The Supreme Martial Expert of the Female CEO
Chapter 1987 - 1984: Departure
"Hmph, even if you self-destruct the Hammer of Flame, it cannot withstand my Fiery Twin Dragon Dance!" The Fire Witch had great confidence in her technique.
Sure enough, although Ling Feng’s Hammer of Flame had a powerful explosive force, since it didn’t explode directly on the Fire Dragons, those two Fire Dragons, although impacted, were not destroyed and continued charging towards Ling Feng with their half-intact bodies.
Ling Feng squinted his eyes, raised his hands, and instantly a wall of flame appeared in front of him.
Although Ling Feng had many ways to seemingly resist the impact of the Fire Dragons, he had previously agreed with the Fire Witch to only use the Power of the Origin of Fire in their duel, so he did not use other Powers of Laws.
Boom! The two Fire Dragons fiercely collided with Ling Feng’s wall of fire. With a cracking sound, Ling Feng’s fire wall collapsed, and at the same time, the two Fire Dragons dissipated into the air.
However, at that moment, the initially dissipated Fire Dragons suddenly condensed into a ray of golden light and shot into Ling Feng’s body.
The distance was simply too close, and Ling Feng hadn’t even reacted when he got hit.
"Ling Feng, you were too careless!" The Fire Witch’s lips curled into a smile, "My technique is not so easy to escape from. Inside my Fire Dragons is an attack containing the most refined Origin Flame!"
Ling Feng was at a loss for words at this moment. The golden light that shot from within the Fire Dragons turned into a scorching aura and spread throughout his body almost instantly upon entering.
This golden light wasn’t exactly strong, but it was enough to throw the Fire Element within Ling Feng into a frenzy, beyond his control.
"If I can’t control the fire element within a short period of time, I may very well be devoured by the out-of-control Fire Element in my body!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth, attempting once more to control the rampaging Fire Element.
"It’s useless!" Realizing Ling Feng’s effort, the Fire Witch shook her head, "Unless you expel all of the Fire Element from your body, otherwise, you’ll only suffer more until the Fire Element within devours you!"
Pausing for a moment, the Fire Witch continued, "Of course, if you’re truly helpless, I can also extract this strand of Origin Power, after all, I do not wish to kill you..."
"No need!" Ling Feng looked up at the Fire Witch and smiled, "A mere strand of Power of the Origin of Fire can’t do anything to me!"
As soon as the words fell, a strange white flame suddenly rose on the surface of Ling Feng’s body. Under the burn of this white flame, Ling Feng’s expression gradually relaxed a lot.
"This flame is..." The Fire Witch felt the power of this white flame, and a strange brilliance could not help but appear in her eyes.
"This is the Flame of Nirvana!" Ling Feng spoke calmly, "Though the Fire Element signifies the Force of Destruction, but things reach their extreme and can reverse; at the end of destruction is rebirth. This is the Flame of Nirvana I have comprehended."
Under the burning of the Flame of Nirvana, the strand of Origin Flame the Fire Witch had thrust into Ling Feng’s body was quickly converted into Ling Feng’s own power.
The Fire Witch seemed to realize something as well, she closed her eyes, sitting cross-legged on the ground, a lotus made of flame appeared beneath her, and its massive fiery petals enveloped her.
"It seems she realized something from my Flame of Nirvana." Watching this scene, Ling Feng murmured to himself. Since he and the Fire Witch were having a friendly duel, not a fight to the death, Ling Feng did not attack upon seeing the Fire Witch gain insight but chose to protect her instead.
Quickly, a few hours passed, the lotus beneath the Fire Witch gradually dissipated, and she reappeared in front of Ling Feng.
"Did you have an epiphany?" Ling Feng asked.
The Fire Witch nodded, then shook her head and said, "I merely felt a Power of the Origin I hadn’t realized before from your Flame of Nirvana, just had a touch of inspiration! If I want to continue comprehending, it will take a long time."
Pausing, the Fire Witch looked at Ling Feng, "Ling Feng, thank you, without you, I don’t know how long it would take to perfect my Origin Flame. As a token of gratitude, take this!"
She held out her hand, and in it appeared a crystal-clear, red crystal.
"This is..." Sensing the pure and surging power within the red crystal, Ling Feng was somewhat surprised.
"This is the Heart of Flame I condensed!" the Fire Witch explained, "Anyone who fuses with this Heart of Flame could comprehend the Power of the Origin of Fire. Take this as my thanks."
Ling Feng took the Heart of Flame, a hint of heat in his eyes. He knew well the value of the Heart of Flame; it was equivalent to the legacy of a Half-step Immortal expert.
"Thank you, Fire Witch!" Ling Feng said earnestly, "If possible, I hope we can meet again."
"We definitely will, though next time I should have broken through to the Immortal Realm!" The Fire Witch declared confidently, "Ling Feng, I look forward to crossing paths with you again!"
With that, the Fire Witch’s figure flickered and vanished into a streak of firelight.
Phew! Ling Feng exhaled, reflecting on his days in the Ghostly Ruins, it felt like a lifetime ago! He had gone through so much.
But thankfully, it was all over, and for Ling Feng, it was quite fulfilling. Not only had he obtained the Painter’s legacy, but even acquired a Chaos Supreme Treasure for himself.
"Let’s set off!" Ling Feng wore a slight smile and then, in a flicker, flew towards the exit of the Ghostly Ruins.
Without the Chaotic Octagonal Linglong Tower, the space of the Ghostly Ruins had subtly started to fracture, yet Ling Feng encountered no obstructions, smoothly making his way through the exit.
Upon leaving the Ghostly Ruins, the cracking sounds echoed from behind, turning back, Ling Feng saw it crumble and disintegrate into the Ancient Ruins in an instant.
A torrent of powerful spatial turbulence confronted him, yet it caused Ling Feng no harm.
Watching the gradually vanishing Ghostly Ruins, an indescribable emotion flashed through Ling Feng’s eyes. The Ghostly Ruins had long been on the verge of extinction, only sustained by the support of the Chaotic Octagonal Linglong Tower.
Now that the Chaotic Octagonal Linglong Tower departed, the demise of the Ghostly Ruins is justified! Along with its annihilation, the countless beings living there perished too!
I have not killed Boren, yet Boren died because of me! In some sense, the lives within the Ghostly Ruins perished at Ling Feng’s hand!
Yet Ling Feng knew, that to save his homeland, he had to bear such a sin!
"All I can do is keep true to myself," Ling Feng sighed, then turned and flew deeper into the Ancient Ruins.