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Time flowed like water, spring passed and autumn came.
In the blink of an eye, a full year had gone by.
During this year, the Hall of Souls made no moves. Everything remained eerily calm. Within the Holy Pill City, the crowds were as bustling as ever.
Above the Inner City's Pill Tower, there existed a hidden space. Ever since the eruption of the Three Thousand Burning Flame two years ago, this place had become a forbidden zone.
Inside the Star Region, there was dead silence and desolation.
A vast sea of purple-black flames burned fiercely, surging and curling upward, filling every corner of this space. The terrifying high temperature turned this place into a furnace of hell, a forbidden zone for all life.
This vast sea of fire, stretching across the entire Star Region, was formed from countless years of the Three Thousand Burning Flame absorbing the endless power of the stars.
At the center of the sea of fire.
A black sun hung silently, continuously absorbing the energy of the fire sea. Strands of purple-black flame occasionally coiled up, merging into the black sun. Inside the black sun, Wei Yang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his breathing faint to the point of being imperceptible.
Then, in a single instant—
His eyes suddenly snapped open, and two beams of black light shot forth from his pupils like lasers, piercing straight ahead.
At the same time, a terrifying aura surged out from his body, shaking the surrounding void until it trembled and cracked, as though unable to bear the pressure.
Wei Yang slowly stood up.
The black sun surrounding him burst into dazzling light, black flames blazing and thunder raging.
Crackle crackle~
His eyes were no longer dark red but had turned into a pure black color—two miniature black suns, blazing and scorching to the extreme, as if a single glance could set one's soul ablaze. His hair and eyebrows had also returned to a jet-black hue.
When he opened his mouth, four sharp fangs gleamed coldly.
Whoosh~
Inside his body, his blood surged like a roaring river, howling as it coursed through his veins. Black flames and lightning seeped out from countless pores across his body, coiling around him before gradually merging with the outer black sun.
Swish!
Wei Yang's ten fingers spread apart, and from between them extended sharp claws, curling slightly into a grasping shape. Those claws were razor-sharp, brimming with a fierce edge that seemed capable of tearing heaven and earth asunder.
Black scales began to grow upon his skin, spreading from his palms upward along his arms, until they covered his entire body. Dark veins bulged along his neck, wriggling like worms as they gathered upward toward his face.
Finally, they converged upon his forehead—where a blood-red sun sigil ignited, burning as its color slowly shifted into black.
"Ah~"
Wei Yang let out a sky-shaking roar.
His rolling howl thundered like the rumbling of the heavens, echoing without end. Rippling sound waves spread outward like waves upon water.
Crack crack crack~
Within a radius of a thousand meters, the space itself emitted faint cracking sounds, like glass shattering into countless fine fractures.
Whoosh~
Below, the purple-black sea of fire roiled and churned violently, collapsing into a massive crater beneath Wei Yang's feet.
At that moment, the entire Star Region seemed to tremble faintly.
This scene—it was as if a great demon had been born.
In the distance, a purple-brown flame dragon coiled and swam slowly through the sea of fire, exhaling flames from its mouth while circling around a figure sitting cross-legged within a lotus of fire.
Startled by the sudden surge of power, the purple-brown fire dragon immediately roared toward the direction of the black sun.
Roar~
Hmm?
Sitting cross-legged upon the lotus, Xiao Yan, who had been cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes, startled, and turned his head. The moment he looked, his pupils shrank slightly.
"What a terrifying aura!" Xiao Yan slowly stood up, his face filled with shock.
Far ahead, within the void, a figure that seemed both god and demon stood upon the air, roaring toward the heavens. His entire body was shrouded within a blazing black sun, his aura unimaginably overwhelming.
"With such a display… looks like Brother Wei has grown even stronger again!" Xiao Yan couldn't help but sigh, a trace of helplessness and complexity flickering across his face.
This year of seclusion had been fruitful for him.
Relying on the Heavenly Flames, he had absorbed the vast and compatible energy within this Star Region. Not long ago, with the help of the Purple Azure Supreme Pill, Xiao Yan had broken through the peak Three-Star and successfully stepped into the Four-Star realm.
Four-Star, Mid-level Dou Zun.
He had originally thought this would close much of the gap between himself and Wei Yang. But now, it seemed Wei Yang refused to be left behind. His progress appeared to have far outstripped Xiao Yan's own.
Xiao Yan could only shake his head with a wry smile.
After letting out a long and liberating roar, Wei Yang finally stopped, though with some lingering excitement. Quietly feeling the immense and surging power flowing within his body, the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile.
Powerful—unprecedentedly powerful!
Then, his aura began to slowly retract. The black sun surrounding his body gradually shrank and disappeared. Even the black flames and lightning coiling around him withdrew back into his body.
"Fusing flame into blood… success!" Wei Yang murmured excitedly.
Fusing flame into blood!
To refine a Heavenly Flame into one's own bloodline—so that it fully merges with the blood of the Hou, fusing into one without distinction between them!
At this moment, the Death Life Flame was no longer merely his life-bound flame, but had merged into his very blood, truly becoming a part of his body.
Before this, if Wei Yang were killed, the Death Life Flame could be stripped from him by others, to be devoured and refined, just like any other Heavenly Flame.
In fact, even without killing him, just capturing him alive would have allowed someone to forcibly extract the Heavenly Flame from his body.
But now, unless one killed Wei Yang and then extracted and refined every drop of his blood essence into their own body, no one could ever obtain the Death Life Flame again.
Because now, the Death Life Flame had completely fused with Wei Yang's blood. In the past, the power of the Death Life Flame belonged to the Flame itself. Wei Yang's power belonged to Wei Yang.
Between him and the Heavenly Flame, there had only been a relationship of mutual support. Therefore, more often than not, the power of the Death Life Flame would surpass his own.
For instance, when Wei Yang was at the peak of Dou Zong, the Death Life Flame was already at the level of a Dou Zun. But now, there was no longer any separation—truly united as one. This was the fruit of Wei Yang's hard work over the past year.
He had completely merged the Death Life Flame into his own bloodline. This was only possible because of the unique nature of the Hou Bloodline, whose innate gift was to devour lightning and fire. Otherwise, Wei Yang would never have been able to accomplish it.
To refine flame into blood and fuse it as one—this was something that even Xiao Yan, who cultivated the Flame Mantra, could not achieve.
"Heavenly Flame fused into blood."
At this moment, Wei Yang felt an unprecedented surge of strength. Both his body and Dou Qi had become vastly more powerful. He lightly clenched his fist.
Boom!
The space within his palm shattered with ease. Around his fist, covered in dense black scales, two miniature black holes formed, twisting and rotating around it. He raised his hand and casually swiped forward.
Swish!
A black claw mark slashed across the void. The space itself was silently torn apart, ripped into five ferocious rifts that only slowly mended themselves after a brief moment.
"This kind of power." Wei Yang lowered his head, staring at his own hand.
Space, in his eyes now, was as fragile as paper—something he could tear apart at will. Yet, a moment later, his gaze grew somewhat complicated. Power, of course, never came from nowhere. In this single year, the reason he had changed so much—
"Death Life Flame…"
There was no response from the Death Life Flame, for its consciousness no longer existed.
He had devoured it. Truly and completely devoured it.
Using the Hou Bloodline, he had consumed everything—the power, the consciousness—all of it. He had achieved his evolution through the Death Life Flame. Now, every flame within his body obeyed only one will.
Wei Yang's will.
Even within his Sea of Consciousness, his soul was now wreathed in black flames and lightning. The Heavenly Flame had merged not only with his blood, but with his soul as well!
The once-greedy little gluttonous consciousness that had controlled the Death Life Flame was gone. Wei Yang slowly closed his eyes, his expression flickering with emotion.
After a long while—
When he opened his eyes again, everything had returned to calm. Within those eyes, like twin black suns, two clusters of black flames ignited, bursting forth from his pupils. His fists clenched slowly.
"Don't blame me. My body can only contain one power, and only one will can exist within it! My strength can only obey my will—there's no need for another consciousness to interfere!"
This—this was what it meant for all supreme power to return to oneself.
Ever since he had gained the Bloodline of the Hou, such a thought had taken root in Wei Yang's heart. His strength did not need two wills to control it.
After all, humans are selfish by nature. Wei Yang might feel a trace of guilt, but he did not regret it, nor did he think he had done wrong. A single body harboring two powers, two consciousness's to him that was unacceptable.
Power that was not completely united could never unleash its true, ultimate potential. If there had been no way to resolve it, he might have endured it. But now that a solution existed, how could he possibly tolerate it?
Those who seek to accomplish great things… cannot afford a merciful heart.
Let alone just a Heavenly Flame's consciousness.
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