Chapter 56: Remnant Soul, Main Consciousness

Strong!

Gloomy, evil, ominous.

This was the feeling Sun Gan gave him; Qin Feng never expected the other side to invade his body as soon as they met.

The icy aura eroded his vitality, corroded his life force, turned in his mind, giving rise to all kinds of thoughts and illusions, and also gave the feeling of his will being devoured and worn away.

Qin Feng felt it with perfect clarity.

His Supreme Yang Heart Flame within also stirred instantly.

This time he did not suppress it.

Hum—

Flames burned, instantly spreading throughout his body, utterly incinerating all negative forces.

"What is this fire? How do you have it in your body?" Sun Gan was shocked, and felt the indestructible power rapidly melting away.

Like snow in the scorching summer.

"Demon God True Form, Light of Immortality!" Sun Gan's form twisted, turning into a monster with a bull's head and a human body; light burst forth, as if immortal power surged, actually suppressing the flames somewhat.

Yet it still could not be stopped.

"Damn, you completely counter me—how could a human master such power?" Sun Gan roared, "No, you are absolutely not human!"

"Dark Sword Light, open!" He slashed in mid‑air, splitting the flames, hoping to carve a passage to leave.

Muscles were torn.

Qi and blood were boiling.

"Want to leave?" Qin Feng flashed a ferocious look, also arousing his ferocity; he mobilized the power of his entire body's qi and blood, surging forth, causing the might of his Supreme Yang Heart Flame to suddenly increase.

True Qi also flowed in, forming layers of restraint.

He wanted to trap the opponent to death.

Qin Feng also clearly 'saw' that, under the Supreme Yang Heart Flame, the opponent was being worn away rapidly, his body also compressed to the extreme, but relatively speaking it was still a bit slower.

It seemed to truly have immortal power protecting its body.

"Dark Yin Thunder, explode!" Sun Gan also panicked, spewing a mass of black flowing light from his mouth, which detonated violently, shattering the true qi and extinguishing the flames.

Qin Feng's body shuddered, and a bloody hole was blasted open in his chest.

"Get back!"

He suddenly slapped his chest, forcibly knocking the escaping Sun Gan back; the flames boiled, true qi swirled, and once again trapped the opponent inside.

The wound also quickly healed.

"If this continues, I'll probably be worn down to a half‑cripple…" Qin Feng thought, and he activated the dantian qi sea, drawing out the Supreme Yang Cauldron that had been floating within.

Following the meridians, it circulated to above Sun Gan.

"What is this aura? How can it make me feel that a great calamity is truly upon me? No, I am undying, imperishable, immortal!" Sun Gan panicked, but then suddenly thought of something: "It's a supreme treasure—you indeed possess a supreme treasure; this aura is extremely familiar to me, making my soul tremble with both fear and longing. What exactly is it? Why can't I remember?"

He was restless and also burst forth with supernatural powers beyond imagination, yet he saw a huge cauldron appear above him, giving him a creepy feeling.

But wanting to escape was already too late.

He was enveloped by the cauldron.

"Ah..." Sun Gan let out a shrill scream, then shouted, "I remember, I remember—this is the Nine Yang Cauldron; back then I was suppressed by it, my primordial spirit shattered, I was merely…"

The sound cut off abruptly.

Qin Feng closed his eyes and carefully sensed the changes within his body.

He found that, after Sun Gan was enveloped by the Supreme Yang Cauldron, the flames inside burned the opponent at high speed, far faster than his Supreme Yang Heart Flame—by more than a thousandfold.

In the blink of an eye it was refined into a mass.

Sun Gan also became a black crystal.

Qin Feng's heart stirred; he hadn't expected the crystal to actually appear in his hand, which delighted him. He looked it over, then sensed it carefully, finding no trace of Sun Gan's aura remaining.

There was only pure, immense energy.

He felt somewhat relieved.

"It feels like mental power, or rather soul power!"

Qin Feng turned his palm over; the crystal disappeared, only to reappear inside the Supreme Yang Cauldron.

"That's convenient!"

He raised his head; the night was pitch‑black, with no starlight.

At some point, the snowflakes also stopped falling.

Closing his eyes again to sense, he had completely lost the aura of the Great Peng King. The vast wilderness stretched endlessly, everywhere dark; even with heaven‑defying perception, trying to search would likely be difficult.

After a slight hesitation, he found the torn‑off wing and turned back. Qin Feng leapt up, employed the Void Treading Step, and walked step by step.

This time it was much slower.

He also experienced the changes in the Void Treading Step.

Taking the wind's artistic conception as a foundation, he stepped on the air, aided by true qi, truly like an immortal traversing the void.

Perception, adjustment, change.

After withdrawing the true qi, forcibly stepping on the air remained feasible.

Using true qi as a jet, it was a bit faster.

"Once I manage to open the apertures in both feet, it should be faster and more stable," Qin Feng thought, while also arriving at another place where he had battled the Great Peng King.

Here lay his Black Gleam Flying Dagger.

That was a genuine lethal weapon; it could not be discarded.

Under his powerful perception, it was quickly found, and then he sheathed it back at his waist.

Qin Feng never expected that this tiny flying dagger would give him considerable help.

"If it is launched and then controlled, with the advantage of the black radiance, it will definitely become one of my killing moves." He suppressed the thought and continued forward.

The city ahead is Wan'an City.

He, however, paused, hovering in midair.

His feet kept stepping, rising and falling.

On the city wall, Qin Feng saw a purple figure.

"You can actually traverse the void!" the woman in purple clothes exclaimed in surprise, "Stepping on air, permeated with the intention of wind, and aided by true qi, this method is marvelous!"

"Qin brother, please come over for a chat!" the purple-clad person cupped his hands.

Qin Feng flashed a hint of solemnity, yet still walked over.

Cao Family.

At the moment when 'Sun Qian' was killed by being refined into alchemy, the steward Sima Wenda flashed a hint of dark light in his eyes, he showed a struggling expression, then became calm.

"I actually woke up."

"Back then I killed my way into the mortal realm; my suppressed flesh was annihilated, my primordial spirit collapsed, and eight portions scattered outward!"

"All of them have fallen into slumber."

"Once they awaken, they will silently grow and then return to the main consciousness."

"Unless all eight portions of consciousness are annihilated or return, my main consciousness will never awaken."

"But now, not a single portion has returned, yet I have awakened!"

Sima Wenda flashed a look of disbelief.

"This is the mortal realm."

"Such a tiny mortal realm, or rather a sealed mortal realm!"

"Given the nature of my primordial spirit, even if it collapses and scatters, it should not be killed or annihilated, but now..."

A chill rose in his heart.

He closed his eyes, carefully sensed, hoping to accept the lingering information in the darkness.

He reached out and grabbed; a familiar aura fell into his hand.

"This is the aura of my remnant soul; it appeared not long ago, and yet it is actually this close to me."

"But now it has disappeared!"

"Besides the lingering aura, I cannot sense anything else."

"Something is wrong!"

"The previous ones are understandable—too much time has passed, gradually worn away by the rules of heaven and earth—but even if this final remnant soul were killed, it should have left some information, even transmitted to me; yet now it is completely clean."

"It has been erased!"

"Erased spotlessly!"

Sima Wenda trembled.

Feeling something in his heart, he opened his eyes and saw the anxious head of the Cao family hurrying over.

His gaze was deep and dim.

(End of chapter)