Chapter 19: Strange Fire

The first time he suffered an attack from the soul, Lin Feng's body shuddered violently, but relying on his powerful soul strength, he quickly recovered.

He hurriedly used his soul sense to quickly erect several layers of defense; after a struggle, he successfully resisted the remnant soul's attack.

Seeing that the soul's wail had no effect, the purple cloud eagle's soul fell silent for a moment.

A violent emotion suddenly burst from the scroll and then surged deep into Lin Feng's mind.

Taking another deep breath, Lin Feng firmly guarded his mind, daring not to let that violent emotion intrude even a bit.

After this soul contest lasted several more minutes, the purple cloud eagle's remnant soul only then began to slowly dissipate.

When that beast-like violent emotion receded from his mind like a tide, Lin Feng instantly felt his whole body go weak and numb.

His face turned pale, looking extremely exhausted; this soul-to-soul clash consumed far more energy than a physical confrontation.

After a brief rest, Lin Feng placed his palms on the eagle wings again, and the battle qi within his body began to circulate slowly along the path indicated on the scroll.

After a moment, the battle qi flowed to his arms and gradually seeped into his palms.

When battle qi appeared in his palms, the eagle wings on the black scroll suddenly blazed with light, purple and black, growing ever denser.

Finally, they turned into two thin purple-black streaks of light, which shot like lightning into Lin Feng's palms.

After the two thin purple-black streaks entered Lin Feng's body, they swiftly flowed along his meridians.

When they reached the meridians at his back, they suddenly halted.

Then, they actually split off, forcibly drawing two extremely fine side branches from the main meridian.

These two side branches extended from the main trunk and only gradually came to a stop when they reached his back.

Holy shit!

Suddenly a wave of intense pain came from Lin Feng's back; sweat poured down his forehead and his fists clenched tightly.

After an unknown period, the intense pain gradually faded, and a pair of black eagle-wing tattoos the size of palms had appeared on Lin Feng's back at some point.

Once he had recovered from the pain, Lin Feng eagerly channeled his battle qi along those two tiny side branches into the small tattoos on his back.

Upon receiving the battle qi, the tattoos on his back instantly released a faint purple glow, which then solidified into something like real wings.

With a sound of fabric tearing from behind, the black eagle wings expanded from palm-sized to about a foot in size.

Seeing this, Lin Feng was overjoyed; having cultivated the Purple Cloud Wing, his chances of escaping danger would greatly increase.

However, feeling the torn clothing on his back, a bitter smile crossed his lips; he would need to keep several extra sets of clothes in his space ring from now on.

He immediately took off his hindering upper garment, rose, and began to familiarize himself with controlling the Purple Cloud Wing in the cave...

After a moment, he reached the cave entrance, unfolded his wings again, and in an instant shot up into the sky.

Watching the ground shrink below while the vista widened, Lin Feng gave his wings a shake and sped off in a random direction.

Feeling the wind rush past his ears with a howling roar, and the ground racing beneath him, Lin Feng found every moment utterly novel.

Speaking of which, this was Lin Feng's first time flying so freely through the sky, and his feelings at the moment were hard to put into words.

Flight is a temptation strong enough to move the hearts of most people; to pursue it, many strong ones strive relentlessly toward the Dou Wang realm...

Several minutes later, the pale-faced Lin Feng landed beside a waterfall, and through the water's surface he saw the Purple Cloud Wing once again adhere to his back, forming a mass of black eagle-wing tattoo.

With a somewhat bitter expression, he said: "This thing is good, but it consumes too much battle qi; it seems it can only be used at critical moments, and for ordinary travel I'd better just rely on my legs."

He immediately sat cross-legged, circulated his cultivation method, and began to restore his battle qi...

After a brief moment, Lin Feng felt his battle qi replenished within, opened his eyes, and stretched his body.

Afterwards, he took out all the medicinal ingredients, laid them on the ground, counted them, sorted them into categories, and then carefully stored them in a jade box.

Having done all that, Lin Feng immediately took out that fragment of a map from his space ring.

He unfastened the scroll with his hand, then slowly unfolded it; before his eyes appeared a piece of leather made of unknown material.

On the slightly yellowed leather were drawn some seemingly irregular lines, with a finger pointing at one of them.

However, as he followed it moving slowly, it eventually led off the leather, and he found nothing else.

After carefully scanning it for a while, his gaze fell on a blurry lotus-like shape in the corner of the leather.

This lotus-shaped object, perhaps due to age, appeared faintly yellowed and somewhat blurry, yet its general outline could still be discerned.

The lotus was black in color, and on its surface seemed to be coated with a thin layer of black flame; upon close inspection, the whole lotus faintly gave an eerie feeling.

"Is this the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire...?" Lin Feng murmured, gently stroking the lotus pattern with his palm.

A flicker of fervor flashed in his eyes, but thinking that he was merely a lowly Dou Zhe, he let out a soft sigh and then put the fragment back into his space ring.

He said with some disappointment: "Alas, this Strange Fire is not something I can obtain now; I should gather as many fragments as possible, so that even if I cannot subdue the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire, I can still exchange them for many good things."

One must know that Strange Fire is generally a wondrous flame conceived in a special environment between heaven and earth.

Perhaps it condenses in deep subterranean magma, or perhaps it is born in the mysterious depths of the void...

Without exception, they have endured an extremely long time, absorbing countless years of energy before they came into being.

Moreover, for reasons unknown, each of them possesses some special ability.

Some can control volcanic eruptions, while others can enhance their master's cultivation speed...

Therefore, the strength of these Strange Fires is altogether formidable; even the weakest, the twenty-third ranked, possesses Dou Wang-level combat power as soon as it matures.

As for their growth limit, it is unknown!

Meanwhile, the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire is the third-ranked Strange Fire on the list, possessing the strength of a Dou Sheng!

Rising to gaze toward the depths of the Magic Beast Mountain Range, Lin Feng narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and murmured: "Once I have mastered the Mad Lion Roar and the Purple Cloud Wing, with these two trump cards I can venture a little deeper into the Magic Beast Mountain Range; I believe that as long as I avoid the central core region, even if I encounter a sudden situation, escape should be no problem."

Thinking of that, Lin Feng then took out his spear and began to practice the Mad Lion Roar.