Chapter 1206, The Terrifying Yuan Demonic Burning

Translator: Silavin

  

*Boom! Boom!*

 

The great rumbling roars resounded endlessly beneath the lake.

 

Had an ordinary person witnessed this, their eyes would surely have gone wide with stupefaction. The Yuan Burning Lightning was a thing even Saints were loath to provoke, and yet Qin Yichen was treating it as a rare opportunity for training.

 

This jaw-dropping ‘cultivation method’ continued for nearly an hour. Though Qin Yichen had the support of Pills, this sustained battering still left him in considerable distress. What was more, it seemed that because so much energy had been poured in, its effect upon his body had grown exceedingly slight.

 

“Oh?” Just as Qin Yichen was preparing to abandon this reckless approach and instead weave his way around the Yuan Burning Lightning spheres ahead to descend, his figure came to an abrupt halt in mid-air, his gaze fixed rigidly on what lay directly before him.

 

Perhaps it was his utterly uninhibited crashing about that had triggered something far more dangerous within the Heaven Burning Array.

 

Before him, a cluster of Flaming World Energy burned in a fierce blaze, and what left one startled was the colour of this flame. It was no longer the familiar red. It was a peculiar, eerie black.

 

The black flame hung suspended in mid-air, utterly still, as though it were burning a hole through the very fabric of space itself.

 

What made Qin Yichen’s expression grow grave was that this flame seemed to possess a life of its own, writhing and rippling ceaselessly. Within that black fire, the shapes of strange beasts and human faces flickered in and out of existence, extraordinarily eerie.

 

Gazing at that cluster of black flame, Qin Yichen felt his scalp crawl. The corner of his mouth twitched sharply, and after a long moment, a faintly dry, low murmur finally escaped from between his lips.

 

“Yuan Demonic Burning…”

 

The Yuan Demonic Burning, like the Yuan Burning Lightning, was a product of the Heaven Burning Array, likewise condensed from the most pure World Energy.

 

However, compared to the Yuan Burning Lightning, the Yuan Demonic Burning was a full tier more fearsome.

 

This flame did not explode casually as the Yuan Burning Lightning did. But it possessed a capability that gave even Saints cause to dread it.

 

Whatever the Yuan Demonic Burning touched, be it Yuan Energy or even a Saint’s Saint Prestige, would be consumed and dissolved by it.

 

And so, even Saints who encountered the Yuan Demonic Burning had no choice but to yield three paces and take the long way around.

 

At this moment, Qin Yichen faced it as though facing a great enemy, his face set in complete solemnity. His Spiritual Energy spread across the surface of his body, suppressing the fluctuation of energy within him to its utmost. His body hung motionless in mid-air, not daring to shift by a fraction.

 

He knew that if he moved so much as an inch at this juncture, the Yuan Demonic Burning before him would very likely come sweeping toward him at once. Even if he had every confidence in his physical body, he could not guarantee that flesh alone could withstand its fearsome power.

 

“This thing is absolutely not to be provoked!” Qin Yichen murmured inwardly. Something that even Saints dared not provoke, he had no interest in the arrogance of believing he could endure it.

 

In this deadlock, after a long moment, Qin Yichen gritted his teeth and quietly summoned the Myriad Dao Divine Armour again. Right now, only by invoking it could he feel any measure of safety.

 

Only, even with the Myriad Dao Divine Armour’s defence being the sort to induce despair in one’s opponents, he had no way of knowing whether it could truly withstand that peculiar and dreadful Yuan Demonic Burning.

 

But just as Qin Yichen had barely donned the Myriad Dao Divine Armour, the Yuan Demonic Burning ahead suddenly seemed to sense something. That cluster of black flame shuddered violently, and in the next instant came shrieking outward, trailing a long black streak through space like a black meteor, hurtling straight at Qin Yichen.

 

Seeing the Yuan Demonic Burning stir, Qin Yichen felt cold sweat immediately break out across his back. At once, with barely a moment’s hesitation, his mind moved, and majestic Spiritual Energy came roaring out, rapidly condensing into a thick Spiritual Energy barrier before him.

 

However, this Spiritual Energy barrier, one sufficient to withstand a single blow from a Peak Stage Martial Ancestor, offered not the slightest resistance against that single cluster of black flame.

 

*Siii… Siii…*

 

The moment they made contact, the thick Spiritual Energy barrier Qin Yichen had laid down crumbled like beancurd, effortlessly torn apart, dissolving away at a terrifying speed.

 

*Siii…*

 

It was at this moment that Qin Yichen was given a first-hand lesson in the dreadfulness of the Yuan Demonic Burning. If it could even dissolve Spiritual Energy, then for an ordinary expert to be touched by it would mean certain death upon contact.

 

“Damn it!”

 

Qin Yichen’s expression changed, and he retreated explosively. Much as he coveted the Ten Thousand Year Old Earth Vein Liquid, set against his own life, the choice was clear, He remained entirely level-headed about it.

 

*Bang!*

 

And yet, contrary to Qin Yichen’s expectations, on the path he had come through, several Yuan Burning Lightning spheres had appeared at some unknown point. Upon contact, before he could so much as react, his body was sent hurtling forward by that terrifying force.

 

*Siii…*

 

In nearly the same instant, that cluster of black flame struck Qin Yichen in the chest. Fortunately, in the moment of contact, the Myriad Dao Divine Armour chest plate did not dissolve as his Spiritual Energy had.

 

Qin Yichen discovered that beneath the erosion of that flickering, writhing flame, the armour, which even remnant divine techniques had been unable to leave so much as a mark upon, was now undergoing some form of change.

 

*Hum…*

 

With a faint vibration, row upon row of white runic patterns emerged upon the ancient armour’s surface. And as those runes appeared and grew clearer, that black flame was, astonishingly, suppressed, unable to dissolve it after all.

 

As the white runes grew sharper and more defined, Qin Yichen’s entire being was bathed in that white radiance. The armour, which had looked plain, even battered, became imposing and magnificent at this moment. Viewed from afar, Qin Yichen clad in that armour resembled nothing so much as a Divine Deity, immense and commanding.

 

At this moment, Qin Yichen had no leisure to examine the armour’s changes. His gaze was locked, unmoving, upon the black flame adhered to the armour’s surface.

 

What astonished him was this: the Yuan Demonic Burning, which seemed capable of dissolving all things, had begun to settle and grow quiet. Evidently, it was being suppressed by those white patterns.

 

At last, under Qin Yichen’s watchful and wary gaze, that cluster of black flame ceased its writhing, and like something tamed, it floated in perfect stillness before Qin Yichen’s chest.

 

Staring at that black flame, a look of puzzlement rose in Qin Yichen’s eyes. He could sense that within the flame, the dreadful dissolving power was still present. But beneath those white runic patterns, it seemed to have submitted, not stirring in the slightest.