The sudden transformation in Xiao Yan naturally caught Liu Feng's attention. But he wasn't about to sit and wait for death—he raised his longsword, preparing to unleash his strongest technique to counter Xiao Yan. However, just as he was about to act, he noticed a strange phenomenon in Xiao Yan's demonic eyes: three emerald-green dots had appeared, slowly rotating like blooming flowers, emitting a mesmerizing and ominous aura.
"Demonic Eye: Soul Control!"
The flower-like pupils were both beautiful and terrifying. Caught in their gaze, Liu Feng's body froze mid-movement, just as he was about to release his ultimate technique. In the very next instant, two beams of brilliant light, vastly different in color and nature, burst from Xiao Yan's eyes, tearing through the void and slamming into the immobilized Liu Feng. The impact sent him coughing up a mouthful of blood, his body falling uncontrollably from the sky.
Back on the Dou Qi Continent, Xiao Yan had once considered amplifying the Nine Profound Nirvana Skyburning Eye with the Three-Colored Pupils of the Green Snake, but the icy, yin-based nature of the latter had conflicted with his own attributes, so he abandoned the idea. Later, even though his strength was sufficient to transplant the eyes onto himself, by then Cai Lin was already his woman—he would never harm her for power.
But everything changed once he mastered the Dragon Phoenix Art. By using it, Xiao Yan could replicate Cai Lin's Three-Colored Green Snake Pupils, finally achieving the most perfect version of the Nine Profound Nirvana Skyburning Eye in his entire cultivation journey. Even someone as powerful as Liu Feng had been severely wounded by it—how could anyone else hope to resist?
In truth, if Liu Feng hadn't previously fused with his mirror clone and gained a power boost, Xiao Yan might have been able to kill him outright with this strike. Now, however, he'd need to combine other means to finish the job.
Xiao Yan took a deep breath, ignoring the massive energy drain from his relentless assault. He raised his palm, and Emperor Flame surged into the air. Above his head, it transformed into a massive flaming lotus, tens of thousands of zhang across. Each petal of the lotus glowed with a different hue—each representing a unique and terrifying Heavenly Flame. Combined, they created a deadly and mesmerizing lotus of destruction.
Staring up at the fire lotus above him, Xiao Yan's expression remained solemn. He understood that this was his one and only chance. If he wanted to kill Liu Feng, he would have to do it in one perfect strike—fail, and there might not be a second opportunity.
So, rather than hurling the lotus immediately as he had done in the past, Xiao Yan changed his hand seal. A powerful surge of spiritual will exploded outward. Then, a cold and majestic voice echoed across every corner of the Great Thousand World.
"By the name of the Flame Emperor, I command all flames under heaven—heed my call!"
As the words rang out, every powerful flame in the Great Thousand World—whether controlled or free—seemed to be drawn by some irresistible force, racing toward Xiao Yan from all directions. One by one, they merged into the massive lotus above his head, adding to its intensity. Its dazzling glow grew more bewitching by the moment, and its size quietly expanded to several million zhang.
Witnessing this, the Heavenly Evil God's expression darkened. He realized that Xiao Yan could now draw upon the flames of the world without any external assistance. Did that not mean Xiao Yan could also manipulate the power of the world itself? That was a dangerous implication—and terrible news for him.
What unsettled him even more was the terrifying aura of destruction emanating from the lotus. He didn't doubt for a second that if Xiao Yan hurled this lotus at him, even he would suffer grievous injury. And if not for his own mastery of world power, that lotus might even be enough to reduce the entire Great Thousand World to ashes.
But Xiao Yan had no time to consider the Heavenly Evil God's feelings. He took a deep breath, then gently waved his hand. The massive flaming lotus roared downward, slowly blooming as it fell. Despite its stunning beauty, it radiated an aura that could obliterate all existence.
This was, without a doubt, the most terrifying flame lotus Xiao Yan had ever created. Even he was shaken by the destructive power contained within. Whether a normal Liu Feng could survive it, Xiao Yan didn't know—but the Liu Feng who had just been devastated by the Nine Profound Nirvana Skyburning Eye had absolutely no chance.
BOOM!
As the lotus bloomed in the sky, everyone in the Great Thousand World saw it. It looked as if a second sun had appeared in the heavens. The eruption of colorful flames was like a billion volcanoes exploding at once, swallowing the entire sky. And when the flames finally began to fade, everyone was shocked to find that the sky had gone dark.
Only Heavenly Sovereigns at the peak of the Saint-grade, like the Undying Lord, could discern the truth: the sky hadn't gone dark. It had been burned into void—completely erased by the lotus.
The heat was so intense that even the power of the world couldn't repair the damage right away, resulting in this bizarre and terrifying sight.
Even someone as powerful as Liu Feng—whose strength surpassed the Nine-Eyed Evil God—was reduced to ash the instant the lotus engulfed him. As Xiao Yan felt Liu Feng's aura vanish, he finally let out a quiet sigh of relief. He could sense that, moments before the strike, Liu Feng had been preparing a powerful final technique.
What that technique was, Xiao Yan didn't know, and he didn't want to know. What he did know was that if Liu Feng had succeeded in unleashing it, he would've been the one to die.
With Liu Feng seemingly defeated, Xiao Yan turned his gaze to Lin Dong and Mu Chen, who had just broken free from the Demonic Lotus Array. He prepared to move again—but just then, something caught his attention. He quickly turned toward the place where the fire lotus had exploded.
There, he once again sensed Liu Feng's aura.
A phantom cross appeared in the air, glowing faintly. From its base, countless light particles swirled and gathered together, gradually forming a familiar silhouette—Liu Feng. His body was nearly identical to before, down to the very fluctuations of his energy. As his form was completed, the glowing cross cracked apart and shattered.
It seemed that this one-time artifact had granted Liu Feng a miraculous second chance—a resurrection.
(End of Chapter)
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