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--- Chapter 258 ---
"I WILL KILL YOU, MOTHERFUCKER!"
BOOM!
Han Feng charged toward Han Yuan in a blind fury. His hair had turned a withered white, and his body had shrunk to the bone, making his ripped and burned alchemist robe flap violently as he flew with all his might. He no longer resembled a noble alchemist. He looked like a desperate man consumed by rage.
What left Han Yuan speechless was the fact that a green Dou Qi cloak of flame shrouded Han Feng, making him shine brightly like the last beacon of cuck, I mean, a dying Dou Fighter.
"Whoa, this guy is mad. He's burning his life force," Han Yuan thought, staring at the enraged Han Feng with pity. "But damn, green really suits him."
"Don't you think so?" he asked the newly refined Ocean Heart Flame, which responded with a bubbly sizzle.
This Heavenly Flame seemed too submissive toward Han Yuan for some reason. When he communicated the reason behind it, the young spirit of the Heavenly Flame quivered in happiness upon making contact with his body.
Apparently, the White Mist Emperor Physique had a strong attraction for water elemental spirits, including the Ocean Heart Flame, which is the manifestation of ocean pressure and underwater flame.
Compared to Han Feng, the Ocean Heart Flame would choose Han Yuan every single time. In fact, it would even offer itself to him.
Knowing this, Han Yuan felt sorry for Han Feng. It was like watching a yellow-haired antagonist stealing the protagonist's loving wife or corrupted daughter.
"Oops, he's almost here," Han Yuan said as he prepared himself for the impact.
Since he understood that Han Feng was desperate, he knew he couldn't underestimate this traitorous alchemist. He had no idea what kind of hidden cards Han Feng might have tucked away in his sleeves.
"DIIIIEEEEEE!!!" Han Feng threw a punch toward Han Yuan. A green fist cloaked in fiery Dou Qi appeared and smashed against the air.
Han Yuan stretched his hand, and the Ocean Heart Flame moved based on his instruction, becoming a stretching, slime-like barrier that protected him from the incoming attack.
BOOOOOOOOOOOM!!
Han Feng saw this and roared, "AAAARGHHH!"
"How dare you!"
"How dare you!"
"How dare you use my Ocean Heart Flame!"
"It wasn't yours in the first place," Han Yuan snorted indifferently. "You are just lucky to have it briefly."
"It is mine now."
Han Yuan ordered the Ocean Heart Flame to increase its pressure and solidify before charging forward with explosive momentum, causing the green fist to shatter and then crash toward Han Feng.
"Ocean Heart Flame is mine, pff-!..."
Han Feng spewed out a mouthful of blood and was 'immediately' sent flying by Han Yuan's charge.
BANG!
BOOM!
Han Feng crashed heavily into the desert below, staring at the sky with a dull look on his face. Anger and frustration welled in his chest, but there was nothing he could do. Countless thoughts ran through his mind before a cruel plan appeared.
"Do you think that's enough to kill me?" He slowly gets up, clawing the desert and ignoring the pain from his injured body.
Han Yuan narrowed his eyes and replied, "Hmm, I wonder what gives you confidence to stand again. I thought I had made you hopeless enough, but apparently, you are not."
"Says Senior, what kind of scheme and backup plans did you have for this kind of situation?"
"Kukuku, don't worry... For a bastard like you, I would do anything to get things even. After I kill you, I will take that snake woman and girl, just like how you stole my Heavenly Flame!" Han Feng grinned, revealing a set of bloody teeth.
"Aww, what a provocation," Han Yuan covered his mouth and faked a chuckle. "Do you think that is enough to rile me up?"
"You're a dead man, Senior."
"You've burned your Life Force. Even with me doing nothing, you will still perish tonight."
"And who decides that?" Han Feng arrogantly responded.
Suddenly, Han Yuan felt Han Feng's presence shift. The sound of static electricity echoed in the Crimson Death Desert as the Wind and Thunder Fury Flame were finally born to the world.
A giant tornado is just a few meters away from Han Yuan and Han Feng, ready to swallow them into a fiery wheel of destruction.
"Dead Consuming Barrier!" Han Feng's wicked roar echoed in the desert, and a translucent white-grey barrier enveloped both him and Han Yuan, seemingly keeping them in place.
Han Yuan observed the barrier and commented amusingly, "Really? Using your life force to bind me here?"
"You wanted to drag me to Wind and Thunder Fury Flame, huh? What a madman you are, Senior."
Han Feng laughed madly at him, "Hahaha, so what? Blame yourself for being a stupid little thief!"
"Wind and Thunder Fury Flame is different from Ocean Heart Flame; it is a manifestation of destruction."
"And since you have refined the Ocean Heart Flame, you can't refine the second Heavenly Flame without using desperate means."
Han Feng knew best that only the 'Flame Mantra' that his late teacher Yao Chen discovered by chance could refine more than one Heavenly Flame, and any attempt to refine more than one Heavenly Flame without it is suicide.
"..." Han Yuan stared blankly at Han Feng. '
He might not know the mind-reading technique, but the smugness of Han Feng gave it away.
'How do I tell this guy that I can refine Wind and Thunder Fury Flame just fine, and have more than one Heavenly Flame inside my body?'
Han Yuan ignored Han Feng's smug expression and looked around briefly, noticing that the Dead Consuming Barrier was not just a secret technique that uses one's Life Force to create. It also uses one's Soul Force to bind and warp the surrounding space.
Strictly speaking, it is weaker than the Four Elemental Prison Realm, but in a desperate time like this, it is a fine choice to drag someone to death with you.
Then, the Wind and Thunder Fury Flame swallowed them. The barrier is 'naturally' destroyed, but Han Feng doesn't care much as his plan has succeeded.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
"Well, riding the storm it is." Han Yuan faced Han Feng, as he had also gotten sucked in by the Wind and Thunder Fury Flame.
Han Feng laughed, "Haha, more like riding to hell!"
"Prepare to die, you disgusting brat!"
Under Han Yuan's calm gaze, Han Feng pulled a pill from his spatial ring and ate it. Then, he also brought out a rock with a carved 'Soul' symbol and crushed it.
Han Yuan's eyes widened slightly, 'That is...'
'Ah, this guy is really done for.'
It didn't take long before a wisp of soul burst from Han Feng's rock, which is actually a summoning artifact for Hall of Soul's elder.
"Hahaha, your life is over, brat! With the Protector from the Hall of Souls, you can't defeat me!"
A dark-robed elder instantly appeared in the middle of the storm as Han Feng gazed at Han Yuan with murder in his eyes.
"Protector Wu!" Han Feng said excitedly.
"Hmm, where is this?" The dark-robed elder from the Hall of Souls gazed around in confusion. "Han Feng?"
"Did you summon me?"
Han Feng nodded frantically, "Yes, I could only summon you in this desperate situation."
Then, he pointed his finger at Han Yuan and added, "That brat sabotaged my plan to take the Wind and Thunder Fury Flame, and stole my Ocean Heart Flame."
"We are currently within the layer of Wind and Thunder Fury Flame's tornado."
"Protector Wu, please help me subdue him!"
"So, we are inside the Heavenly Flame." Protector Wu frowned slightly and moved his gaze at Han Yuan, releasing a bit of his 8-Star Dou Ancestor aura to slow down the fiery tornado.
"Brat, you are so unlucky."
"Someone so young like you could actually push Han Feng into such a state, but unfortunately, this farce ends here."
"Surrender, and I might spare you the pain."
"..." Han Yuan was speechless. This guy just randomly appears and then starts pointing a finger at his face.
He almost wanted to laugh, but held back.
"Heh..." Han Yuan smiled faintly. "An 8-Star Dou Ancestor."
He gazed at Han Feng, "Do you think that summoning an 8-Star Dou Ancestor is enough to help you defeat me?"
"I thought you had something more in your sleeve, but..."
"You disappointed me..." After saying that, Han Yuan's aura burst and covered the whole tornado, if not the entire Crimson Death Desert, as well.
Ding!
The world seemed to freeze as Han Yuan's silver eyes flashed with purple silver electricity.
"Let's see if the Protector of Hall of Souls is worth the hype..." Han Yuan grinned with a rising fighting spirit. His long, wild black hair danced wildly as the Wind and Thunder Fury Flame entered a frenzy state.