Meanwhile, at the instant the former successfully planted his soul imprint.
The Bone Spirit Cold Flame trembled, swiftly turning into a streak of fire that burrowed into Lin Feng's brow.
As the Bone Spirit Cold Flame entered his body, he immediately felt a warm sensation spreading from between his brows.
However, if he sensed it carefully, he would discover that—
the Bone Spirit Cold Flame was now merely hovering within his brow and had not fused with the black Heavenly Flame inside his body.
Clearly, Lin Feng had only temporarily gained control over the Bone Spirit Cold Flame.
As for completely subduing it, he had yet to accomplish that.
After all, the Bone Spirit Cold Flame was ranked eleventh among the Heavenly Flames, and it had previously belonged to someone else. How could it be so easily devoured?
Moreover, what frustrated Lin Feng most was that the Bone Spirit Cold Flame in his brow still emitted a faint sense of resistance toward him.
Clearly, this was a sign that he had not completely mastered the Bone Spirit Cold Flame.
"Looks like a Heavenly Flame that once had an owner, and whose control authority has not been released and transferred with someone's help, is indeed exceptionally troublesome to deal with."
Thinking of this, Lin Feng sighed helplessly, then rose to his feet and dusted off his clothes.
Immediately afterward, he walked to the door, opened the stone door that had been shut for so long, and left the alchemy room.
However, the moment he stepped out of the alchemy room, he saw that a whole group of old men had gathered outside at some point.
When they saw him emerge, their gazes—some envious, some jealous, some astonished—fell upon him.
Lin Feng, who had just exited the alchemy room, was greatly startled