The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 712: Heaven's Jealousy

As Tuoba Yan's mind wandered, Ling Feng's body began to undergo an incredible transformation. The furious energy of the White Scorching Flame burst from within, igniting his body in a raging fire.

Ling Feng's figure was like that of a man ablaze, the White Scorching Flame fiercely tempered him, as though it intended to burn him into ashes.

The White Scorching Flame, unrestrained and rebellious, was hardly something Ling Feng could easily subdue. Within his body, it launched a violent backlash, resisting being devoured so easily.

It must be known that even the Eleventh Prince of the Tianyang Empire dared to refine the Mystical Yellow Flame only under the protection of the mysterious woman in purple.

And yet, the White Scorching Flame was far more domineering, far more terrifying than the Mystical Yellow Flame. How could it be tamed so easily?

Crack! Crack!

Under the searing intensity of the White Scorching Flame, Ling Feng's bones slowly began to melt, turning into countless streams of fluid that flowed through his body.

Yet, his consciousness remained intact!

It was solely through sheer will that Ling Feng managed to maintain his body. His only lifeline now lay in devouring the White Scorching Flame!

Devour! Devour it all!

With an intense flash in his eyes, Ling Feng used the Art of Devouring Flame, forcing himself to consume the flame that was attempting to burn him alive.

At that moment, Ling Feng was entirely unhinged!

With his bones nearly liquified, his body twitched violently as his meridian gates opened, while the flames burned ever brighter.

At that point, it was solely Ling Feng's iron will keeping his physical form from collapsing.

"Be refined by me!!"

With a furious shout, Ling Feng erupted with waves of intense energy, blasting the cave walls around the river of magma and sending rocks flying in every direction. The molten lava rippled wildly, pouring down in torrents within the cave.

It's said that the path to transcendence requires countless trials!

Although his bones had melted from the flames, they weren't destroyed; instead, they seemed to be reforged, becoming even more refined. If he managed to survive and fully devour the White Scorching Flame, his body would undoubtedly reach new heights, becoming an indestructible weapon in human form.

"Refine! Refine! Refine!"

The White Scorching Flame burned more intensely, and as Ling Feng absorbed its fierce energy, his bones resonated with cracking sounds as his eighty-seventh meridian gate opened with a thunderous roar!

Then the eighty-eighth! Eighty-ninth! Ninetieth!

Ling Feng's reserve of true qi had already reached the brink of breakthrough, needing only an opportunity to push him over the edge. His body, transformed under the White Scorching Flame, had surpassed its own limits, allowing him to break through four meridian gates in succession, achieving the staggering feat of opening ninety meridian gates!

For nearly a thousand years, Ling Feng was likely the first martial practitioner to attain such a level!

Rumble!

At the moment his ninetieth meridian gate opened, the skies above the lake darkened, and thunder rumbled as pale purple Nine-Heavens Mystical Thunder tore through the sky, splitting the lake and crashing into the waters below.

Whoosh!

The lake water exploded from the impact of the thunder, creating towering waves. The demonic beasts in the lake frantically fled, unable to understand why lightning had suddenly struck, creating such a terrifying scene.

It turned out that as Ling Feng broke through the ninetieth meridian gate, he drew upon heaven's jealousy, summoning Nine-Heavens Mystical Thunder to strike.

Heaven's jealousy was a phenomenon where someone displayed talents so monstrous that even the rules of nature grew envious, attempting to destroy them with thunder.

Typically, such a tribulation was only triggered by those experts of the emperor realm. At minimum, a major breakthrough in cultivation was needed to attract lightning tribulation. But Ling Feng's monstrous talent defied the norm!

To draw heaven's jealousy with ninety meridian gates was something of legend, a feat perhaps only seen in the mythic era of the Primordials.

Rumble!

The already churning lake rose in enormous waves, as high as a hundred zhang, crashing towards the shores with an overwhelming force.

Sizzle!

The Nine-Heavens Mystical Thunder, shining like a meteor, tore through the water, piercing down into the subterranean cavern, crossing the river of magma, and striking directly onto Ling Feng's body.

Bang!

With an explosive sound, Ling Feng's body was battered again. His painstakingly condensed bones nearly shattered from the impact, while the White Scorching Flame, encountering the thunder, burned even brighter, strangely consuming the thunder's energy.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Nine-Heavens Mystical Thunder, defiant and unruly, was not so easily devoured by the White Scorching Flame. In this relentless chaos, Ling Feng's bones crackled with lightning patterns, the White Scorching Flame flickered, and he cried out from the excruciating pain.

The agony was thousands, even tens of thousands of times worse than the torment inflicted by the Tianbai Emperor's spiritual manifestation when it planted the first Heart Lock on him.

"I've devoured the White Scorching Flame; what's thunder to me? I'll devour it too!"

A fierce light burst from Ling Feng's eyes as his head nearly split apart under the flame's burning, but he held on, knowing that the slightest lapse in concentration would mean certain death.

"Refine it! Refine it all!"

His eyes bloodshot, Ling Feng's ninety meridian gates pulsed in unison, madly absorbing the ferocious energies of the White Scorching Flame and the Nine-Heavens Mystical Thunder.

A quarter-hour passed!

Then a second!

And a third!

After nearly an hour, his ninety meridian gates seemed to have reached their limit, unable to take in any more energy. The untamed force that remained surged wildly around the river of magma, shaking the cavern as though it would collapse at any moment.

Countless pockets of magma erupted, forming black mushroom clouds along the river's edge as the cave began to cave in, with rubble raining down, entombing Ling Feng and Tuoba Yan within.

Snap!

After a moment, a slender hand reached out from the rubble—it was Tuoba Yan, who emerged from the stones, covered in dust. At the moment the cavern had collapsed under the onslaught of wild energy, Ling Feng had completely devoured the White Scorching Flame!

Furthermore, with the power of the heavenly lightning tempering his body, his physical strength had advanced even further, surpassing that of Jiang Xiaofan by a great margin.

Of course, Jiang Xiaofan had yet to fully refine the Xuanwu blood, and his growth potential was immense. But Ling Feng would likely never wish to endure the dual torment of lightning and fire again.

As for Tuoba Yan, having found a brief reprieve in Ling Feng's protection, had recovered enough energy to create a weak shield around herself.

She clung tightly to Ling Feng, who was still unconscious. Yet, she was relieved to feel that he had somehow survived the White Scorching Flame and Nine-Heavens Mystical Thunder's double trial. His body had been reformed by his final breakthrough.

Now, his skin was as soft and fair as that of a newborn, flushed with a healthy glow. He seemed less wild, but his appearance was even more striking.

Pushing aside the rocks that had pinned him down, Tuoba Yan couldn't care about propriety any longer, clutching Ling Feng tightly to her chest as tears streamed down her face.

"Ling Feng, are you alright?"

Holding him closely, Tuoba Yan sat amidst the rubble, helpless in the desolate cavern. Although some of her strength had returned, it wasn't nearly enough to escape.

She didn't fully understand the changes in Ling Feng, but sensing his faint heartbeat, she managed to stay calm, holding him tightly. In such a hopeless place, it was her only sense of security.

Unbeknownst to her, Ling Feng had not only survived, but his entire being had elevated to new heights. His bones, tempered by the White Scorching Flame, had also absorbed the mystical thunder's energy, becoming indestructible. In the end, he had turned disaster into fortune.

However, this was the kind of blessing few would survive!