Chapter 261 Ten Suns Sacred Flame, Blue Sacred Flame (2000 words added to the previous chapter)

Luo Jin looked at Yan Chu with a complex expression.

She was dressed in green palace attire, her figure tall and slender, standing gracefully in the high sky.

"What do you plan to do next?"

"What do you mean, what do I plan to do?"

Yan Chu turned his head, not understanding what she meant.

Luo Jin's fair, jade-like face tightened, and she said irritably:

"You killed all the guards of Northern Mang, and even the Third High Priest died at your hands. He was the Third High Priest of the Longevity Cult. There is no possibility of peace talks anymore."

"What does that have to do with me?"

Yan Chu's words almost made Luo Jin lose her composure. He didn't seem to take the war between the Great Jin Dynasty and Northern Mang to heart at all.

He remained indifferent, as if it were none of his business.

"Wait for me here!"

Without giving Luo Jin a chance to speak, Yan Chu flashed away, turning into an invisible breeze and disappearing into the distance.

"This jerk!"

Luo Jin gritted her teeth. He had killed to his heart's content, wiping out all the people from Northern Mang, leaving her to clean up the mess.

Yan Chu turned into a Nine Heavens Profound Wind, traveling hundreds of miles in an instant, and appeared on an uninhabited mountain.

He summoned the System panel.

【host: Yan Chu】

【Cultivation: Divine Treasury Realm Celestial Being Expert (Spiritual Divine Treasury)】

【Cultivation Technique: Heaven-Changing Earth-Striking Great Art (Mastery of Reincarnation 2159391 / 3000000), Nine Yang Divine Art (First Layer 1 / 5000)】

【Martial Skill: Hun Tian Four Absolutes (Perfection)】

【Experience Points: 980000】

Although the guards Northern Mang sent this time were experts, there weren't many of them. Including the General, there were only four Supreme Grandmasters and six Great Grandmasters.

But that didn't matter; there were still several waiting in Soaring Province.

Another huge amount of experience points.

"Ding!"

"Detected that the host possesses two types of Internal Skill Mind-Cultivation Techniques. Do you wish to consume 10,000 experience points to convert Three Points Returning to Origin Qi into the higher-ranked Nine Yang Divine Art?"

Well!

Last time it was converted from Nine Yang to Three Points Returning to Origin Qi, and now it had to be converted back.

Although the names were the same, they were two completely different Cultivation Techniques internally. Yan Chu still felt it was somewhat absurd.

"Convert!"

Boom!

As soon as Yan Chu finished speaking, the experience points were deducted. The thick True Qi in his body, which had been a blend of Wind, Cloud, and Frost, began to change, transforming into a terrifying True Qi that was extremely Yang, explosive, and domineering.

Unlike the True Qi of the Jin-style Nine Yang, which was warm and long-lasting, and could harmonize Yin and Yang after reaching Major Achievement, the Dragon-Tiger Nine Yang followed the path of extreme Yang. Although extreme Yang would also give birth to Yin, its ultimate means was to absorb the extreme Yang Qi of heaven and earth to forge the Ten Suns Sacred Fire.

During the process of Cultivate, if one was careless, it was very likely that the practitioner would burn themselves to death.

Of course, Yan Chu naturally had no such worries.

Who told him to have a System?

Those without a System could only worry about self-immolation and practice cautiously...

I, at least, am not worried...

A vast, masculine, and terrifying aura gradually rose from Yan Chu.

On the mountain where he stood, the accumulated snow melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into snow water and flowing down the mountain.

Where he stood, the rocks beneath him became soft and crimson, Yang Qi overflowing, and the entire mountaintop was as hot as a steamer.

【Cultivation Technique: Nine Yang Divine Art (Ninth Layer 1463900 / 1500000)】

【Experience Points: 970000】

"Oh? The Ninth Layer is almost at Perfection?"

Yan Chu was a bit surprised.

Although Three Points Returning to Origin Qi was strong, compared to the Dragon-Tiger Gate Nine Yang Divine Art, whose ultimate means could destroy the world, it was still far behind.

He had thought that after converting to the Nine Yang Divine Art, it would be at most around the middle of the Ninth Layer, but he hadn't expected it to be almost at Perfection.

However, upon reflection, it was understandable.

Although the Realm of Three Points Returning to Origin Qi was at Perfection, Yan Chu had opened the Spiritual Divine Treasury, and his total amount of True Qi had long since exceeded the limits of Three Points Returning to Origin Qi. Although he hadn't yet opened the Qi Sea Divine Treasury, it was far beyond that of an ordinary Peak Supreme Grandmaster.

It was not surprising to have this level.

"Then... let's add all the experience points to the Nine Yang Divine Art!"

Yan Chu whispered to himself.

Boom!

Experience points were cleared to zero. A terrifying Yang Qi surged in, and with a click, it felt as if something had been opened in his body. His Meridians and Qi Sea, which had been almost bursting, seemed to have found an outlet.

...

...

In Yan Chu's Qi Sea, a mysterious ancient well spiraled up, then grew larger and widened at a speed visible to the naked eye, occupying the very center of his Qi Sea.

All the True Qi in the Qi Sea poured into it in one go.

It seemed bottomless; even after absorbing all the True Qi in the Qi Sea, it was still immeasurable.

Qi Sea Divine Treasury, formed!

The Qi Sea Divine Treasury replaced the original Qi Sea, becoming the container for all his True Qi. A rich and vigorous Yang Qi rose from the Divine Treasury, turning into blue flames that scorched Yan Chu's tendons, bones, and flesh. From the inside out, it turned him into a burning torch.

Whoosh!

The blue flames did not stop, extending from under his feet.

A mountain a thousand feet high began from the top, where a small blue flame grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, soon covering the entire mountaintop, and then continuing downward.

All the stones, grass, and trees on the mountain were ignited silently, and the mountain lowered bit by bit.

In a short while, the entire mountain disappeared, directly turning into a pool of magma under the flames.

The blue flames burned fiercely above the magma.

Swish!

Yan Chu raised his hand, and the flames covering several miles below contracted and gathered, turning back into a palm-sized flame that disappeared into his palm.

If he left it alone, this blue flame could burn forever without extinguishing.

Neither heavy rain nor snow could extinguish it. Even if a Celestial Being Expert arrived, they would find it extremely troublesome and might even be burned to charcoal by this flame.

Ten Suns Sacred Fire was just that domineering.

【Cultivation Technique: Ten Suns Sacred Fire (Blue Flame 933900 / 3000000)】

"The name of the Cultivation Technique has changed!"

After the Nine Yang Divine Art reached the Ten Suns level, it was almost no longer the same technique as the early Nine Yang. The Ten Suns Sacred Fire forged was stronger layer by layer.

From Blue Flame, Purple Flame, Green Flame, to the final eternally inextinguishable World-Destroying White Flame, the Rank of this Cultivation Technique had long exceeded the limits that this world could contain.

Yan Chu now had the content of the Cultivation Technique deeply imprinted in his mind.

He knew that once the Blue Flame level reached Perfection, it would probably be the ultimate destructive power in this world. If he broke through to the Purple Flame level, perhaps even those who had achieved the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown would be burned to death by a single flame, right?

Hoo...

Yan Chu exhaled slowly, melting a vacuum trail into the air in front of him.

The magma flowing below was emitting waves of heat, unable to cool down for a while. Seeing this, an unspeakable, terrifying suction force emanated from Yan Chu, drawing all the heat on the ground below into his body. The magma quickly cooled, turning into a dry, cracked slope slightly higher than the flat ground.

For a Celestial Being Expert, changing the terrain was as simple as eating and drinking.

No wonder he rarely heard of battles at the Heavenly Human level before. Perhaps this type of person had a tacit understanding that they should stay away from densely populated areas during a major battle.

Otherwise, this would simply be a disaster for ordinary people.

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During the time Yan Chu went north with Princess Yun Shu's wedding procession, the situation in the entire world was changing, almost changing day by day.

On the 26th of the first lunar month, ever since Grand Tutor Yuwen Xuan was seriously injured and fled, the rebel army of Xue Bai had taken Soaring Province City almost without bloodshed, and the army was rapidly advancing towards the entire Soaring Province.

In Wude County, Soaring Province, on top of the Zuiyue Tower.

Zuiyue Tower was originally one of the most luxurious restaurants in Wude County, but after the news spread that Heavenly King Xue's rebel army had invaded Soaring Province, the scene in the county was desolate, and almost no one could be seen.

The powerful and wealthy people in the city had already received the news, led their families to flee Wude County early, and escaped towards Yongzhou in the east.

The common people who could not escape had also heard some rumors, and every household closed their doors tightly, not daring to appear on the street.

There were only two middle-aged men sitting and drinking on Zuiyue Tower.

The middle-aged man on the left was wearing a black brocade robe with dark patterns, and the cuffs were embroidered with the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas. His eyes flowed with turbid luster, which was very different from ordinary people's pupils.

He looked through the window, far towards the west, and said lightly:

"Xue Bai has gained momentum, and his Luck has turned into the form of a python swallowing a dragon. The Great Jin Dynasty does not have much time left."

The middle-aged man sitting opposite him had a simple and ancient face, wearing a green robe, and his eyes were deep as he said:

"The Great Jin's national Luck has declined to the extreme. Next, it will definitely be a time of contention among heroes. It is still too early for Xue Bai to sit firmly in that position!"

The black-robed middle-aged man laughed softly:

"It doesn't matter. Xue Bai has swallowed Soaring Province, and his Luck has risen greatly. His cultivation will inevitably rise steadily, and he will open the second Divine Treasury in a very short time."

"When he captures Central Province, the third Divine Treasury will probably not be far off. By then, with the cultivation of Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, it will be enough to re-establish a new dynasty."

The green-robed middle-aged man took a sip of wine from his cup and asked lightly:

"In that case, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion intends to bet on Xue Bai?"

"Not so!"

The black-robed middle-aged man shook his head and said:

"It is just following the trend. The Mandate of Heaven is with Xue Bai; it is the Mandate of Heaven betting on him, not my Heavenly Secret Pavilion!"

"There's no difference."

The green-robed middle-aged man stood up and came to the window. He saw the sky in the distance covered in black, and intense Evil Qi flooded the wilderness. The bell ringing from the city tower of Wude County resounded throughout the city.

"The rebel army is here! Run quickly!!!"

The soldiers on the city tower had no fighting spirit. Looking at the dark crowd of people in the distance, they panicked and said:

"Where is the County Magistrate? Where did the General go?"

"They ran away long ago! Let's run too!!!"

"Where to run? My father and mother are still in the city!"

Outside Wude County, an army of tens of thousands of soldiers was rushing over.

The number was not large, but they were all elite soldiers who had experienced many battles.

These people formed a battle formation, and a blood-red aura faintly connected into a huge blood tiger above. With the roar of the blood tiger, the sky became windy, and the city ahead trembled in front of the blood tiger.

Looking at the 'Pan' banner in the formation, the leader was Pan Sui, a great General under Heavenly King Xue.

Boom!

Just as the guards on the city tower were in a mess, the long spear in Pan Sui's hand flew out of his hand, crossing several miles, and landed on the city tower like a blood-red rainbow.

Rumble!

The Wude city tower collapsed under this spear, the city gate was shattered, and thick smoke rose, accompanied by countless screams and pleas for mercy.

"Ah!!! My leg!!!"

"Commander, let's surrender! The County Magistrate and the others have all run away!"

On another section of the intact city wall, a General wearing iron armor shouted loudly at the people outside the city:

"General Pan, we are willing to surrender. Please stop and spare the common people in the city!"

Pan Sui took another long spear handed over by his subordinate. As he ran, his heavy body stepped on the ground, as if the entire ground was shaking.

A cruel smile appeared on his fat-faced face, and he roared:

"Brothers have attacked more than a dozen cities, and haven't fought a decent battle."

"Damn it!"

"Listen to my order, after entering the city, no swords shall be sheathed for three days!"

"Yes!!!"

The army behind responded loudly, everyone with excited Killing Intent.

They were people who feared nothing, otherwise, they wouldn't have followed Xue Bai to rebel, and many were even serious Jianghu criminals who had been imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison.

Since the army occupied Soaring Province City, most of the other cities had surrendered upon hearing the news, and there was very little direct resistance.

For many people in the army, not seeing blood for many days made them itch to kill.

Following Pan Sui's order, everyone rushed into the defenseless Wude City like a black torrent, and the entire city began to be covered with a layer of blood.

Screams began to ring out in every corner of the city.

"Ah!! Spare my life!!!!"

"Father! Mother!!!"

"Nannan! Sir, please spare my daughter!"

Splat!

A flower of blood bloomed on the ground, and the screams stopped abruptly.

In other places, there was no lack of resistance.

"Presumptuous! My Golden Blade Martial Arts Hall is not a place for you to run wild!"

"Bullshit Golden Blade Martial Arts Hall, brothers listen to the order, leave no one alive, grab all the women and property!"

"Hahaha! Kill!!!"

Snap! Bang...

Not long after, muffled sounds of fighting rang out in the Golden Blade Martial Arts Hall, and the plaque outside the martial arts hall fell down with a bang.

On Zuiyue Tower, the two middle-aged men looked at the chaos in the city below. An invisible energy lingered around the two of them, and even General Pan Sui, who had just flown over the city, failed to discover their figures.

Just now, the rebel army rushed into Zuiyue Tower, smashed it, and then left, rushing towards the surrounding wealthy families, looting and killing wantonly.

The green-robed middle-aged man had a mocking smile on his face,

"Is this the Mandate of Heaven?"

"Xue Bai raised an army in the name of resisting tyranny. Now, what they are doing is no different from the tyranny of the Great Jin, and even more cruel and lawless."

The black-robed middle-aged man shook his head and said indifferently:

"Every replacement of the old with the new will be accompanied by chaos and bloodshed. This is inevitable."

"After Xue Bai sits firmly in the position, he will naturally re-establish the rules."

"What you see is just what the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth lets you see. It has its own operating rules."

"Besides, you don't even care about your own daughter, when did you start caring about the life and death of these Mortals?"

The green-robed middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and said slowly:

"After you and I finished our apprenticeship, we each chose different paths. I just have a different Dao from you, not that I care about their life and death!"

"As you said, if Xue Bai's rebel army acts like this, the various forces in the world may not necessarily obey him. If forces like Qingyang Palace and Hanging Temple join the fray, his chances of winning will not be very high."

The black-robed middle-aged man smiled and continued:

"Hanging Temple probably won't."

"The Tuoshan Vajra of Nalanda Temple has already gone to Yongzhou. I'm afraid it won't be long before you hear the news that Hanging Temple has sided with Xue Bai!"