Facing the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast

"Let's start directly. I want to go back to sleep once this is over."

Infernal Delicate Apricot was clearly impatient and wasted no words.

Her entire body erupted in a brilliant red glow. As if summoned, several scorching pillars of fire rose from the Blazing Yang Spring in the distance, circling her like loyal guards and radiating a terrifying heat.

Those fire pillars were already at the level of Ultimate Fire, faintly exuding an ancient, violent aura originating from the Fire Dragon King.

A-Jiao had grown here for ten thousand years and was intimately familiar with this Blazing Yang Spring, granting her a massive home-field advantage. It was likely that even Super Douluo with fire attributes, such as Yan Shaozhe or Xian Lin'er, might not necessarily gain the upper hand if they came in person.

"Senior, please enlighten me." Lin Feng said no more. The three-colored fire wings on his back snapped open, the scorching airflow pushing him steadily into the air, where he hovered above the Blazing Yang Spring.

"Three types of Divine Bird True Fire? You have some skill." A-Jiao's voice carried a hint of surprise; she clearly hadn't expected Lin Feng to resist the erosive, violent aura of the Yang Spring so easily. She then warned, "Let's set the rules first: fight however you like, but you are not allowed to damage a single blade of grass or tree in this valley! Otherwise, I won't let you off!"

"Very well, then please be careful, Senior." Lin Feng's gaze sharpened, and the Flame Mantra within his body began to circulate rapidly. He did not attack A-Jiao's main body directly, but instead targeted the scorching fire pillars surrounding her.

He guided his hands through the air, and a strange suction force erupted from his palms.

The pillars of Yang Spring fire trembled violently, and the flames within them were forcibly stripped away and drawn out!

In an instant, the temperature of the fireless pillars plummeted. The red glow faded rapidly, and they soon cooled, solidified, and transformed into several pitch-black, hard stone pillars that were still emitting wisps of residual heat before crashing into the Yang Spring!

As for the flames extracted by Lin Feng, they were manipulated under his control to turn around like crimson-gold fire dragons, instead coiling and attacking the Infernal Delicate Apricot at the center.

The momentum of offense and defense had shifted in an instant!

"You want to compete in fire control? Come!"

Seeing that Lin Feng could also command the fire of the Yang Spring, Infernal Delicate Apricot immediately felt a surge of competitiveness.

Her entire body shimmered with red light as more scorching spring water was drawn up, rapidly condensing and taking shape in the air until it transformed into a tall, agile "Fire Maiden"!

This Fire Maiden had a long, fiery-red braid reaching her ankles and held dual blades. She was composed entirely of Yang Spring water and radiated a stifling heatwave.

Infernal Delicate Apricot even channeled a wisp of her origin power into the Fire Maiden. In an instant, the light around the Fire Maiden shifted from crimson to gold, and her aura surged violently.

She swung her dual blades, tapped her toes on the scorching spring surface, and turned into a streak of golden-red light, lunging toward Lin Feng. She held her blades high and slashed down with the force of incinerating everything!

If an ordinary Soul King were struck by such an attack, they would likely be reduced to ashes in an instant.

Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged; a crooked smile even tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Whoosh—!"

Under Lin Feng's precise control, the surging spring water below rapidly condensed and took shape in the air, transforming in the span of a breath into a tall, burly "Fire General" clad in heavy armor and wielding a long halberd!

The Fire General blocked with his halberd, steadily catching the dual blades the Fire Maiden had swung down with all her might.

Infernal Delicate Apricot: "...?!"

She was practically stunned. This brat's control over the Yang Spring was actually this proficient and rapid?!

The ensuing battle turned into a fierce clash between the Fire General and the Fire Maiden above the scorching Yang Spring.

The long halberd and dual blades collided repeatedly. Each strike exploded into massive clusters of golden-red flames, sending scorching shockwaves bursting in all directions. Since both sides were formed from the Yang Spring, they were evenly matched for a time, neither able to overcome the other.

"We can't break through, Senior." Lin Feng spread his hands, his tone carrying a helpless smile. "We are both using the power of this Yang Spring. If we keep fighting like this, I'm afraid we won't have a winner even by tomorrow."

"What's the rush! Come again!" Infernal Delicate Apricot shouted, feeling somewhat stifled.

The massive advantage brought by her hundred-thousand-year cultivation had been forcibly leveled by this Soul King brat using the Yang Spring; it was truly frustrating.

"Then, Senior... you must be truly careful this time!"

The smile on Lin Feng's face vanished abruptly, his eyes becoming incomparably sharp.

The wisp of the most pure and tyrannical "Fire Dragon King True Fire" that he had been secretly refining and accumulating was finally ready!

In his palm, a fire lotus, only the size of a fist but glowing with a deep golden-red, quietly emerged.

This fire lotus was as solid as a crystal and rotated silently. It lacked earth-shattering momentum, yet it radiated an ancient, violent aura that made one's soul tremble—an aura that seemed capable of incinerating the heavens!

At the heart of the lotus, a crimson dragon-shaped phantom faintly swam and roared, as if bringing every spectator present back to that ancient era when gods and demons fell and heaven and earth mourned together.

Infernal Delicate Apricot was indeed a being that had survived for ten thousand years beside the Blazing Yang Spring; she possessed an almost instinctive, keen perception of the danger posed by this Fire Dragon King True Fire.

The moment that fire lotus took form, she immediately sensed the incomparably pure power of the Fire Dragon King True Fire contained within it.

That was not just power enough to severely injure her; it could potentially trigger the remains of the Fire Dragon King deep within the Blazing Yang Spring, directly shattering the balance that the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well had maintained for endless years and leading to unpredictable, catastrophic consequences!

"Stop! I concede!"

Infernal Delicate Apricot's clear voice rose sharply, carrying a hint of imperceptible panic, and was devoid of its previous fiery temper and dissatisfaction.

Her ruby-like main body retracted slightly, and the Fire Maiden she controlled instantly dissipated, revealing a rare sense of caution and compromise.

"This junior took advantage of the situation; thank you for the instruction."

Lin Feng dispersed the dangerous golden-red fire lotus in his palm and cupped his hands in a salute.

However, the Fire Dragon King True Fire did not return to the Blazing Yang Spring below as usual; instead, it surged backward, completely enveloping Lin Feng's entire body!

"Boom—!"

Golden flames erupted, swallowing him whole.

In the blinding light, the clothes on his body instantly turned to ash, revealing the perfectly solid, golden-cast contours of his physique beneath. He looked like an ancient divine statue, radiating supreme majesty and scorching heat.

"This... has he received the recognition of the Fire Dragon King True Fire?!" Infernal Delicate Apricot's voice was so shocked it went out of tune.

Having grown beside the Yang Spring for ten thousand years, she had only ever dared to cautiously absorb the heaven and earth essence within, never daring to covet the recognition of the Fire Dragon King True Fire.

"This brat... he is far too bold. I fear the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well is about to undergo a cataclysmic change." The voice of the Aromatic Silk Beauty carried a rare note of gravity.

The disturbance here, coupled with that surging Dragon King aura, quickly stirred the other powerful soul beasts slumbering within the valley.

The scorching Yang Spring beneath Lin Feng's feet suddenly boiled, the crimson water churning as if stirred by an invisible giant hand, sending towering waves of heat into the air.

An indescribably ancient and tyrannical aura, as if traversing the long river of time, roared to life from the deepest depths of the spring, spreading outward.

Merely being brushed by this aura made Lin Feng feel as though his sea of consciousness were about to shatter; his head throbbed with splitting pain, and his vision began to black out. The various exotic flames within his body, previously docile, were now all restless, his meridians feeling as if they were being seared by branding irons.

As expected, the Earth-tier Flame Mantra was still too inadequate when pitted against an existence of this caliber.

To truly control or contend with the origin power of such a deity, he would likely require a Heaven-tier Flame Mantra...