Fang Yang slowly opened his eyes, black flames flowing within his pupils. His aura at this moment became as deep as the sea and boundless as the universe.
Nine brilliant and dazzling soul rings rose one by one from beneath his feet, each emitting heart-trembling energy fluctuations.
Deep gold, blood-red gold, brilliant gold, black-white gold, bluish gold, white-black, green gold, sky-blue gold, deep blue gold.
Nine soul rings of different colors and flowing radiance complemented each other.
Layers of energy ripples spread like tangible substance, making Fang Yang appear like a descending deity—majestic and incomparable.
The moment the nine rings fully appeared, the entire space trembled.
The calm surface of the Lake of Life rose with waves without wind, rippling layer upon layer. The branches and leaves of the surrounding towering ancient trees rustled.
"Fang Yang..."
A cold and clear voice rang out.
Gu Yuena walked over slowly, her silver hair like a waterfall gently floating.
Behind her followed Na'er and Xu Xiaoyan. The gazes of all three were focused on Fang Yang, their eyes carrying different degrees of surprise.
A flash of shock passed through the depths of Gu Yuena's purple eyes.
As the Silver Dragon King, she could sense how terrifying the aura Fang Yang was emitting at this moment was.
It was a power that towered above all living beings, even making her, a god-level powerhouse, feel her heart tremble.
Na'er's expression was calm, but hidden turbulence lay in her heterochromatic eyes, as if she were contemplating something.
A flash of curiosity passed through Xu Xiaoyan's eyes.
She tilted her head, examining the soul rings around Fang Yang, and muttered: "The colors of these soul rings are so peculiar..."
Fang Yang slowly restrained his aura. The nine soul rings gradually faded, and the black flames in his eyes also slowly subsided, returning to their usual depth.
He looked at the three approaching people, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"Fang Yang, what is your current strength?" Gu Yuena asked, her voice carrying concern.
"Level 90, Titled Douluo."
Fang Yang spoke indifferently, his tone calm as still water.
At this moment, the Lake of Life fell into brief silence, with only the faint sound of the breeze brushing the lake surface.
Titled Douluo—the realm that countless soul masters dreamed of. And Fang Yang had reached this height at such a young age, truly shocking.
Gu Yuena nodded slightly, "Then what should we do next?"
"Tang Sect, the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well."
Fang Yang spoke this place, his gaze as deep as an abyss.
"Alright."
Gu Yuena, hearing this, nodded.
"Na'er, you stay here and keep Xiaoyan company." Fang Yang turned to Na'er, his tone gentle.
"Alright, Brother."
Na'er nodded obediently, a flash of hard-to-conceal disappointment passing through her heterochromatic eyes.
Xu Xiaoyan stood quietly by Na'er's side, saying nothing more.
Gu Yuena pondered for a moment, then asked: "Regarding the Tang Sect side, do you already have a plan?"
"Of course."
Fang Yang's gaze focused, his voice carrying a hint of coldness, "The Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well originally belonged to the spirit beast race. It was just seized by Sea God Tang San twenty thousand years ago."
"Now, it is time to return it to its rightful owner."
He paused, then continued: "If nothing unexpected happens, the residual souls of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings are slumbering in the depths of the Ice-Fire Yin-Yang Well."
"I understand."
Gu Yuena nodded, already having an idea in her heart.
Fang Yang spoke: "However, before we go, I still need some preparations."
"Alright, I'll go make arrangements below. We'll set off when you're ready." Gu Yuena nodded, her silver hair gently floating in the breeze.
Subsequently, she turned and left.
Xu Xiaoyan, seeing this, also quickly followed Gu Yuena's footsteps. Only then did Na'er lightly walk to Fang Yang's side, speaking in a low voice: "Brother, you're not taking me..."
Her voice carried a few degrees of grievance, her heterochromatic eyes rippling with watery light, making one unable to bear refusing.
Fang Yang reached out to gently rub her hair, speaking softly to comfort her: "Na'er, be good. This mission is inconvenient. Next time, I will definitely take you."
Na'er nodded lightly. Although she still felt somewhat disappointed in her heart, she also understood Fang Yang's meaning.
She gazed into Fang Yang's deep eyes and spoke softly: "Then Brother must be careful. I'll wait for you to return."
"Mm, alright."
Fang Yang smiled slightly, a flash of warmth passing through his eyes.
"Then Brother, I'll leave first too." Na'er said, reluctantly turning to leave.
The Lake of Life returned to peace once more.
Fang Yang sat cross-legged again, closed his eyes, and sank his consciousness into his body.
In the next moment, his consciousness instantly sank into the internal space of the Heavenly Flame Pearl.
The world before his eyes began to twist and change, and when Fang Yang opened his eyes again, the familiar Heavenly Flame Plaza stood before him.
Twenty-three towering pillars stood majestically, each woven with flames of different colors, emitting heart-trembling energy fluctuations.
Fang Yang walked slowly through the Heavenly Flame Plaza, his gaze sweeping across the remaining fourteen pillars.
He needed to devour the ninth Heavenly Flame, complete the extreme number of nine, and achieve true perfection.
"The ninth Heavenly Flame—which to choose?"
Fang Yang fell into contemplation. The extreme number of nine represented limit, peak, and perfection—this choice was of utmost importance.
Finally, his gaze settled on a pillar entangled with a forest-white flame.
That flame was entirely forest-white in color. When burning, it lacked the scorching heat of common flames, instead emitting a bone-piercing cold aura, as if coming from the depths of the nine netherworlds.
"Ranked eleventh on the Heavenly Flame List—the Bone Chilling Flame!"
Fang Yang spoke indifferently, his voice echoing through the spacious Heavenly Flame Plaza.
The Bone Chilling Flame was born in places of extreme cold and extreme yin. It could only be encountered when the sun and moon alternated once every hundred years.
Entirely forest-white in appearance, it possessed the special ability of ice and fire dual heavens—capable of freezing a thousand li, turning enemies into ice sculptures, and making them suffer extreme heat burns.
Subsequently, Fang Yang sat cross-legged before the towering pillar.
With a thought, the Heavenly Flame Pearl within his body began to tremble violently.
The ancient runes inscribed on the pearl's surface seemed to come alive, emitting mysterious light.
"Release!"
Accompanied by a low shout.
Crack... crack...
The ancient sealing runes binding the Bone Chilling Flame on the towering pillar cracked and shattered inch by inch, emitting crisp shattering sounds.
The moment the seal was broken, the forest-white Heavenly Flame suddenly went berserk!
Bone-piercing cold instantly swept through the entire Heavenly Flame space, and fine ice crystals condensed in the air.
The Bone Chilling Flame condensed into a forest-white fire dragon, letting out a heaven-shaking roar, and lunged fiercely toward Fang Yang.
"Refine now!"
Fang Yang's soul power erupted violently, and his entire aura became incomparably terrifying at this moment.
A massive flame phantom slowly emerged behind him—that was the Flame Dharma Body formed by condensing the origin of multiple Heavenly Flames.
The Flame Dharma Body extended its palm, carrying world-destroying momentum, and grabbed toward the berserk Bone Chilling Flame.
The Bone Chilling Flame struggled madly, forest-white flames flying everywhere. Wherever they reached, even space was frozen. But under the suppression of the Flame Dharma Body, its resistance gradually became powerless.
Time passed minute by second, and Fang Yang's aura grew ever more profound.
When the last trace of forest-white flame was completely absorbed into his body, the entire Heavenly Flame space suddenly quieted down.
He slowly opened his eyes, a black flowing light flashing through his pupils before returning to calm.
"Bone Chilling Flame—successfully devoured!"
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