Urban Supreme Medical Saint-Chapter 1804 - 1800: The Crazy Spiritual Fire! (Four updates!)

Chapter 1804: Chapter 1800: The Crazy Spiritual Fire! (Four updates!)

Ren Feifan stretched out his hand, palm flat and facing upward. With a slight grip, a three-colored flame unexpectedly emerged from his palm.

The three-colored flame was dazzling to the extreme, carrying a mysterious power.

The Nine-turn Heart Flame, the Sky Demon Yin Fire, and a mysterious alchemical flame—though their rankings on the Spirit Flame List weren’t particularly high, falling somewhere around the hundreds, they were far from insignificant!

If they called it "Thousand Spirit Flames," there must be at least a thousand kinds of flames.

Yet, these three types of Spirit Flames were exceedingly rare treasures in both the secular world and the Hidden Gate.

At this moment, the three flames seemed to have a mutual restraining force, but upon closer inspection, one could discover that the Sky Demon Yin Fire was constantly trying to break through this delicate balance.

Utterly domineering!

It was clear that the Sky Demon Yin Fire was the strongest among the three flames.

Next was the Nine-turn Heart Flame.

Ren Feifan understood that this balance wouldn’t last long.

Once the balance collapsed, the three-colored flame in his hand would undoubtedly unleash a tremendously destructive force.

He had a faint feeling that this three-colored flame might become his ultimate trump card!

The weapon to crush all powerful opponents!

Ren Feifan took a deep breath, initially intending to test the power of the three-colored flame. But a second thought made him reconsider. The power of just the Nine-turn Heart Flame was already frightening!

Not to mention the Sky Demon Yin Fire, condensed from countless strands of demonic energy, as well as the other flame!

The combination of these three forces was wildly uncontrollable.

Once unleashed, the resulting force would undoubtedly be one of world-ending destruction.

After a few moments of deliberation, Ren Feifan decided to store the flame in his Dantian instead.

Just then, a figure emerged from a mysterious space—it was Feng Qingyang, the Sword God of Six Paths.

Feng Qingyang glanced at the three-colored flame in Ren Feifan’s hand, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Sect Leader, I hadn’t expected you’d also master the Thousand Spirits Fusion Fire Technique. Back when I was your age, I couldn’t even merge three Spirit Flames, yet you’ve already succeeded.

It seems this Thousand Spirits Fusion Fire Technique truly suits you." Feng Qingyang remarked casually.

Ren Feifan’s face lit up upon seeing Feng Qingyang appear, and he quickly said, "Elder Wind, though I’ve merged the three Spirit Flames, I don’t know how to handle this three-colored flame. I’m afraid that placing it in my Dantian would be more than I could bear."

Feng Qingyang nodded, hands clasped behind his back, and replied indifferently, "Sect Leader, you absolutely must not store the three-colored flame in your Dantian. Your body cannot support it. Moreover, while it may appear that the three flames are in balance, the Sky Demon Yin Fire is already beginning to consume the other two flames. This balance will soon collapse, and storing it in the Dantian would be a suicidal move!"

Ren Feifan’s face turned slightly pale; he knew Feng Qingyang wasn’t exaggerating. He asked again, "Then Elder Wind, what do you suggest I do? Should I use the flame directly?"

Feng Qingyang replied matter-of-factly, "Sect Leader, where exactly do you plan to use this flame? On this mountain range? Do you mean to blow this mountain to bits? Even if this method were feasible, it would undoubtedly cause widespread panic in the secular world. Moreover, the Heavenly Path of the secular world would never allow such a destructive force.

You might not even be able to make a move before the Heavenly Path wipes you from existence."

"If you don’t believe me, just look at the sky above your head!"

Instinctively, Ren Feifan raised his head to look at the heavens. Above his head, dark clouds roiled, with deep rumbling thunder coursing through them.

Yet the surroundings were clear and sunny!

Because Ren Feifan had been intensely focused on condensing the flame earlier, he hadn’t noticed this strange phenomenon. Now that he saw it, a chill crept down his spine.

Feng Qingyang noticed Ren Feifan’s shift in expression and stepped closer, saying, "Of course, Sect Leader, there’s no need to worry. This flame likely won’t erupt for another day. Moreover, there happens to be a source of salvation nearby for this crisis fire."

"What do you mean?"

Feng Qingyang chuckled, stretching out his hand to point toward the distant Thousand Buddha Temple.

"Lin Langtian of the Thousand Buddha Temple is an ancient Array Master with unparalleled expertise in formation arrays. Have him create a Trapped Flame Formation to contain this flame. When you need it, you can simply undo the formation and unleash it... Of course, that’s just one solution; I’m sure Lin Langtian has many other methods."

With that, Feng Qingyang completely disappeared.

Every minute he spent outside rapidly drained the Soul Dropping Stone. Once the Soul Dropping Stone was depleted, Feng Qingyang’s power would permanently vanish.

The mountaintop was left with only Ren Feifan.

Ren Feifan calculated the timing—Lin Langtian should be finishing his retreat soon. Perfect! He decided to head to the Thousand Buddha Temple and wait for him.

Ren Feifan carried the three-colored flame and set off for the Thousand Buddha Temple.

Upon arriving at Thousand Buddha Mountain, he spotted the old monk from their previous battle. The monk, knowing Ren Feifan was waiting for the temple’s patriarch to finish his retreat, arranged for him to wait patiently in a room.

But five hours passed, and there was still no sign of Lin Langtian completing his retreat.

Ren Feifan carefully observed the three-colored flame in his hand. The ghostly blue hue was gradually overwhelming the other colors; the Sky Demon Yin Fire was on the verge of breaking the balance of the three flames.

At this rate, the entire Thousand Buddha Temple would be doomed.

Anxiety bubbled in Ren Feifan as he paced back and forth.

Another five hours passed, and darkness fell across the sky.

The three-colored flame in Ren Feifan’s hand had completely transformed!

The Sky Demon Yin Fire had practically consumed most of the other flames! The balance was at its breaking point! The magnetic field of the room began to shift!

Ren Feifan quickly activated the Nine-turn Profound Technique, intending to resist the flame’s instability, but he discovered that the technique was utterly ineffective.

The old monk outside seemingly sensed that something was wrong and rushed in.

"Lord Ren, what’s going on here...?"

When he saw the three-colored flame in Ren Feifan’s hand, his expression drastically changed!

"The Flame of Three Spirits! How did you bring the Flame of Three Spirits here? And it’s clearly not fully stabilized! Are you trying to blow up our Thousand Buddha Temple?!"

So this three-colored flame was called the Flame of Three Spirits.

The old monk was visibly shaken. After all, in the secular world, cultivators who could control just a single Spirit Flame were incredibly rare!

Yet this young man controlled three flames at once—merged no less!

The old monk suppressed his shock, forming hand seals to summon a formation around the flame!

A ripple of the formation’s power spread outward, gradually stabilizing the surrounding magnetic field.

But within seconds, the Sky Demon Yin Fire turned violent, completely breaking the balance of the Flame of Three Spirits!

The formation shattered instantly!

"Urgh!"

The old monk spit out a mouthful of blood, his body staggering backward several steps before slamming into the door. The door splintered, shards of wood flying everywhere.

"Old mo—"

Ren Feifan was about to speak when he noticed the Flame of Three Spirits in his hand changing once again!

A three-colored lotus bloomed, suspended above his palm!

"Damn it, another lotus? Am I destined to be tied to lotus flowers in this lifetime or what?!"

Ren Feifan couldn’t afford to think more about it; he rushed outside!

The lotus’s energy had grown far beyond what he could endure!

Just as he stepped out, an elderly figure appeared before him.

It was Lin Langtian!

"Kid, hand over the Flame of Three Spirits to me at once!"