Chapter 93: Harvest! (1)

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With a thunderous boom, the tiny bit of Void Devouring Flame Xiao Yan flung seemed to enrage Bone Spirit Cold Fire—a brilliant, frost-white light exploded in an instant, illuminating the entire underground cavern; in the next breath, unimaginably terrifying frost-white flames erupted, filling every tunnel.

Xiao Yan stared at the frost-white flame, so beautiful, and suddenly recalled a piece of knowledge from his past life on Earth.

A hydrogen bomb is triggered by a tiny nuclear fission-generated heat, initiating a chain reaction of nuclear fusion.

I wonder if using a tiny bit of Void Devouring Flame to trigger Bone Spirit Cold Fire's explosion counts as the same thing.

This is the complete, true Bone Spirit Cold Fire—the Heavenly Flame Ranking Eleventh!

Even its former ring master needed to reach Doubao Peak, prepare countless elixirs and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, and barely survived nine deaths to obtain it.

The full-power explosion of Bone Spirit Cold Fire would likely overwhelm even a Dou Huang.

At this moment, across the entire Mo Shou Shan Mai, in that instant, every Beast Emperor sensed it—when Bone Spirit Cold Fire detonated, one after another Beast Emperor lifted their heads, gazing far toward Shou Zhong.

"That's the aura of a Heavenly Flame?!" Many Sixth-Rank beasts sensed the Heavenly Flame's presence, realized what it meant, and gasped: "Different from Wan Shou Ling Huo! That's the direction of Shou Zhong—someone entered Shou Zhong?!"

The frost-white flames instantly filled every underground tunnel, submerging every passage in an instant.

Even finally bursting out of the ground fissure, drowning the entire Shou Zhong valley in white.

After the frost-white flames swept through, strangely, nothing was burned—instead, everything became a frozen wasteland!

This is Bone Spirit Cold Fire's unique ability: a peculiar flame combining extreme cold and extreme heat; after the terrifying flame surge passes, comes the freezing power that can ice over all things.

Not just life—legend says that at the moment of day-night transition, when Bone Spirit Cold Fire's power peaks, even time and space can be frozen.

Bone Spirit Cold Fire's freezing power cannot be resisted by ordinary defenses; its chill has penetrating properties, capable of freezing even the Spiritual Soul.

The frozen wasteland—now, from above, Shou Zhong had transformed utterly: once a dead land, now a vast ice plain, the earth entirely encased in ice.

At the battle site, everywhere were ice sculptures, each lifelike—no surprise, since just seconds ago they were all alive.

Among all these ice sculptures, only Xiao Yan remained calm, smiling faintly—as if everything had been within his calculations.

At the instant Bone Spirit Cold Fire detonated, Xiao Yan wrapped himself in his Eight Wings, the last of the Eight-Winged Flame Demon Tiger's power shielding him.

Sssss—faint Black Flame suddenly emerged from within the ice sculptures; gradually, Void Devouring Flame grew stronger, steadily devouring the ice.

More and more Void Devouring Flame appeared, soon submerging all the ice.

"So cold!" Xiao Yan, just rescued by Mao Wu, felt his whole body shivering.

Xiao Yan swallowed a pill and only then felt warmth return—he didn't immediately begin refining Wan Shou Ling Huo, but walked to an ice sculpture.

The ice sculpture froze an old man, his expression panicked; look closer and you'd see this was a Soul Body, posture suggesting he'd just tried to flee but failed.

Xiao Yan looked at YaoAo, frozen by Bone Spirit Cold Fire—if YaoAo hadn't exhausted so much Soul Force fighting Xiao Yan, Bone Spirit Cold Fire might not have frozen a Spirit Realm Soul Power user like him.

"Looks like you truly have no other tricks—if you could've resisted this, I'd have abandoned your Seven-Grade Alchemist Soul Body and fled with Wan Shou Ling Huo."

This was Xiao Yan's true killing blow!

Bone Spirit Cold Fire's freezing power can freeze even Soul Force and Dou Qi—it's its unique ability. The more you battle its wielder, the weaker your Dou Qi and Soul Force become—the more you fight, the weaker you grow.

Xiao Yan slowly pulled out his Soul Token; the moment YaoAo saw it, his eyes shrank, even pleading.

But Xiao Yan wouldn't care—just recently, this guy tried to possess him; if given the chance, YaoAo would kill Xiao Yan without hesitation.

Xiao Yan had no foolish saintly mercy—he pressed the Soul Token against the ice and poured Soul Force into it.

The "Soul" character on the token seemed to sense something, emitting a strange ripple—a strange suction emerged from the token; this suction was useless on humans, effective only on Soul Bodies.

"No!" With a hiss, under YaoAo's desperate scream, the Soul Token yanked his Soul Body straight out of the ice and sucked it in.

Xiao Yan licked his lips—a Seven-Grade High Alchemist Soul Body, with Spiritual Soul level reaching Spirit Realm—how many Soul Points is this worth? Maybe enough for an Eight Grade Pill—or even a Heavenly Rank Dou Technique.

Xiao Yan scanned the surroundings—Dou Huang Star Seven Mu Long was truly a turncoat; the instant Bone Spirit Cold Fire appeared, he fled like a rat. A Star Seven Dou Huang's speed was probably faster than the explosion.

YaoAo ran fast too, but wasn't as clever as Mu Long—he still got frozen by Bone Spirit Cold Fire.

As for the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King, he at least had some humanity—he didn't flee. Xiao Yan could feel him using Purple Crystal Beast Fire to melt the ice, but Purple Crystal Beast Fire paled far beside Void Devouring Flame's devouring ability; melting Bone Spirit Cold Fire's ice would still take time.

"Mao Wu, wait till I finish refining Wan Shou Ling Huo before we let our good friend Lion King out." Xiao Yan grinned at Mao Wu.

(>^ω^<) Meow!

"Thanks to you this time—everything here except Wan Shou Ling Huo is yours; devour all you want!"

Mao Wu's eyes went wide! There was too much here!

Many remaining Beast Slaves and Ghost Shadows, and most importantly, Yao Li—he was at least a Dou Ling, even if his Soul was gone, his Cultivation Realm remained.

Xiao Yan used his ring to retrieve Bone Spirit Cold Fire; he sensed its energy had diminished from the explosion—it would need time to slowly absorb heavenly and earthly forces to recover.

Of course, if Xiao Yan dared to swallow it whole, he'd be burned to ash.

Xiao Yan slowly walked to a massive ice sculpture—the image of Wan Shou Ling Huo and the remnants of the Eight-Winged Flame Demon Tiger. All of Wan Shou Ling Huo's flames had been spent by Xiao Yan—perfect time to refine it.

After melting the ice with Void Devouring Flame, the Eight-Winged Flame Demon Tiger's spectral form began to vanish—this once-great Beast Lord had perished utterly.

"Human boy, I give you one final boon—hope you keep your promise."

At the instant the Eight-Winged Flame Demon Tiger vanished, it turned into countless specks of light, drifting gently toward Xiao Yan alongside Wan Shou Ling Huo; Xiao Yan understood at once.

He immediately sat cross-legged and activated the Spiritual Heart Soul Gathering Technique—this was the Eight-Winged Flame Demon Tiger's final Soul Force, possibly even the souls of beasts previously slain by YaoAo.

Countless starlike specks gathered by a suction force, nourishing Xiao Yan's Spiritual Soul.

Xiao Yan, who had already reached Peak Minor Completion of the Spiritual Heart Soul Gathering Technique, easily advanced to Major Completion thanks to these beast soul specks.

His Soul Force had fully reached Five-Grade Alchemist level!

(End of Chapter)