Personal Dormitory
Silver moonlight filtered through gauzy curtains, bathing the room in ethereal glow.
Fang Yang sat cross-legged on his bed, breath slow and steady, chest rising gently with each inhale, aura deep as an abyss.
As he opened his eyes, flames flickered in their depths—alive, ancient.
"The Tianhai Alliance Grand Tournament… finally concluded."
A faint smile touched his lips as memories surfaced:
- His Singles Championship
- Gu Yue's team's Team Victory
- Tang Wulin's Forging Crown—Class Zero's glory, unmatched.
Suddenly—his Heavenly Flame Orb trembled violently, resonating with unseen forces.
Fang Yang's consciousness plunged into its realm.
Reality twisted—the Heavenly Flame Plaza materialized:
23 towering pillars wreathed in unique flames, radiating apocalyptic power.
"What changes now?" he murmured, pacing the plaza.
His gaze swept the pillars, curiosity and anticipation mingling.
These Heavenly Flames were his path to transcendence.
Then—knowledge flooded his mind.
On the orb, the Green Lotus Core Flame rune blazed emerald.
"Is this all?" Fang Yang whispered, a hint of disappointment in his voice.
The orb held 23 sealed Heavenly Flames.
Each flame he devoured would unlock a fragment of its true power.
When all were consumed, the orb would awaken fully—revealing its ultimate form.
He surveyed the 23 pillars, then chuckled softly:
"Old friend—we've shared so much. Surely you're not hiding treasures from me?"
Silence answered—only crackling flames.
Fang Yang shrugged, unbothered.
He now wielded four Heavenly Flames:
Xuanhuang Flame, Myriad Beast Spirit Fire, Yin-Yang Twin Flame, Green Lotus Core Flame—each granting him terrifying power.
He raised his right hand—the Black Flame erupted in his palm, silent yet devouring, reality itself trembling.
"Black Flame…"
His eyes narrowed in contemplation.
The #1 Heavenly Flame had no fixed name.
Whichever flame survived the brutal devouring wars became supreme.
The Emperor Flame—born of conquest!
"If I consume 22 Heavenly Flames… fuse them via Flame Mantra…"
His eyes blazed, Black Flame surging, "I'll forge a NEW Heavenly Flame—retaining every essence!"
He named it: "Unburnt Black Flame!"
Decision made, his gaze locked onto a pillar wreathed in transparent flame—colorless, yet milky-white at peak intensity.
Fire born of heart, refining qi and bone—it forges inner fire endlessly, burning foes from within to ash.
"Heavenly Flame Rank 14—Fallen Heart Flame!"
Fang Yang's voice thrummed with hunger.
This flame was a cultivator's cheat code—accelerating training exponentially!
His spiritual power flicked—the Green Lotus Seat materialized.
As he sat upon it, cool serenity flooded his veins, calming mind and body.
His Heavenly Flame Orb shuddered, ancient runes on its surface igniting with golden light.
"Seal—Break!"
CRACK! CRACK!
Pillar seals shattered—transparent flame ROARED to life!
But—this Fallen Heart Flame had birthed full sentience!
It coalesced into a translucent fire serpent, darting to escape the moment unsealed!
"Sentient?!" Fang Yang gaped.
Before he could act—a GOLDEN TOWER erupted from the pillar!
BLINDING LIGHT—the serpent was PULVERIZED under its weight!
HISSSS!
The flame thrashed—useless against divine chains.
"The Blazing Sky Qi Refining Tower?!"
Fang Yang gasped—then moved instantly.
"Seal of Heaven's Ban—BIND!"
Golden runes caged the serpent, tower and seals forming dual imprisonment.
The serpent writhed—then stilled, compressed into a colorless seed, floating peacefully.
Fang Yang beckoned—the tower landed in his palm.
Knowledge surged into his soul:
"This is the Heavenly Flame Tower—forged to subdue all creation…"
He steeled himself, eyes fixed on the seed.
Time to devour.
Though he'd refined four Heavenly Flames, a sentient flame demanded utmost caution.
His palm ignited Black Flame, swelling into a colossal fire hand, SNATCHING the Fallen Heart Flame.
"Refine—Now!"
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