Lin Changheng continued to look inward.
That invisible "filter" grew denser, with mysterious flame patterns seeming to flicker within it. Its resistance to fire-based power was undergoing a qualitative change.
It no longer merely weakened that power, but began to show the rudiments of "guidance" and "conversion." A tiny portion of the incoming fire spiritual power could even be dispersed by this innate barrier, converted into harmless spiritual energy that drifted away.
As the final crimson treasure seed sank into his body, Lin Changheng's perception of the flames outside became clearer, yet a safe distance still separated him from them.
With a slight shift of thought, he took out a low-grade second-tier fire talisman drawn by Tantai Feiyue, rubbed it between his hands, and fired it at himself!
"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"
A blazing spear of immense power appeared in midair, turned its point toward him, and shot forward like lightning.
Lin Changheng slowly extended his hand, meeting it with his palm.
"Whoosh!"
The fire spear struck fiercely.
The flames surrounding it remained violent and scorching, yet the skin of his fingers felt only warmth, without the slightest burning pain.
The flames' power was barred outside, unable to penetrate and inflict damage.
If he faced the dying jet of fire from that early-stage second-tier [Scarlet-Thread Demon Snake] in the Savage Wastes again, he would not even need to counter it with another otherworldly art. With these five layers of [Fire-Resisting Demon Talent], he could withstand it with his body alone without suffering much harm.
"Not bad."
Lin Changheng was satisfied.
With fire resistance like this, he could fight with greater composure. He could even take a low-level spell head-on, then launch a sudden counterattack and catch his opponent unprepared.
Soon, the [Three-Legged Fire Civet] essence blood was drained dry.
The mouth