Shi Feiyang protected Situ Ding with a Golden Flower from the Nine Heavens Primordial Yang Ruler, but it only preserved his life, without fully shielding him from the Demon Fire. Gods Gun stirred his Elixir Qi and spewed fierce flames, engulfing Situ Ding and the flower together.
The blazing flames radiated unbearable heat. Situ Ding's face, hands, and every patch of exposed skin burned with agonizing pain, yet he managed to concentrate and steady his will. Following the method Shi Feiyang whispered in his ear, he circulated his vital energy, using the heat of the Demon Fire to attack the Cold Poison the frost flood dragon had driven into his marrow, then drawing out that cold to counteract the heat.
The process was naturally excruciating. Heat and cold assailed his body inside and out, leaving his sinews, bones, flesh, and membranes numb or aching, worse than many tortures of the mortal world.
But if he endured to the end, he could not only purge the Cold Poison from his body, but also use the Demon Fire to refine and absorb it, awakening his physical potential and strengthening his vital energy.
Shi Feiyang had endured a hard childhood and firmly believed that "a treasured sword gains its edge through grinding; Plum Blossom gains its fragrance through bitter cold." Whenever he encountered hardship or setbacks, he strove to turn them into the fuel that made him stronger.
Back on Dinghu Peak, he had taken the Immortal-Skewering Pill himself, enduring pain and torment beyond what ordinary people could bear to survive his tribulation. After learning the cultivation methods in the Chiyou Threefold Scripture, he believed even more firmly: *This world is fraught with peril and endless calamity. If you cannot bear this little hardship or endure that little suffering, you do not deserve