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"Bastard, that guy is truly despicable, actually using such underhanded tricks."
Perhaps it was simply the darker side of human nature. At this moment, Xiao Yan conveniently ignored the fact that he had tried to assassinate Lin Feng several times before, and instead furiously cursed the other party's shamelessness.
As for Gu Xun'er, she naturally stood firmly on Xiao Yan's side. Thinking about how her Big Brother Xiao Yan had almost lost his life this time, her expression turned icy cold as well. "That bastard, if I get my hands on him, I'll skin him alive."
"Boom!"
Before she even finished speaking, an intense explosion erupted, echoing through Falling Star Pavilion like a sudden crack of thunder.
"Ah!"
Following that came waves of agonized screams from countless people. Inside the room, Xiao Yan and Gu Xun'er instinctively turned toward the direction of the explosion.
"Not good, that's the Medicine Mountain. Xun'er, hurry, tell the other powerhouses in Falling Star Pavilion to go check what happened over there!"
Xiao Yan instantly recognized the location. Having lived here for quite some time, he reacted immediately. That sound came precisely from Falling Star Pavilion's Medicine Mountain. Thinking of the many precious medicinal herbs there, how could he sit still?
Seeing Xiao Yan try to get up again in agitation, Gu Xun'er quickly pressed him back onto the bed and said, "Big Brother Xiao Yan, you're injured. Rest for now, I'll go take a look outside."
With that, she hurriedly left the room.
"Hehe, I didn't expect Falling Star Pavilion's Medicine Mountain to have so many good things. This haul is huge."
Just as Gu Xun'er rushed out, a graceful figure shot away from the direction of the Medicine Mountain, lightly touching the storage ring on her finger with evident delight.
Judging from her expression, her harvest was undoubtedly enormous. She didn't linger. In a flash, she sped away from the Falling Star Pavilion grounds. As for the naturally formed concealing array around the pavilion, it was as if it didn't exist to her at all.
When Gu Xun'er and several strong fighters led by Feng Zun Zhe arrived at the Medicine Mountain, what greeted their eyes were only corpses—several alchemists of the pavilion and the disciples who managed the medicinal fields.
The once lush herb gardens had been stripped bare. Not a trace remained.
"Damn it, who the hell dares cause trouble in my Falling Star Pavilion?!"
Seeing the medicinal resources accumulated over decades be completely taken in one sweep, Feng Zun Zhe nearly coughed up blood from rage.
These rare herbs—aside from the small portion used internally—were mostly those personally planted by Yao Chen years ago. Now, not only had they not used even a bit… everything had been taken by that thief.
Thinking of this made Feng Zun Zhe's head spin.
"It was Lin Feng. It must be Lin Feng again," Gu Xun'er suddenly said, after a brief moment of silence.
"Lin Feng?"
Hearing this name, the infuriated Feng Zun Zhe froze for a moment. Then he remembered—wasn't that the brat who nearly killed Xiao Yan not long ago?
"Damn kid! If you ever fall into my hands, I'll tear you apart!"
Thinking of how the decades of herbs he guarded for Yao Chen had been stolen in one go, Feng Zun Zhe hated Lin Feng to the core.
However, the people of Falling Star Pavilion did not know… their nightmare had only just begun today. Because a cute little… big demon had already set her eyes on them.
Of course, Lin Feng, who was inside the Void Lightning Pool, was completely unaware of what was happening outside. After nearly three months, he had finally reached the critical moment of absorbing the Three Thousand Burning Flame.
At a certain spot on the outer edge of the Void Lightning Pool, a slightly thin figure sat cross-legged. On his body, an incredibly deep purple-brown flame surged and rolled endlessly.
Each time that flame churned around him, the vast sea of purple-black fire outside—its boundaries impossible to see—would ripple violently as though stirred by a tempest. However, the figure within the flames paid no attention to these disturbances.
Ever since he had closed his eyes, nearly three months had passed. During these three months, his body had not moved in the slightest. Even his breathing had become so faint it was almost nonexistent.
If not for that thin thread of life force still lingering around him, Dan Chen, who was watching from hundreds of miles away, would have long rushed over to check whether he had died.
As he sat motionless like an old monk entering nirvana, faint strands of purple-brown flame seeped into his body from every direction. They wrapped around his inner organs like delicate vines, tempering his skin, muscles, and even bones in a strange, forging-like manner.
Under this purple-brown tempering, Lin Feng's skin—which once carried a faint golden sheen—gradually turned pale. But rather than seeming weak or feminine, this change instead made his body appear even more solid, filled with a compressed sense of explosive power.
"Wuuu—"
No one knew how long it had been when suddenly, massive streams of purple-brown flame burst outward from every pore of his body.
The flames shot out with such speed that as they violently cut through the air, the friction produced a chilling, low wailing sound. Once the Heavenly Flames escaped, they swirled above his head, gathering together into an enormous purple-brown flaming dragon.
The dragon's massive body then dropped downward and completely swallowed Lin Feng's figure inside.
"Roar!"
A moment later, the purple-brown flame dragon abruptly raised its colossal head. Its jaws opened, releasing a world-shaking roar that resounded through the dead-silent Void Lightning Pool.
"Boom!"
As the roar erupted, the previously calm purple-black flames instantly went berserk.
In an instant, it was as if they were being drawn by an irresistible force, gathering into countless purple-brown fire lines that surged wildly into the flaming dragon's open maw. The more purple-brown flame the dragon devoured, the deeper and more intense the color of its scales became.
Eventually, under Dan Chen's astonished gaze from afar, those dark violet patches transformed into actual dragon scales. As time passed, those scales became even more vivid—so lifelike they seemed real.
"Roar!"
Even though the flaming dragon devoured the flames with all its might, the purple-black fire sea surrounding Lin Feng was simply too vast. No matter how desperately it swallowed, it still couldn't consume the entire sea of flames.
After all, these flames were condensed star fire accumulated over countless years—power gathered by the Three Thousand Burning Flame itself. To fully absorb such a thing was difficult, even for Lin Feng, who had already ascended to Dou Zun.
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