"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Why? Why?!"
Jiang Chenfeng sat cross-legged where he was, roaring without cease. The Beginningless True Flame on his body not only refused to go out, but burned ever more fiercely. By now, he had fallen into utter despair.
What kind of flame was this? It could even burn through his Golden Immortal body, and it fed on immortal power.
Every one of his meridians had now been reduced to ashes by the flames.
This fire fed on immortal power. To stop it from continuing to burn, he had already dispersed all the immortal power within his body.
Yet this could not stop the flames at all. Even after his immortal power had dissipated, there was not the slightest sign of the fire weakening.
At that moment, Jiang Chenfeng lay on the ground, his face filled with despair.
From beginning to end, he had never imagined that this flame would be so powerful.
Now that all his immortal power had dispersed, he could no longer cast any spells, nor did he have the strength to drive away the flames.
Yet immortal power was the flame's nourishment. The moment he took out immortal stones and began absorbing their energy, everything would be ruined.
As for the power of his Primordial Spirit, he did not dare invoke it in the slightest. This flame could burn even his Golden Immortal body—what if using the power of his Primordial Spirit caused the flames to spread to it?
It did not matter if his Golden Immortal body was burned away. As long as his Primordial Spirit remained intact, he would not die.
But if this flame were to touch his Primordial Spirit, he would have no chance of survival. Only death awaited him.
"Damn it, Blood Baleful! I will kill