Seizing the Sea Heart Flame

The Sea Heart Flame had long since become one with Han Feng, and now it was being forcibly torn away. His soul suffered unbearable agony, and he let out a tormented howl.

Li Changqing's Soul Force sealed off the room. From outside, it seemed utterly peaceful, as though no one were inside.

It was Li Changqing's first time doing this, and one careless slip destroyed Han Feng's body.

Li Changqing paused, without a trace of remorse. He frowned. "It's just extracting a Heavenly Flame. Does it have to be this complicated?"

There was no hatred left in Han Feng's eyes, only fear. Terrified that Li Changqing would destroy his soul as well, he hurriedly begged for mercy:

"Please, don't do anything else! Spare me, and I'll hand over the Sea Heart Flame willingly!"

Han Feng's word was worthless. Li Changqing said flatly, "Han Feng, you were capable of murdering your own master, and you expect me to trust you? Dream on."

"How do you know about that?! Did Mu Gu tell you? Didn't he promise to keep it secret?!"

The pupils of Han Feng's spectral soul contracted. His first instinct was to suspect Mu Gu.

After all, Mu Gu was the only person besides Han Feng himself who knew he had murdered his master. Yao Chen did not count. He was no longer a person—he was a ghost.

Li Changqing smiled. "There's plenty more I know. If you don't want your soul wiped out, erase your soul imprint from the Sea Heart Flame, open your mind, and don't resist."

Han Feng gritted his teeth. He had indeed been harboring a scheme: the instant Li Changqing let down his guard, he would detonate the Sea Heart Flame without hesitation.

Han Feng was a man who would stop at nothing to get