The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 713: Art of Devouring Flame, Third Phase

Ling Feng was unconscious for a brief moment. Soon, his consciousness awakens, sensing the dangers all around him in this vast river of magma. And with Tuoba Yan at his side, he knew he couldn't afford to stay down. A deep-seated determination kept him from falling back into unconsciousness—he had to wake up quickly!

"Cough, cough..."

After a short coughing fit, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes. A liquid was dripping onto his face, sizzling and evaporating almost immediately from the intense heat, leaving a stinging pain on his cheeks.

"Ah, y-you... you're awake!"

Tuoba Yan, hearing Ling Feng cough, quickly turned her head away, wiped the tears from her face, and muttered through gritted teeth, "It's... good that you're awake."

Ling Feng took a deep breath, a faint fragrance filling his senses. Smiling faintly, he said in a slightly weak voice, "Don't worry, I'm fine now."

"I... I wasn't worried about you! It's just because of that damned Heart-Devouring Red-Dust Gu. If you die, I won't survive either!"

Tuoba Yan bit her lip, reluctant to admit her true feelings.

"Alright, alright, I get it." Ling Feng chuckled, shaking his head. This woman had the same stubborn personality as Li Bufan.

A tsundere[1]!

"So... what do we do now?" Tuoba Yan clenched her fists tightly. She found herself increasingly relying on Ling Feng as if he had become her anchor.

"Let's wait for Zifeng to return first." Ling Feng struggled to sit up, crossing his legs as he spoke calmly, "With all the commotion earlier, the Amethyst Blazing-Sun Serpent hasn't shown up again, likely preoccupied with its own problems. I believe Zifeng has probably succeeded."

"That little creature? What could it possibly accomplish?" Tuoba Yan asked, baffled.

"You'll see when it returns." Ling Feng smiled faintly. Although Zifeng seemed to be all cuteness and no substance, the creature actually had a mysterious background that even Ling Feng, its master, couldn't fully understand.

"Thanks to that surge of thunder, the intense heat here seems to have subsided a bit. You should be able to withstand it now, right?" Ling Feng turned to Tuoba Yan, his tone gentle.

"Mhm." Tuoba Yan bit her lip. "It's not like I need your concern. Just mind your own business."

"Alright." Ling Feng nodded. "Then I'll need you to keep watch over me."

"Mhm."

Tuoba Yan nodded, her eyes vigilant as she watched their surroundings, taking her task of guarding him seriously.

Ling Feng chuckled to himself and began circulating the True Art of Xuanyuan, focusing inward to regulate his breathing.

Through his spiritual consciousness, he could sense traces of the White Scorching Flame still lingering on his golden skeletal frame, shrinking back into the crevices, as if hiding in fear.

And now, the mystical thunder within him had fused with the White Scorching Flame, creating a brand-new flame that held attributes from both the White Scorching Flame and the heaven's jealousy mystical thunder.

This new flame seemed to surpass the grade of the White Scorching Flame!

"I'm not sure exactly what kind of flame this is, but it's certainly comparable to an abnormal fire. In that case, I should go all in and use the Art of Devouring Flame to devour this mutated fire seed as well!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath. Compared to the White Scorching Flame, this mutated purple flame was indeed more powerful. However, since it was born within his body, it was surprisingly cooperative and didn't resist his attempts to refine it.

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This made the process much easier.

Ling Feng could finally feel at ease knowing that he had devoured these flames within him. After all, if these flames ever went out of control, he'd be at risk of blowing himself to pieces!

About a quarter of an hour later...

"Ah!"

With a loud shout, Ling Feng's eyes snapped open, an invisible aura radiating outward, powerful enough to send Tuoba Yan flying backward.

"Haha! I did it!"

Ling Feng rose suddenly, his eyes gleaming with energy, his aura more powerful than ever. If one looked closely, a faint pale-purple light could be seen in his eyes!

After devouring that mutated purple flame, Ling Feng's Mystical Yellow true fire had advanced several levels at once. The Art of Devouring Flame had progressed from the first phase all the way to the third. Now, the purple flame he wielded was not only more powerful than the Mystical Yellow true fire, but it also contained unique devouring properties from the Art of Devouring Flame.

This was undeniably good news for Ling Feng. At least now, whenever he absorbed a new abnormal fire, he wouldn't have to rely solely on his willpower to withstand it.

According to that despicable donkey, the Art of Devouring Flame consisted of seven phases in total. Only upon reaching the fifth phase could one truly command the devouring power of the flame. However, ever since this art was created, no one had been able to reach the fifth phase. As a result, this martial art had fallen out of favor and was nearly forgotten by major sects.

Yet Ling Feng had only been cultivating the Art of Devouring Flame for less than half a year, and he had already reached the third phase. This progress likely would have shocked even the despicable donkey.

After all, encountering even one abnormal fire was rare for most people. But Ling Feng had managed to absorb several, including one infused with the power of the Nine-Heavens Mystical Thunder. Such opportunities were truly unique and irreplicable.

Enduring the agony of refining thunder and flame together was not something just anyone could survive.

While Ling Feng was reveling in his success, he suddenly noticed Tuoba Yan standing nearby, her hands on her hips and eyes blazing with fury. "Ling Feng! Look at what you've done!"

As it turned out, the aura Ling Feng released had flung her straight into a pile of rubble. If she hadn't reacted quickly, that impact could have very well cost her her life.

"My apologies. The power within me was a bit uncontrollable for a moment there."

Ling Feng stood up, stretching as he did. His body had grown slightly taller from the reconstruction, his figure more balanced and refined, as if he had reached the peak of attractiveness.

If he had any flaw, it would be that his new skin was a bit too smooth and pale, giving him the look of a pretty boy.

Even Tuoba Yan, who had been grumbling moments ago, felt a blush creep up her cheeks at his appearance. For a brief moment, her mind went blank. Is it possible for him to be... this handsome?

Ling Feng, unaware of Tuoba Yan's reaction, pursed his lips and looked over at the dark river of magma in the distance, feeling a bit restless.

Zifeng... you're taking your sweet time.

As he thought this, bubbles suddenly began to rise from the magma river, followed by a massive snakehead bursting from the molten depths!

1. Original chinese text is "傲娇Ào jiāo", which directly translates to "tsundere", a loan word from japanese. Means a character who switches from being tough and cold towards a love interest into being soft and sweet. Please let me know if there is a term for it in english, I tried my best to search but can't find any :') ☜