bookbashuk Chapter 222 You want a different kind of fire and the Burning Technique? I'll give it to you.
Chapter 222 You want a different kind of fire and the Burning Technique? I'll give it to you.
Chapter 222 You want a different kind of fire and the Burning Technique? I'll give it to you.
No matter what Xiao Yan said, Han Feng wouldn't listen to a word and didn't care at all.
His heart was already filled with murderous intent and jealousy towards Xiao Yan, leaving only an obsessive desire for the Burning Blade.
He ruined his life for this cultivation technique, how could he possibly admit his mistake?
"You little bastard, what nonsense are you spouting!"
Han Feng's eyes were filled with twisted jealousy and madness. He vomited blood as he roared at Xiao Yan, "If you hadn't cultivated the Burning Flame Technique, how could you have such strength at such a young age? I refuse to accept this!"
Seeing Han Feng's crazed state, complaining about everything until his death, and being worse than an animal, Xiao Yan's last bit of patience completely ran out, and he lost even the slightest interest in arguing.
The reason I spoke to him a few more times was simply to use him to piece together more of my master's past.
It seems now that nothing worthwhile can be extracted from the mouth of this madman whose mind is filled with nothing but jealousy and resentment.
Reason is meant to be heard, but what is Han Feng? He's not even as good as an animal; he doesn't deserve to listen.
It's a waste of words to say anything more about this; he's not qualified.
Xiao Yan had already hardened his killing intent, his fingertips gleaming with cold light, but seeing Han Feng's frenzied state as he pursued the Burning Blade, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.
Killing him would only benefit this beast. It would be better to let him taste for himself whether the "treasure" he has been obsessed with all his life is honey or frost.
The thought had barely formed in his mind when he reached out to Han Feng, who was sprawled on the ground.
Han Feng was still roaring madly when he saw the hand that had easily crippled him reach out. He was struck dumb, his whole body trembling as he closed his eyes, waiting for the fatal blow.
The expected pain didn't come; instead, a complex yet clear stream of information suddenly crashed into his mind: the meridian pathways, the profound meaning of the mantra, and the method of circulation—every word was imprinted with the true meaning of the "Burning Technique," and it was the complete version that he had sought for his entire life but could not obtain!
"This—this is execution by burning?!"
Han Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyeballs bloodshot with ecstasy. He even forgot to cough up blood, his fingers digging into the ground, oblivious to the blood seeping from under his fingernails. His voice trembled uncontrollably: "It's the complete version of the Burning Technique!"
Xiao Yan ignored his loss of composure, and with a flick of his other hand, a pale blue flame and a dark white flame appeared out of thin air.
"Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame! Bone Spirit Cold Flame!!"
Han Feng and Elder Mu Gu exclaimed in surprise!
Those are the nineteenth strange fire on the Strange Fire Ranking, the Azure Lotus Earth Core Fire, and the eleventh strange fire on the Strange Fire Ranking, the Bone Spirit Cold Fire!
There are only twenty-three kinds of strange fire on the entire continent, and three of them have appeared here!
Upon seeing the two strange flames, Han Feng's eyes immediately blazed with a greedy and intense gaze.
Xiao Yan lightly brushed his fingertips across the flames, erasing the soul imprint he had left in them. The two flames instantly became ownerless, yet they still emitted heat waves capable of incinerating metal and stone.
"Don't you believe that it was the Burning Blade Technique that gave me my strength today?" Xiao Yan's voice was as cold as ice, his gaze falling on Han Feng's distorted face, full of disdain.
"Then I'll give you a chance. The complete Burning Technique, an unclaimed strange fire—everything you want is here. Give it a try."
Before he finished speaking, the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame and the Bone Spirit Cold Flame had already floated in front of Han Feng.
Although he was almost seriously injured and on the verge of death, the thing he had pursued all his life was right in front of him, so Han Feng didn't care about his injuries anymore.
He stared at the two flames, swallowing hard, his gaze fixed on the fire, his breathing becoming rapid and hot.
Han Feng seemed to already see himself stepping into the realm of a ninth-grade alchemist, seeing countless powerful figures bowing down to him, and even imagining the glory of breaking through to the Dou Zong or even Dou Sheng realm after devouring the strange fire, crushing everything.
"All the strange flames of the Burning Technique are mine!"
He roared as he activated the newly acquired Burning Technique, forcibly channeling his battle qi through his damaged meridians, greedily pulling the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame and Bone Spirit Cold Flame into his body like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey.
Having cultivated the incomplete Burning Technique for decades, he already knew that the Burning Technique could absorb various kinds of strange fire.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so eager for this divine-level cultivation technique!
The two flames had already been refined by Xiao Yan and Yao Lao, so they had no consciousness of their own and offered no resistance. They were directly refined by Han Feng.
Mastering two different types of flames is surprisingly simple!
"So this is what it feels like to master three different flames?! Hahaha!!! Junior brother, thank you so much!!"
Feeling this wonderful sensation, Han Feng was almost ecstatic!
Even the day he killed Yao Chen hadn't excited him this much!
Next, we will fuse with the different flames to enhance the Burning Technique!
He couldn't imagine how much his Burning Technique would improve after absorbing three different flames, or how much his own strength would increase!
High-level Earth Rank?! Straight to the peak of Dou Zong?
Even the cultivation technique that Yao Chen practiced was only a low-level Earth Rank technique!
With three different flames at that time, even if Xiao Yan wanted to kill him, it would be impossible!
Moreover, this evolution is not the end. As long as one can continue to absorb the strange fire, one will become the strongest person on the entire continent, and may even break through to the Dou Di level!
Filled with excitement, Han Feng immediately fused the two different flames together, incorporating them into his dantian vortex!
But the next second, the moment the strange fire merged into his body, Han Feng's expression suddenly changed!
In an instant, the three strange flames, which had been suppressed like sheep, collided the moment they came into contact with each other!
boom!!!
It felt like a red-hot iron had been inserted into my dantian, and the excruciating burning pain instantly shot through my entire body along my meridians.
The ecstasy on Han Feng's face was extinguished as if doused with ice water. The smile on his lips froze on his face, replaced by the terror in which his pupils suddenly contracted, and he instantly spat out a mouthful of blood!
He screamed in disbelief:
"How is this possible? I can feel it, this is the complete Burning Mantra, how could the complete Burning Mantra be like this!"
Han Feng was already seriously injured. He had only managed to muster his strength for a brief moment of lucidity after seeing the Burning Technique and the Strange Fire. How could he withstand the three Strange Fires exploding inside his body?
At this moment, however, he had no control over the strange fire at all!
Three flames raged wildly through the meridians, instantly scorching flesh and blood into ashes wherever they passed.
Han Feng was in so much pain that his whole body convulsed, and his skin turned from red to charred black at a speed visible to the naked eye, with sparks of blood seeping from the cracks.
He frantically tore at his clothes trying to put out the fire, but his fingertips only touched charred flesh. His voice was filled with utter terror and despair: "Why—why did this happen?!"
He finally panicked, struggling to reach out to Xiao Yan, his voice trembling uncontrollably, his previous roar turning into a sob: "Junior brother! Xiao Yan! Save me! I'm your senior brother! Please!"
Xiao Yan rubbed his nose, spread his hands, and chuckled, "Senior brother, isn't this what you wanted? I've already given you the Burning Flame Technique and the Strange Fire, why are you giving them back?"
Upon hearing this, Han Feng's eyes widened, and he suddenly looked up at the sky, crying out in anguish, "Teacher! I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! Come out and save me! Father, I'm your adopted son! Save me—!"
The sound was like that of a dying wild beast.
But no one responded to him.
Amidst this desperate situation, Xiao Yan laughed heartily.
"Haha, Han Feng, you're even calling me 'Dad' just to save your life?"
In just a few seconds, the fighting spirit within Han Feng's body had been completely burned away.
As the strange fire burned ever more fiercely, and he found himself with no means of resistance, he succumbed to utter despair: "I'm not reconciled! You beasts!"
With a bang, a ball of blue, cyan, and white flames suddenly burst into flames from Han Feng's body.
The next second, Han Feng, along with the Burning Technique he had been obsessed with all his life, and his greed and jealousy, completely turned into a wisp of smoke.
Finally, the world fell silent, leaving only three clusters of strange fire floating quietly in the scene.
Han Feng, who pursued the Burning Technique his whole life, even killing his master and father for it, ultimately died at the hands of the "treasure" he had always dreamed of.
In the void, witnessing this scene, a long sigh echoed.