BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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At this moment, many of the meridians in the latter’s body had already begun to show signs of cracking.

If this continued any further, Xiao Yan’s body might completely lose the ability to cultivate Dou Qi ever again.

Faced with such a situation, Yao Chen didn’t hesitate. He immediately reduced the output of his power—preserving Xiao Yan’s meridians was the top priority.

Off to the side, Han Feng noticed the weakening of Yao Chen’s power, and a cruel smile curved on his lips.

He had already guessed that with Xiao Yan’s Four-Star Da Dou Shi body, it would be impossible to maintain the strength of a peak Dou Huang for long.

Suddenly, a deep blue flame—clear as ocean water—rose up from within Han Feng.

This deep blue fire was quite strange. At a glance, it looked like a flowing, crystal-clear lake.

Yet as this seemingly cool ”lake water” appeared, an intense heat silently radiated out from it.

The flame began to rapidly gather in both of Han Feng’s palms, wave after wave, like crashing tides.

Looking closely, it was like witnessing actual ocean waves surging—shocking to the core.

With a clenched fist, the deep blue flame condensed rapidly, ultimately solidifying into a tangible, deep blue trident.

”Old man, today I’ll end your life using the beast flame you gave me back then!”

As that thought surfaced, a massive, overwhelming surge of green flame erupted from Han Feng’s body, roaring out in all directions.

The flames churned like tidal waves, crashing violently downward, finally pouring entirely into the flame trident.

As the Rank 8 beast flame merged into it, the flaming trident instantly expanded to several meters in length.

The scorching, deep blue flames surged wildly on its surface, accompanied by the thunderous crashing of phantom waves—echoing endlessly.

”Sea Flame Trident!”

With a loud shout from Han Feng, his palm thrust forward heavily.

In an instant, the massive flaming trident suspended in the sky shot forth like a lightning bolt.

It turned into a blazing streak, like a fire dragon, tearing through the air with spatial distortions trailing behind, aiming straight at Yao Chen’s back.

Yao Chen wasn’t surprised by Han Feng’s Sea Heart Flame. He had already sensed the aura of an Heavenly Flame beforehand.

Besides, without finding a Heavenly Flame, this wretch couldn’t possibly have grown so strong using only a half-volume Flame Mantra of Huang jie low rank.

”Xiao Yan, hang in there a bit longer.”

As he spoke, a tremendous burst of power exploded from Yao Chen’s body.

The massive ruler in his hand suddenly swelled in size, growing several times larger, now nearly matching the Sea Flame Trident in scale.

At the moment the blue-and-white Dou Techniques collided, the surrounding world seemed to freeze in place.

The once-clear sky dimmed slightly.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, two terrifying forces clashed fiercely in mid-air.

The entire space twisted violently, like a towel wrung with full force—deep folds visibly formed in the air.

A terrifying storm of energy exploded outward from the center at incredible speed.

In the blink of an eye, a blue-white mixed flame storm swept across several kilometers of sky.

High in the heavens, the flame storm passed through. Aside from the powerful Gold and Silver Elders, everyone else was left in a rather sorry state.

”Heavenly Flame?!”

Feeling the beast flame inside him shivering uncontrollably, Xiao Yan cried out in shock.

He ignored the excruciating pain in his meridians and stared greedily at the vast sky engulfed in blue flames.

He had practically driven himself mad over the past few years searching for Heavenly Flames.

Now, suddenly seeing one before his eyes, he couldn’t help the urge to rush forward and snatch that man’s Heavenly Flame for himself.

”Wait a second… Doesn’t that guy already have a Heavenly Flame? He can’t refine another one—so why is he trying to take the Bone Chilling Flame?”

Staring at the scattered blue flames, Xiao Yan couldn’t find the words to describe the chaos in his heart.

A few minutes later, as the flame storm gradually faded, the figures of Han Feng and ”Xiao Yan” slowly came into view.

Compared to Han Feng, who was only slightly panting, Xiao Yan’s body was covered in charred black patches—burn marks from the flames.

From just one glance, it was clear who had won and who had lost.

”Hehe… brat, go to hell!”

Seeing Xiao Yan’s figure exposed in plain sight, the figures of the Gold and Silver Elders once again appeared like phantoms behind ”Xiao Yan.”

A powerful surge of Dou Qi smashed fiercely against the hastily condensed armor on Yao Chen’s body.

After the Gold and Silver Elders’ arms paused slightly, Xiao Yan’s body was suddenly engulfed in a black mist.

Then, a shadowy figure swiftly grabbed Xiao Yan by the collar, pulling him away from the spot, dodging the fatal strike at the last second.

However, due to the sheer speed of the Gold and Silver Elders, that shadow still got struck by the edge of the Dou Technique.

”Pffft~”

With a spray of blood, the massive impact force caused Ling Ying’s body to veer off-course.

He flew diagonally through the sky for several hundred meters before finally stabilizing himself.

”You can still use dark-attributed stealth techniques to escape?”

Seeing they had avoided danger, Yao Chen glanced at Ling Ying’s arm—barely connected by a shred of flesh—and asked.

”I can. But how do you plan to get this kid out of here? He’s the young lady’s—he can’t afford to be harmed.”

Raising his intact arm slightly, Ling Ying carefully cradled the severed limb, trying to protect the last strands of flesh connecting it. His face twitched now and then, contorted by the pain radiating from his wound.

”As long as you can still run, get ready to escape immediately.”

After saying that, a trace of helplessness flashed through Yao Chen’s eyes.

He, too, didn’t want this treacherous bastard to get his hands on the complete Flame Mantra.

But at this point, their lives were at stake—clinging to the cultivation method would mean nothing if they died.

After all, once he was dead, not only would the traitor obtain the complete cultivation method, but also all the treasures stored in his Na ring—hard-earned from years of fortune and risk.

Without waiting for Ling Ying to reply, Yao Chen immediately activated a thread of soul perception, and from within his storage ring, he drew out the upper volume of the Flame Mantra—something he had gone to great lengths to preserve.

”Other than the Heavenly Flame, what Han Feng wants most… is this scroll in my hand. There’s only one copy on the entire Dou Qi Continent. Anyone who cultivates it—Dou Zong at minimum!”

With a loud shout, Yao Chen flicked the scroll in his hand at high speed toward the opposite direction of Black-Corner Region.

Then, the white wings behind his back suddenly expanded, and he turned sharply, soaring at full speed toward Black-Corner Region.

Seeing this, Ling Ying’s figure also instantly vanished into the black mist.

Han Feng’s expression changed the moment he heard Yao Chen’s words.

How could he not understand? That old bastard was clearly telling him—

”I threw the Flame Mantra away. If you chase me now, the secret of the technique will be exposed to everyone in Black-Corner Region!”

The four Dou Huang-rank experts Han Feng had hired seemed ready to give chase, seeing that the target intended to escape.

But the moment they heard the words Dou Zong minimum, their bodies froze in place. They instinctively turned to look at Han Feng.

Seeing the sudden shift in his expression, realization dawned on all of them.

Their burning desire for higher-tier techniques made their eyes lock firmly on the scroll flying in the opposite direction of Black-Corner Region.

”High-Grade Earth Class technique!”

Those words flashed instantly in their minds.

After all, a technique that guaranteed Dou Zong advancement—this was the only possibility they could imagine.

As for Heaven Class… heh, that was beyond their wildest dreams.

They didn’t believe something that legendary could appear here in the first place.

Driven mad by the temptation of a High-Grade Earth Class technique, the group lost all rationality, rushing wildly in pursuit of the scroll.

Han Feng frowned, releasing a powerful burst of soul power from between his brows.

Scanning the scroll with a sweep, decades of experience with the Flame Mantra allowed Han Feng to confirm immediately—from the material alone—it was the genuine original!

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