatory.
If not for the Dragon-Scale Armor, Ning Xiaochuan suspected his body would have already turned to dust.
Boom! Boom!
The two Blood Fiend Generals relentlessly attacked the Yin-Yang Furnace, yet it remained unbreakable. The swords in their hands merely sparked against its surface.
The Dragon-Scale Armor covering Ning Xiaochuan began to change, its scales forming intricate patterns resembling the Small Red Dragon, coalescing into an auspicious cloud that enveloped his body.
Once the cloud appeared, Ning Xiaochuan immediately felt as though he had been completely isolated from the outside world. The extreme cold and scorching heat of the Yin-Yang Furnace vanished, and the temperature returned to normal.
"I understand now. The Small Red Dragon possesses the ability to withstand extreme heat and cold. Even if it traversed the flames of hell, its body wouldn’t be burned. Now, this ability has been transferred to the Dragon-Scale Armor, allowing me to endure the refining power of the Yin-Yang Furnace."
Ning Xiaochuan surveyed his surroundings, searching for a way to control the Yin-Yang Furnace.
However, inside the furnace, there was only a single floating flame—nothing else.
Whoosh!
The Mystic Beast Manual in Ning Xiaochuan’s embrace emitted a radiant white glow, flying out on its own and hovering midair. A beam of white light shot from it, landing on the ground and materializing into the Female Corpse.
She had actually emerged from the Mystic Beast Manual on her own.
Her clothes had long since rotted away, leaving her completely bare within the Yin-Yang Furnace. Her skin was crystalline, her hair like silk, her curves flawless—a vision of perfection. Yet, gazing upon her form, not a single impure thought arose. It was like admiring a statue carved from white jade.
Whoosh!
The Yin and Yang energies within the furnace automatically converged toward her body, flowing like two rivers into her brow.
Her aura grew increasingly immense, all of it pressing down on the Short Sword embedded in her chest.
Suddenly, the surroundings transformed. Ning Xiaochuan found himself suspended high in the sky.
To his left stood a Divine Tower as towering as a mountain; to his right, a massive battle blade was plunged into the void.
The Divine Tower exuded an aura of majesty and solidity, evoking an unshakable sense of primordial stability.
The battle blade radiated a sinister sharpness, as though a single slash could cleave the world apart.
The "Divine Tower" represented the Female Corpse’s Martial Arts Heart Palace.
The "battle blade" represented the Short Sword embedded in her heart.
They had been locked in conflict for over two hundred years, locked in a stalemate that left the Female Corpse in a state between life and death.
Now, within the Yin-Yang Furnace, the Divine Tower’s power grew increasingly dominant, gradually overwhelming the battle blade’s influence.
"Why am I here?" Ning Xiaochuan wondered, feeling as though he had entered an Alternate Dimension.
The over-100-meter-long battle blade emitted an eerie voice, "This is an Alternate Dimension. It was my power that summoned you here. The flow of time here mirrors the outside world, yet the two are separated. Explaining it now would be meaningless—you won’t understand until your cultivation reaches a certain level."
Ning Xiaochuan asked, "Why have you brought me here?"
"Let's make a deal. If you topple that Divine Tower now, I can lend you my true form for half an hour—enough time to grant you the power to slay all enemies within the Emperor's Tomb," the Short Sword said with a seductive voice.
"Do not believe it. Once it breaks free, it will kill every living being in the Emperor's Tomb, including you," a woman's voice echoed from the Divine Tower.
The Short Sword retorted, "Don't listen to her. I would never harm you. You must know I was the Heavenly Emperor's blade in his youth, embodying his will. I would never commit such atrocities."
The Divine Tower argued fiercely, "You've been abandoned by the Heavenly Emperor for thousands of years, your heart long corrupted with malice, turning you into a demonic blade. Dare you claim you entered the Emperor's Tomb not to seek revenge against him?"
Ning Xiaochuan roared, "Enough! I won't get involved in your feud. I just want to know how to control the Yin-Yang Furnace!"
The Short Sword sighed. "Why obsess over a broken furnace? If you help me topple that Divine Tower, my power will far surpass the Yin-Yang Furnace."
The woman's voice from the Divine Tower spoke again, "The key to the Yin-Yang Furnace is the 'Bright Flame.' Master it, and you master the furnace."
"What is the Bright Flame?"
"The character 'Bright' is composed of 'moon' and 'sun,' representing the forces of Yin and Yang. The Bright Flame is born from the violent clash of these two energies, also known as the 'Yin-Yang Flame' or 'Heaven and Earth Flame.' Its power is immense—capable of melting Black Iron instantly, turning mountains into magma. No mortal flesh can withstand its touch."
Ning Xiaochuan pressed, "How do I subdue the Bright Flame?"
The Divine Tower answered, "A warrior's greatest strength lies in the heart, and the heart's greatest strength is the Heart Flame. Use your Heart Flame to sense the Bright Flame, to tame it. If your heart is strong enough, not just the Bright Flame, but even divine flames can be subdued."
Ning Xiaochuan felt a spark of understanding.
At that moment, the Alternate Dimension shattered, and Ning Xiaochuan reappeared inside the Yin-Yang Furnace, his gaze fixed on the Bright Flame at its core.
"Use the Heart Flame to subdue the Bright Flame."
Ning Xiaochuan sat cross-legged, immersing his consciousness entirely into his Seven Orifices Demon Heart. He circulated the Heaven and Earth Profound Qi, seeking to comprehend the elusive Heart Flame.
The Heart Flame was no visible fire—it could only be sensed through one's own spirit.
Streams of Heaven and Earth Profound Qi flowed into Ning Xiaochuan's body like creeks merging into the sea. Unbeknownst to him, he had reached the Fifth Level of the Heaven and Earth Profound Qi. His absorption rate doubled once more, reaching sixteenfold.
Strangely, when he deliberately tried to cultivate the Heaven and Earth Profound Qi, he hit a wall. Yet, in his attempt to connect with his Heart Flame, the technique underwent a metamorphosis, directly ascending to the Fifth Level—a remarkable achievement for any practitioner.
Simultaneously, his cultivation broke through again, truly reaching the peak of the Seventh Level of the Divine Body Realm. Within him, the Eighth Divine Source was born.
It is important to understand that the Divine Body cultivated by martial artists has limited potential. Most martial artists can only develop three or four innate Divine Abilities, while those with exceptionally high talent may achieve five. Those capable of developing seven innate Divine Abilities are exceedingly rare, appearing perhaps once every few decades in the Yulan Empire.
Ning Xiaochuan not only possesses seven innate Divine Abilities but has also formed his Eighth Divine Source, indicating the potential for an eighth innate Divine Ability.
In the Yulan Empire, a martial artist capable of developing an eighth innate Divine Ability emerges only once every few centuries. Every individual who achieves this feat becomes a legendary figure, a dominant force that shakes an entire era. Their appearance is bound to send shockwaves across the world.
As for the mythical "Ninefold Divine Ability Perfection," such a figure has never been born in the Yulan Empire.
Unaware of the significance of his Eighth Divine Source, Ning Xiaochuan is currently focused solely on subduing the Bright Flame, gaining control of the Yin-Yang Furnace, and using its power to wage a cataclysmic battle against the Natives and their Martial Venerables.
The Blood Pool shattered.
The three Transcendent Realm Native Elders were driven to madness. This was the culmination of decades of meticulous planning, yet Ji Hanxing had destroyed it with a single strike. What was shattered wasn’t just a Blood Pool—it was the dream of two generations of Natives.
"Die!" One of the Transcendent Realm elders summoned the power of thunder and lightning, transforming it into a storm of electricity that blasted toward Ji Hanxing.
Another elder morphed into an 26 meter-tall Mystic Wood, his legs becoming the trunk and his arms extending into branches. Hundreds of leaves and vines lashed out like blades, slashing toward Ji Hanxing.
The three Transcendent Realm elders attacked simultaneously, unleashing their most powerful techniques. Even if Ji Hanxing were at her peak, she might not have been able to withstand them—let alone in her current severely injured state.
The armor on Ji Hanxing’s body was torn apart by the branches, and a bolt of lightning struck her back. She teetered on the brink of life and death, her survival hanging by a thread.
The battlefield had descended into utter chaos. Blood Fiend Generals clashed with Native warriors, while Transcendent Realm powerholders engaged in fierce combat.
Ning Xiaochuan merged with the Small Red Dragon, his body now clad in crimson battle armor. With dragon wings flapping on his back and the dragon claw battle sword in hand, he charged toward the Blood Pool suspended in the air.
"Cloud and Sunset Returning Qi!"
Ning Xiaochuan conjured a spherical barrier nine meters in diameter, adorned with swirling golden clouds that radiated brilliant light. The sphere plowed forward, smashing into three Native warriors and sending them flying before arriving beneath the Yin-Yang Furnace.
The Yin-Yang Furnace stood on three legs, with two handles. Its upper half blazed with scorching heat and blinding light, while its lower half exuded a bone-chilling cold. The opposing forces of yin and yang converged within, forming an eternal, unquenchable "Bright Flame."
Ning Xiaochuan gripped the legs of the Yin-Yang Furnace, attempting to lift the massive artifact weighing 43,000 kg. But the moment his fingers touched the furnace— BOOM!
A piercing, icy force erupted, freezing his arms solid and rapidly spreading across his entire body, threatening to encase him in ice.
"Good thing I prepared for this. Merging with the Small Red Dragon grants me the protection of the Dragon-Scale Armor."
The Small Red Dragon exhaled a burst of flame, melting the ice encasing Ning Xiaochuan’s arms.
ROAR!
Two Blood Fiend Generals lunged at him with frenzied fury. Standing five meters tall, they swung their battle swords down simultaneously, aiming to cleave Ning Xiaochuan’s skull.
The sheer force of their attack shattered his "Cloud and Sunset Returning Qi" barrier. If not for the Yin-Yang Furnace’s body blocking their swords, Ning Xiaochuan would have been slain on the spot.
Each Blood Fiend General possessed the power to kill a Ninth Level Divine Body Realm warrior in a single strike. With two of them attacking at once, Ning Xiaochuan had no choice but to flee.
But there was nowhere to run. The Blood Fiend Generals had sealed off both his front and rear, leaving no gap for escape.
Into the Yin-Yang Furnace!
As the two Blood Fiend Generals raised their swords again, Ning Xiaochuan activated Rainbow Teleportation and flew straight into the Yin-Yang Furnace.
BOOM!
The moment he entered, alternating waves of extreme heat and cold surged through the furnace, crashing against his Dragon-Scale Armor. One half of his body was encased in ice, while the other half was engulfed in flames.
This was no place for humans to stay. Even a mere moment here subjected the body to torment akin to purgatory.
If not for the Dragon-Scale Armor, Ning Xiaochuan suspected his body would have already turned to dust.
Boom! Boom!
The two Blood Fiend Generals relentlessly attacked the Yin-Yang Furnace, yet it remained unbreakable. The swords in their hands merely sparked against its surface.
The Dragon-Scale Armor covering Ning Xiaochuan began to change, its scales forming intricate patterns resembling the Small Red Dragon, coalescing into an auspicious cloud that enveloped his body.
Once the cloud appeared, Ning Xiaochuan immediately felt as though he had been completely isolated from the outside world. The extreme cold and scorching heat of the Yin-Yang Furnace vanished, and the temperature returned to normal.
"I understand now. The Small Red Dragon possesses the ability to withstand extreme heat and cold. Even if it traversed the flames of hell, its body wouldn’t be burned. Now, this ability has been transferred to the Dragon-Scale Armor, allowing me to endure the refining power of the Yin-Yang Furnace."
Ning Xiaochuan surveyed his surroundings, searching for a way to control the Yin-Yang Furnace.
However, inside the furnace, there was only a single floating flame—nothing else.
Whoosh!
The Mystic Beast Manual in Ning Xiaochuan’s embrace emitted a radiant white glow, flying out on its own and hovering midair. A beam of white light shot from it, landing on the ground and materializing into the Female Corpse.
She had actually emerged from the Mystic Beast Manual on her own.
Her clothes had long since rotted away, leaving her completely bare within the Yin-Yang Furnace. Her skin was crystalline, her hair like silk, her curves flawless—a vision of perfection. Yet, gazing upon her form, not a single impure thought arose. It was like admiring a statue carved from white jade.
Whoosh!
The Yin and Yang energies within the furnace automatically converged toward her body, flowing like two rivers into her brow.
Her aura grew increasingly immense, all of it pressing down on the Short Sword embedded in her chest.
Suddenly, the surroundings transformed. Ning Xiaochuan found himself suspended high in the sky.
To his left stood a Divine Tower as towering as a mountain; to his right, a massive battle blade was plunged into the void.
The Divine Tower exuded an aura of majesty and solidity, evoking an unshakable sense of primordial stability.
The battle blade radiated a sinister sharpness, as though a single slash could cleave the world apart.
The "Divine Tower" represented the Female Corpse’s Martial Arts Heart Palace.
The "battle blade" represented the Short Sword embedded in her heart.
They had been locked in conflict for over two hundred years, locked in a stalemate that left the Female Corpse in a state between life and death.
Now, within the Yin-Yang Furnace, the Divine Tower’s power grew increasingly dominant, gradually overwhelming the battle blade’s influence.
"Why am I here?" Ning Xiaochuan wondered, feeling as though he had entered an Alternate Dimension.
The over-100-meter-long battle blade emitted an eerie voice, "This is an Alternate Dimension. It was my power that summoned you here. The flow of time here mirrors the outside world, yet the two are separated. Explaining it now would be meaningless—you won’t understand until your cultivation reaches a certain level."
Ning Xiaochuan asked, "Why have you brought me here?"
"Let's make a deal. If you topple that Divine Tower now, I can lend you my true form for half an hour—enough time to grant you the power to slay all enemies within the Emperor's Tomb," the Short Sword said with a seductive voice.
"Do not believe it. Once it breaks free, it will kill every living being in the Emperor's Tomb, including you," a woman's voice echoed from the Divine Tower.
The Short Sword retorted, "Don't listen to her. I would never harm you. You must know I was the Heavenly Emperor's blade in his youth, embodying his will. I would never commit such atrocities."
The Divine Tower argued fiercely, "You've been abandoned by the Heavenly Emperor for thousands of years, your heart long corrupted with malice, turning you into a demonic blade. Dare you claim you entered the Emperor's Tomb not to seek revenge against him?"
Ning Xiaochuan roared, "Enough! I won't get involved in your feud. I just want to know how to control the Yin-Yang Furnace!"
The Short Sword sighed. "Why obsess over a broken furnace? If you help me topple that Divine Tower, my power will far surpass the Yin-Yang Furnace."
The woman's voice from the Divine Tower spoke again, "The key to the Yin-Yang Furnace is the 'Bright Flame.' Master it, and you master the furnace."
"What is the Bright Flame?"
"The character 'Bright' is composed of 'moon' and 'sun,' representing the forces of Yin and Yang. The Bright Flame is born from the violent clash of these two energies, also known as the 'Yin-Yang Flame' or 'Heaven and Earth Flame.' Its power is immense—capable of melting Black Iron instantly, turning mountains into magma. No mortal flesh can withstand its touch."
Ning Xiaochuan pressed, "How do I subdue the Bright Flame?"
The Divine Tower answered, "A warrior's greatest strength lies in the heart, and the heart's greatest strength is the Heart Flame. Use your Heart Flame to sense the Bright Flame, to tame it. If your heart is strong enough, not just the Bright Flame, but even divine flames can be subdued."
Ning Xiaochuan felt a spark of understanding.
At that moment, the Alternate Dimension shattered, and Ning Xiaochuan reappeared inside the Yin-Yang Furnace, his gaze fixed on the Bright Flame at its core.
"Use the Heart Flame to subdue the Bright Flame."
Ning Xiaochuan sat cross-legged, immersing his consciousness entirely into his Seven Orifices Demon Heart. He circulated the Heaven and Earth Profound Qi, seeking to comprehend the elusive Heart Flame.
The Heart Flame was no visible fire—it could only be sensed through one's own spirit.
Streams of Heaven and Earth Profound Qi flowed into Ning Xiaochuan's body like creeks merging into the sea. Unbeknownst to him, he had reached the Fifth Level of the Heaven and Earth Profound Qi. His absorption rate doubled once more, reaching sixteenfold.
Strangely, when he deliberately tried to cultivate the Heaven and Earth Profound Qi, he hit a wall. Yet, in his attempt to connect with his Heart Flame, the technique underwent a metamorphosis, directly ascending to the Fifth Level—a remarkable achievement for any practitioner.
Simultaneously, his cultivation broke through again, truly reaching the peak of the Seventh Level of the Divine Body Realm. Within him, the Eighth Divine Source was born.
It is important to understand that the Divine Body cultivated by martial artists has limited potential. Most martial artists can only develop three or four innate Divine Abilities, while those with exceptionally high talent may achieve five. Those capable of developing seven innate Divine Abilities are exceedingly rare, appearing perhaps once every few decades in the Yulan Empire.
Ning Xiaochuan not only possesses seven innate Divine Abilities but has also formed his Eighth Divine Source, indicating the potential for an eighth innate Divine Ability.
In the Yulan Empire, a martial artist capable of developing an eighth innate Divine Ability emerges only once every few centuries. Every individual who achieves this feat becomes a legendary figure, a dominant force that shakes an entire era. Their appearance is bound to send shockwaves across the world.
As for the mythical "Ninefold Divine Ability Perfection," such a figure has never been born in the Yulan Empire.
Unaware of the significance of his Eighth Divine Source, Ning Xiaochuan is currently focused solely on subduing the Bright Flame, gaining control of the Yin-Yang Furnace, and using its power to wage a cataclysmic battle against the Natives and their Martial Venerables.
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