Only I Cultivate-Chapter 21: Black Flames

Feng Fan stepped out of his inner palace. What needed to be done inside was finished. His eyes snapped open, and he could feel the ghostly energy spreading through his entire body.

The energy poisoned both his body and soul, trying to consume him whole.

His skin cracked, his organs began to fail, and his mind began to falter.

In just a few seconds, he would die, or worse—come back as a ghost.

Feng Fan glared at the possessed teenager in front of him. He remembered how this ghost had killed five couples and planned to kill a sixth, leaving another child orphaned.

He thought of his parents from both worlds, the pain, sadness, and rage he felt when they were gone.

Feng Fan activated his cultivation technique, and the raging fire inside him exploded. Black flames spread from his inner palace, devouring the cold ghostly energy within him.

For the first time since she appeared, the possessed teenager's expression changed. She felt the intense flames trying to consume her.

She loosened her grip on Feng Fan's neck and tried to retreat, but Feng Fan grabbed her wrist.

A smile formed on his lips, but there was no joy in it, only fury.

"Going somewhere?" he asked with a cold smile that pierced the soul.

Chains materialized in Feng Fan's hand, wrapping around the teenager's arm and binding them together. Black flames erupted from Feng Fan's body and the chains.

The teenager's back bent in an impossible way, her body forming an inverted U as she screamed in agony.

Surprisingly, the teenager's body and skin remained unharmed, as if the flames were just an illusion. The black flames were attacking the ghost's soul directly, not the body she possessed.

"Did you like my gift? I made it just for you."

The ghost didn't seem to hear Feng Fan. It only screamed in pain, twisting the teenager's body in a desperate attempt to escape the flames.

Realizing it couldn't escape in this body, the ghost abandoned the teenager, who collapsed to the floor with a thud.

Feng Fan dismissed the chains, caught the teenager, and gently laid her on the ground. Once the ghost left the teenager's body, it didn't flee. Instead, it turned to Feng Fan, its eyes blazing with rage.

The ghost's mouth stretched unnaturally wide, opening nearly 30 centimeters, and it lunged at Feng Fan, its sharp teeth aiming straight for his head.

Even though Feng Fan had grown stronger, he knew he was no match for the ghost in front of him. But he couldn't back down now.

Feng Fan summoned the chains around his right fist and threw a punch. The ghost's teeth shattered on impact with the chains, and blue blood splattered across Feng Fan's fist.

Despite its broken teeth, the ghost kept biting down on Feng Fan's fist. Its arms and legs stretched out, wrapping around Feng Fan's body like a snake.

"Damn it!"

Trapped in the ghost's grip, Feng Fan struggled as the ghost moved its mangled mouth toward his neck. Reacting quickly, Feng Fan shifted the chains from his fist to his neck, barely blocking the ghost's bite in time.

Feng Fan had blocked the physical attack, but the ghost's cold energy still wrapped around him, trying to invade his body. The only thing keeping him alive was the black flames burning fiercely inside him.

But his cultivation was weak. He couldn't keep this up for long, and the more he used the chains, the faster his spiritual energy drained.

The ghost noticed the black flames weakening and let out a disturbing laugh. "KILL! KILL! KILL!"

It kept biting at Feng Fan's neck, ignoring its own injuries.

'Damn it, Luo Li, where are you?!'

Knowing he wouldn't last much longer if he kept using the chains, Feng Fan decided to gamble everything on his black flames.

As soon as the ghost bit the chains around his neck, he dismissed them and poured all his spiritual energy into the flames.

Focusing his energy on the flames was like throwing gasoline on a fire. The black flames erupted from his body, surging outward.

The ghost, still wrapped around Feng Fan, was hit directly. Half of its body was badly burned, and the force of the explosion sent it flying a few meters away.

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It writhed on the ground in agony.

Its already hideous face looked even worse now.

Exhausted, Feng Fan collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily. But a smile spread across his face as he watched the ghost suffer.

Feng Fan's happiness didn't last long. His spiritual energy was completely drained, but the ghost in front of him wasn't in the same state.

Though it couldn't heal its injuries easily, it eventually managed to suppress the black flames.

Slowly, it rose from the ground, glaring down at Feng Fan with pure rage. "KILL! KILL! KILL!"

The ghost's hands moved to its jaws, forcing them open unnaturally. It broke its own jaw, tearing its skin apart. Blue blood poured out like a fountain, pooling on the ground.

Feng Fan watched in disgust, feeling like he might throw up.

But it wasn't over yet. From inside the ghost's ruined body, another form emerged. This new body looked similar to the last one but without the burn marks.

It had shed its old body like a snake shedding its skin.

The new body turned to Feng Fan, its face twisted into a mad smile.

'Fucking disgusting!'

The ghost's long nails stretched toward Feng Fan's eyes. It noticed he was defenseless and no longer wanted to kill him quickly.

No, the ghost wanted to play with its prey, to make Feng Fan suffer far more than he had made it suffer.

Just as its nails were about to pierce Feng Fan's eyes, a barrier suddenly appeared, wrapping around the ghost and blocking its attack. Feng Fan glanced to the side and saw Luo Li standing there, her hands outstretched.

A smile spread across his face. "What took you so long?"

Then, he passed out.