Chapter 2383: Chapter 2381: Ancestor of All Flames
"What’s going on?"
Xuan You, hidden in the shadows, was completely bewildered at this moment.
"Have Huo Lingtian and the others been taken out? Why do I have no memory of it at all? How was Feng Wuchen’s reincarnation spell broken? What exactly is happening?"
Xuan You had no idea what had transpired.
"Did Long Xiaoyang do all this?" Xuan You speculated but quickly dismissed the thought.
"Then what about my injuries? If Long Xiaoyang eliminated Huo Lingtian and helped Feng Wuchen break the reincarnation spell, I shouldn’t have been injured. If Long Xiaoyang acted, he would’ve probably killed me rather than just injuring me so simply."
"My injuries are from backlash! Which means Huo Lingtian’s reincarnation spell was forcibly broken! But Long Xiaoyang couldn’t possibly see through and completely eradicate a reincarnation spell! What exactly is going on?"
Even after exhausting his mind, Xuan You couldn’t figure out what happened, nor did he realize that some of his memory had been erased.
Everything was too bizarre, absolutely inexplicable.
However, Xuan You was backlashed because he had left a reincarnation spell mark within Huo Lingtian’s body. When the reincarnation spell was broken, Xuan You naturally suffered the consequences.
The only consolation for Xuan You was that he survived; Long Xiaoyang didn’t kill him.
Despite not knowing what happened, Xuan You concluded that the strong ones from the Seven Clans were slain by Long Xiaoyang.
Xuan You forcefully suppressed his shock, took out an elixir, and swallowed it.
"Nitian Reincarnation! Huo Lingtian previously controlled Feng Wuchen; he must know about Nitian Reincarnation. Given his alchemist realm and Feng Wuchen’s memories, he might also comprehend Nitian Reincarnation!"
"If Huo Lingtian can’t comprehend, I can control Feng Wuchen. If Huo Lingtian can do it, so can I."
"Besides, Long Xiaoyang and the others won’t stay in the Divine Realm for long."
Xuan You quickly thought of something and immediately vanished.
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First layer of the Divine Ring’s Samsara Tower.
Emperor Huang Yan stood with hands clasped behind, his thoughts unfathomable.
Before Feng Wuchen could speak, Emperor Huang Yan asked, "Feng Wuchen, do you believe in Heavenly Dao fate? Or destiny?"
Feng Wuchen paused, staring at Emperor Huang Yan in bewilderment, puzzled why such a transcendent being would ask him this.
Emperor Huang Yan’s cultivation was immeasurable, his understanding of the Heavenly Dao far surpassing Feng Wuchen’s fear.
"With your cultivation level, I don’t have the qualification to speculate, but shouldn’t you see more clearly than I do? The existence of Heavenly Dao fate, in front of seniors, I am merely a novice, but I do not believe in destiny." Feng Wuchen shook his head.
Emperor Huang Yan, an existence whose longevity was unfathomable, had a comprehension of fate much deeper and thorough than Feng Wuchen.
"What if I say one can see it yet unable to change it?" Emperor Huang Yan looked at Feng Wuchen, a trace of labyrinthian confusion in his old eyes.
"This..." Feng Wuchen heard and was lost in thought.
"I have meditated on Heavenly Dao for years, thinking fate is under control, only to realize it’s merely fate toying with us, impossible to escape," Emperor Huang Yan lamented.
"Are you referring to being trapped in the Samsara Tower?" Feng Wuchen probed.
Emperor Huang Yan looked at Feng Wuchen, not responding, anticipating Feng Wuchen to say more.
Feng Wuchen said softly, "All this talk about Heavenly Dao fate, destiny, I don’t believe in it. I only believe in myself and in strength. The existence of Heavenly Dao fate, isn’t it just an immeasurable force? To transcend it will end it; inability to escape fate only illustrates lack of power."
"To surpass the power of Heavenly Dao fate?" Emperor Huang Yan was taken aback.
Indeed, despite having reached such an immense cultivation level, he was still played by Heavenly Dao fate, indicating Heavenly Dao fate’s might.
Surpassing Heavenly Dao fate’s power to escape its control.
The Samsara Tower is testament enough. In front are stronger beings than Emperor Huang Yan, the ninety-nine mighty warriors atop the tower!
They, too, cannot escape Heavenly Dao fate!
But can one transcend the existence of Heavenly Dao fate?
Feng Wuchen smiled faintly, "In the end, it’s about formidable strength. I’m just speaking freely; don’t take offense, senior. But no matter what, my fate is mine alone to wield. No one, not even Heavenly Dao, has the right to control my destiny."
Though seemingly mild, the words carried supreme dominance and assertiveness.
"While what you said seems a bit naive, there’s a kernel of truth; Heavenly Dao fate is indeed a powerful force," Emperor Huang Yan nodded slightly, with the confusion in his aged eyes gradually dissipating.
Emperor Huang Yan’s words nearly made Feng Wuchen lose his temper.
Emperor Huang Yan actually deemed Feng Wuchen naive!
Though slightly irked, Feng Wuchen didn’t retaliate.
Overall, securing the legacy was paramount.
"Feng Wuchen, what the Chaos Ancestor mentioned as legacy doesn’t refer to power inheritance or cultivation enhancement," Emperor Huang Yan spoke.
"Then what is it?" Upon hearing this, Feng Wuchen felt gravely disappointed yet his curiosity remained.
"I am titled Emperor Huang Yan, most adept in fire. The legacy destined for you naturally pertains to fire, including fire attribute cultivation techniques and methods. However, my fire attribute cultivation isn’t suitable for you," Emperor Huang Yan said casually.
Upon hearing fire, Feng Wuchen grew more disheartened, possessing four types of Divine Fire within his body.
If the cultivation technique wasn’t suitable for Feng Wuchen, only the method remained.
Noticing Feng Wuchen’s disappointment, Emperor Huang Yan chuckled, "My fire isn’t any ordinary flame, and I know you’re an alchemist familiar with various flames within you. Yet compared to mine, yours are mere trash."
"Trash?" Feng Wuchen’s eyes nearly popped out.
Those are Divine Fires!
How did they become trash in this elderly man’s words?
"Believe it or not," Emperor Huang Yan laughed haughtily, "my flame is revered as the progenitor of all flames! The first fire birthed at the inception of the world!"
"What? Progenitor of all flames? The first fire?" Feng Wuchen nearly wet himself hearing this.
The progenitor of all flames, it certainly sounded like an immensely formidable existence.
"Unleash the flames within you," Emperor Huang Yan suggested with a soft smile.
With a sweep of his hand, Feng Wuchen summoned purple, black, gold, and cyan flames simultaneously, emanating extraordinarily terrifying auras.
Emperor Huang Yan smiled slightly, then extended his palm and sharply flexed his claws, unleashing a plume of white flame, ruthless and terrifying aura instantly engulfing the entire Divine Ring space.
Indescribably terrifying, indescribably domineering!
In an instant, Feng Wuchen’s four flames became severely weakened, akin to grandsons before grandfathers.
"Impossible!" Feng Wuchen’s eyes widened fiercely, sensing unprecedented danger from the white flame!
"This is the progenitor of all flames, the ancestor of the world’s myriad flames!" Emperor Huang Yan calmly stated.
