Holy Light Six-Winged Seraphim!

After making his decision, Qian Yaoting did not hesitate again.

He sat cross-legged beside the icy spring once more, holding the Infernal Delicate Apricot between his palms.

The crimson immortal herb radiated scorching heat, the glow along its leaf edges flickering faintly in the night wind like the pulse of a living creature.

Qian Yaoting took a deep breath, his gaze lingering on the leaf tip for a moment before he brought it to his mouth.

The instant the leaves touched his tongue, a scorching heat wave, almost violent in its intensity, exploded.

It felt as though an entire river of magma had been poured down Qian Yaoting's throat. The blazing heat surged down his esophagus into his abdomen, then exploded through his meridians in every direction, igniting all his internal organs at once.

Veins bulged across his forehead in an instant. His hands clenched tightly around his knees, his joints cracking.

The fire toxin rampaged through his meridians, every blood vessel violently contracting amid the searing agony.

An unnatural dark red hue began to spread across Qian Yaoting's body. Within only a few breaths, the temperature of his skin rose to a level even he could no longer endure.

"Fire toxin... so fierce."

He gritted his teeth and spoke those words inwardly, not allowing a single syllable to escape his lips.

The power of holy light surged from his dantian, attempting to envelop and suppress the violent fire toxin energy. However, the extreme-yang fire toxin and the power of holy light were naturally opposed. The two forces tore and collided within his body, and every clash subjected his meridians to impacts far beyond their limit.

The Infernal Delicate Apricot's fire toxin was not merely scorching heat. It contained a wild will born from the depths of the earthfire, as