The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 711: White Scorching Flame

Sizzling!

The molten rock ruthlessly slammed into Ling Feng's elemental qi shield, producing a loud "bang" as his protective barrier was instantly shattered. The lava collided heavily against his chest, its intense flames sweeping over him, instantly reducing his upper garments to ashes.

Ling Feng clenched his teeth, holding up the massive rock before him with both hands. He couldn't retreat—not even a step—because if he moved aside, that woman Tuoba Yan would be dead without a doubt!

Struggling to hold on, Ling Feng's veins bulged across his body. His chest was charred black from the White Scorching Flame, and his arms were burned so severely that his flesh peeled back, revealing bone—a horrifying sight.

"Ling Feng, leave me! Save yourself!"

Tuoba Yan bit her lip hard. If not for protecting her, Ling Feng wouldn't be enduring this lava onslaught.

"I already told you!" Ling Feng shouted, his eyes bloodshot as his body shook uncontrollably. "Stop thinking nonsense!"

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Boom!

The molten rock swirled rapidly on his chest, its terrifying force crashing into him with ruthless power. Ling Feng groaned as he spat out blood, his entire body feeling as though it would be shattered to pieces.

The power of the Amethyst Blazing-Sun Serpent was beyond terrifying!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Following the first strike, the Amethyst Blazing-Sun Serpent launched three more blocks of molten rock at Ling Feng, battering him relentlessly. Now four massive rocks, combined into a powerful force, struck Ling Feng, making him spew blood.

Even though his body had been tempered by the Eight Desolations Body Refinement Art, making him as resilient as a fifth-tier demonic beast, the overwhelming impact left him defenseless. His flesh tore and peeled, and even his bones were beginning to fracture like spiderwebs. Had it been anyone else, they would have long since died.

The speeding boulders, the scalding White Scorching Flame—Ling Feng gritted his teeth, using sheer willpower to hold his body together. If his concentration wavered, the White Scorching Flame would burn him to ashes, and the lava would crush him into pulp.

It was pure agony for him, but behind him, Tuoba Yan was also struggling to endure. While Ling Feng absorbed most of the impact, the scorching heat of the White Scorching Flame could not be completely blocked. On top of that, the whole space was vibrating intensely from the lava strikes, and the tremors caused her to cough up blood repeatedly.

After all, while Tuoba Yan's cultivation was strong, her body's frailty remained her greatest weakness.

"Master, hang on a bit longer! I'll find a way to take control of its body!"

Zifeng's voice echoed in Ling Feng's mind, sounding weak and almost remorseful.

Due to a moment of excitement, Zifeng had failed to explain the Amethyst Blazing-Sun Serpent's strength, plunging Ling Feng into this perilous situation.

"Hurry up!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth. "I can't hold out much longer!"

"Don't worry, Master. Our lives are connected. As long as I'm not dead, you won't die either!"

Finishing, Zifeng turned into a streak of purple light, moving slowly toward the Amethyst Blazing-Sun Serpent along the underground lava river.

The Amethyst Blazing-Sun Serpent watched Ling Feng's struggle with a playful look in its enormous eyes. The purple flame emblem on its forehead dimmed slightly as it yawned and slid into the lava, vanishing from sight.

After a meal, it retained its beastly nature, feeling lazy and lowering its guard.

Seeing that Ling Feng was already firmly ensnared, it thought it could simply take a nap, then enjoy another tasty roasted meal once its food had digested.

And during this nap, Zifeng would have its only chance to invade its body!

The White Scorching Flame continued to burn fiercely!

"Ahhh!"

Even with his abnormal physique, Ling Feng was unable to withstand the scalding heat of the White Scorching Flame. Its temperature exceeded his imagination, feeling as though it was melting his bones and refining his marrow. His body was glowing red, resembling a red-hot iron block.

He couldn't hold on!

Ling Feng's entire body trembled violently, and he felt himself beginning to melt under the White Scorching Flame.

If his body was reduced to ashes, no matter how powerful Zifeng's Vitality Fusion was, Ling Feng would certainly perish.

"Ling Feng..."

Tuoba Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, her face pale as she lay slumped behind him. In this furious inferno, she felt as though every drop of moisture in her body had evaporated. She looked like she had aged decades, her skin drawn tight over her bones as if she had become nothing but skin and bones.

Even her tears refused to fall. She was weak, exhausted, with the shadow of death closer than ever before.

"Am I really going to die like this?"

A string of familiar faces flashed through Ling Feng's mind.

I haven't uncovered the truth of my family's history yet, nor retrieved my grandfather's medical scripture!

No! I don't want to die! I refuse to die!

I... cannot die!

In an instant, madness took over Ling Feng's heart.

The Art of Devouring Flame!

At that moment, the only solution that came to mind was to use the Art of Devouring Flame to consume the White Scorching Flame.

This time, there was no despicable donkey to help him, and it wasn't a matter of devouring a fire seed of the White Scorching Flame, but directly consuming the White Scorching Flame itself!

It was a reckless plan, but with no other choice, why not go mad one last time?

At that moment, he couldn't afford to wait for Zifeng's success!

"Roar!"

Ling Feng let out a beast-like howl, gritting his teeth. If he could devour the White Scorching Flame, he wouldn't have to fear the flames anymore.

"Come on, White Scorching Flame!"

Clenching his fists, Ling Feng activated the Art of Devouring Flame, drawing the White Scorching Flame burning atop the lava into his body in one fell swoop.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the White Scorching Flame entered his body, it felt as though ten thousand dragons were rampaging within him, nearly tearing his body apart.

"Ahhh!"

Ling Feng's roar was hysterical. Were it not for his unyielding willpower, he would have fainted, and if he lost consciousness, both he and Tuoba Yan would be burned to ashes.

I can't die! I won't die!

A blazing light erupted from his eyes, like a bolt of lightning across the night sky. His wild aura filled the lava river.

Tuoba Yan looked at him in a daze. When they met, they had been enemies!

But through various twists of fate, her destiny had become intertwined with his. Now, this man was creating a safe haven with his own backbone.

Without Ling Feng, she would have long since perished.

Unknowingly, Ling Feng had imprinted himself in the deepest part of her heart, a shadow she would never be able to shake.

Biting her lip, Tuoba Yan felt a tinge of sadness. The Tiance Clan was destined for short lives.

If death were inevitable today, perhaps, to die with this man, sharing the journey to the afterlife, would be a kind of happiness...