Subduing the Cold Flame

Deep underground, Chen Fan stood motionless within a stone chamber filled with icy pillars, staring intently at one beside him. A tiny white flame danced within it.

An hour passed. The ice pillar melted away completely, and the Dao essence within Chen Fan rose once more.

With a thought, he gave a slight wave of his hand. Another frail white flame suddenly darted out before him. Though it appeared somewhat weaker than the first flame, it was enough to devour the ice pillars in this stone chamber.

Under the control of his Divine Sense, the two white flames shot toward two separate ice pillars.

They devoured—unceasingly devoured the cold flame. Before Chen Fan, the ice pillars offered not the slightest resistance, allowing the flames to feed upon them. His physical body remained at a distance from the pillars at all times, ensuring that he would not be scorched by the cold flame. Yet the white flames condensed from his cold-flame Dao essence had deceived the true flame, continuously stealing and devouring it.

Soon, another hour passed. The two ice pillars were completely consumed by the two cold flames. The Dao essence within Chen Fan had become more than twice as vast as it had been when he first entered. A third flame appeared before him and continued toward the other ice pillars in the chamber.

Gradually, the ice pillars in the stone chamber vanished faster and faster, while Chen Fan's Dao essence grew at a breakneck pace. The cold-flame Dao essence surged boundlessly, and he gradually comprehended the true meaning of cold flame, engraving it upon his heart.

This was also enlightenment of the Dao, but Chen Fan's method was nothing less than forcibly seizing the Dao essence of the Nether Bone Cold Flame. It was incomparably pure, its spiritual