Breaking the Formation, the Enraged Yun Qianhang

The gazes of everyone from Jia Nan Academy were glued to Qin Han's staggering back.

Hu Gan's sleeve robe surged with earth-yellow Dou Qi. A palm-sized, solidified palm print took shape, ready to be unleashed at any moment.

"Mr. Yao Yan, Qin Han is going to break the formation, and he will definitely be discovered by Yun Qianhang. Please, assist me in blocking Yun Qianhang for just a moment to buy Qin Han some time."

Hu Gan's lips moved, his voice reaching Xiao Yan's ears.

"Vice... cough cough, you are too polite, old sir. I am also in a predicament, so I will naturally help with all my might."

After saying that, a black ruler's shadow protruded halfway from beneath his wide black robe.

The killing moves of the two were ready.

"Teacher, can he succeed?"

Xiao Yan silently asked in his heart.

Old Yao's voice was unusually tense: "That kid's affinity and control over flames are extremely bizarre. That wisp of Starflame Origin cannot be fake. This is the only variable.

But approaching the Formation Eye is just the beginning.

Yun Qianhang is not dead; once Qin Han makes a move, he will surely notice.

Little fellow, get ready. We have to stop him."

Qin Han's steps looked heavy and unsteady. The closer he got to the furnace, the higher the temperature rose.

The sweat on his forehead had barely seeped out of his skin before it was evaporated by the high heat into salt stains, caking tightly against his skin, only to be soaked through again by new sweat.

Suddenly, less than ten feet to his left, a wandering crimson figure stopped.

"Eyes" formed by two flickering flames slowly turned toward Qin Han.

He's been spotted?!

Qin Han's heart leaped into his throat.

He couldn't run, he couldn't show fear, and he couldn't even make any large-scale defensive movements.

In a flash, he gritted his teeth and quietly retracted the Fallen Heart Flame protecting his body.

Almost simultaneously, the pervasive dark red fire poison in the surroundings immediately surged in through the gap in his defenses!

"Hmph—!"

A muffled groan was squeezed out of Qin Han's throat.

Brutal, scorching hot!

This was Qin Han's first impression of the fire poison.

The strangely corrosive energy, like molten iron mixed with shards of broken glass, slammed into the meridians of his left arm.

The real pain of being eroded by the fire poison made Qin Han's body tense up sharply. The color drained from his face in a flash, and he staggered, nearly collapsing to the ground.

"This kid... does he have to act so realistically?"

The few people behind him couldn't help but whisper.

The flames in the eyes of the Dou King Fire Spirit Body flickered a few times before shifting away.

Qin Han lay on the scorching hot rock, gasping for air. Every breath he took made his lungs ache.

However, using this moment to catch his breath, he had shortened the distance to the furnace to less than twenty zhang.

Looking from this distance, the Myriad Fire Furnace was no longer just a huge artifact; it was more like a living, dark red mountain of flesh.

The complex runes on the furnace body were pulsing slightly like blood vessels as energy was infused into them.

Around the furnace, the changes in the Fire Spirit Body that had first received the energy infusion were already visible to the naked eye.

Where the flames receded, skulls, eye sockets, and necks were revealed... blurred yet real human faces were emerging.

Yun Qianhang greedily scanned the disciples transforming below, the corners of his mouth twitching upward uncontrollably.

"Soon... it will be soon..."

"Hm?"

Suddenly, a powerful energy fluctuation rapidly condensed somewhere in the Starflame-wreathed plaza.

When Yun Qianhang waved his robe to shake away the Starflame blocking his view, an emerald green fire needle, no thicker than a strand of hair, was shooting out from Qin Han's hand!

Even he felt a hint of alarm at that destructive energy!

"Fal... Fallen Heart Flame?!"

Sensing that familiar aura, Yun Qianhang froze on the spot as if struck by lightning. The pupil of his normal eye suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.

But Qin Han would not hesitate at all.

"Attack—!!!"

Before the fire needle was even thrown, his roar had already reached those behind him.

Sharp light shot from Hu Gan's eyes. Ignoring the erosion of the fire poison, he unleashed a Dou Technique condensed from powerful Dou Qi, which swept towards Yun Qianhang's head.

"Town Mountain Seal!"

From the side and rear, Xiao Yan sensed Qin Han summoning the Green Lotus Core Flame. The moment the two flames merged, his mind went blank for a split second, a roar echoing through his consciousness.

But Qin Han's roar, followed by Hu Gan's unhesitating eruption of power, pulled him back to reality like a thunderclap.

At this life-or-death juncture, there was no room for the slightest hesitation!

"Flame Wave Splitting Ruler!"

"Stop it!!!"

Yun Qianhang finally snapped out of his shock, his furious voice laced with a hint of panic.

He swung his left arm, composed of lava and flame, violently downward. He did not attempt to intercept the fire needle himself—that would take time, and the needle was too fast!

A Two-Star Dou Huang Fire Spirit Body, positioned closest to the Formation Eye, let out an inhuman roar. With a flash of red light, it threw itself between the fire needle and the node of the Formation Eye!

Sss—!

The moment it made contact with the fire needle, the lava armor on its chest was silently melted, leaving behind a tiny, precise hole.

The fire needle passed through without the slightest resistance, not even causing a significant disturbance in energy, and slammed fiercely into the Formation Eye!

Witnessing this, the color drained from Yun Qianhang's face instantly.

Time seemed to stand still.

The instant the tip of the needle touched the runes, it was as if all sound had been sucked away.

Immediately after—

CLANG!!!!!!!

A terrifying hum exploded outward, centered on the Formation Eye!

With the Formation Eye as the epicenter, the body of the Myriad Fire Furnace buckled inward, erupting with a destructive energy ring composed of blood-red, dark red, pale green, and chaotic black-green hues.

Crack! Crack-crack—!

The Starflame Silk Threads snapped inch by inch, transforming into green light particles that drifted across the sky. The green barrier covering the plaza shattered like an eggshell, dissipating with a loud crash.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Across the plaza, everyone connected to the great formation shuddered violently, vomiting blood as they were sent flying backward.

The formation was broken!

"The formation is broken!!!"

Someone shouted, their voice raspy and hoarse.

"Go! Run, quickly!!!"

Mo Tianquan, Silver Elder, and Fan Lao were the first to react. With a flick of their sleeves, they turned and fled, vanishing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

With the leaders of the Three Great Powers taking the lead in their escape, the others were terrified out of their wits, wailing and screaming as they scrambled to rush out.

However, against this backdrop of chaotic noise, a roar of extreme malice drowned out everything else.

"You—little—bastard!!! You've severed the hope of my sect!!"

"Die for this Sect!!!"

With the formation broken, Yun Qianhang's aura, which had relied on the formation's energy to maintain its peak state, visibly plummeted, dropping from the peak of a Three-Star Dou Zong to around the two-star level.

Flames surged wildly over his semi-solidified body; clearly, he had suffered a backlash.

But his rage at this moment had eclipsed everything else.

His figure tore a crimson afterimage through the air, and with a palm wrapped in sky-covering killing intent, he struck directly at the crown of Qin Han's head!

Yet, at this moment, Qin Han was at his weakest.

The act of condensing that fire needle to destroy the formation eye had nearly drained him dry.

The Myriad Flames Compendium granted Qin Han the ability to easily fuse exotic flames, but controlling the flames after fusion still required Qin Han's own effort.

After all, he did not possess the Fen Jue; he could not circulate energy through specific meridians to mold the flames into the shape of a fire lotus.

Therefore, in previous flame fusions, Qin Han had usually just crudely merged them into a fireball and tossed it out, calling it a day.

But this time, not knowing the strength of the Myriad Fire Furnace's formation eye defenses, he had to compress the fireball's energy as much as possible, concentrating his power into a single point to break the stalemate in one move.

He had forcibly compressed a fist-sized, two-colored exotic flame fireball into a single fire needle using his Dou Qi and soul power.

But Qin Han was now completely exhausted, and the shockwaves from the violent collision of the exotic flames had left him vomiting blood uncontrollably.

Moreover, even in his prime, he would have had almost no power to fight back against Yun Qianhang.