The Heavenly Flame Secured

"Watch out!"

Qin Yun had never expected it to dare choose him as its target, much less strike in that brief opening when he had paused.

A tiger brought low was still a tiger. Even with its strength greatly diminished, the Fallen Heart Flame still possessed the destructive power of a high-level Dou Emperor.

Watching the Fallen Heart Flame reach him in the blink of an eye, even Qin Yun had no time to put up any defenses.

Fortunately, he activated Threefold Reversal at the critical instant.

Unfortunately, even Threefold Reversal, impervious to blades and spears, water and fire, was as fragile as paper before the Fire Python.

It pierced through half his shoulder on the spot, tearing his right arm clean off.

At that sight, everyone's heart leaped into their throat. Feng Qing'er in particular was burning with anxiety.

If he had not been trying to save her, Qin Yun would never have lost an arm.

For a moment, the Dou Qi throughout her body grew wildly agitated. In the next instant, she actually ignited her ancestral crest.

This was a desperate secret technique possessed only by direct bloodline descendants of the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan.

It could greatly enhance every aspect of their abilities for a short time, but the price was seven days of weakness.

It could even cause some irreversible damage to the body.

But Feng Qing'er paid no heed to those supposed side effects now. All she could think about was rushing over to save Qin Yun.

As for Qin Yun, he simply had no time to concern himself with the changes in anyone else. Though he had lost his right arm, he still had his left.

The instant the Fallen Heart Flame destroyed his right shoulder, he seized its body with his left hand, clamping it firmly in his grip to keep it from darting around.

The Fallen Heart Flame twisted frantically, trying to break free of his hand.

The temperature of its body also began to rise steadily.

Even with his Nisheng state active, Qin Yun's palm suffered patch after patch of burns from the extreme heat.

Only by relying entirely on his heaven-defying regenerative power to continually regrow and repair his flesh could he suppress the Fallen Heart Flame for that brief time.

Fortunately, the other experts were no pushovers either. They rushed over within a few short seconds.

Fei Tian, in particular, could no longer care about whether he was supposed to stay behind.

With enough force to shatter space, he delivered a vicious slap to the Fallen Heart Flame.

The power of space instantly shredded the Fallen Heart Flame's body, leaving only its purest source power behind.

Only after the Fallen Heart Flame was completely subdued did everyone have a chance to examine Qin Yun's injuries.

Feng Qing'er was the first to reach him, quickly inspecting his missing arm.

"It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have lost an arm." Feng Qing'er was wracked with guilt, and little pearls of tears were already beginning to gather in her eyes.

Qin Yun had lost an entire arm, after all. At present, there was simply no way to grow a new one.

Although someone else's arm could be attached as a temporary replacement, that would cause rejection.

Even if pills were later used to assimilate someone else's arm completely, it would still cause some irreversible damage to his body.

Most importantly, Qin Yun himself was an extraordinary genius, as well as the Young Pavilion Master of the Wind and Lightning Pavilion.

Yet her carelessness had now caused his talent to suffer a severe blow.

Feng Qing'er felt too ashamed to face him.

"It's fine, it's fine. Just a little injury. But it really does fucking hurt."

Qin Yun grimaced from the pain, but still spared a moment to comfort Feng Qing'er.

Then, before everyone's eyes, he retrieved his severed arm from a distance.

The arm still retained the white-jade skin of his Nisheng state.

Qin Yun then used a special method to turn both his wound and the severed arm's matching surface into qi.

He carefully guided that qi to mingle, and within a few short seconds, the two had fused completely.

In the next instant, his severed arm was attached once more.

"Feels all right. Just hurts a little." Qin Yun moved his newly reattached arm slightly. Finding no stiffness or impediment, he smiled in satisfaction.

"As long as you're all right." Feng Qing'er immediately breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that. If something truly had happened to him, she dared not imagine what she might have done.

"Wait, something seems off about you." Qin Yun suddenly felt that the hand gripping his wrist was somehow different from before.

The next instant, he reached for her pulse and discovered that it was abnormally erratic.

"Did you do something you shouldn't have? Tell me right now." Qin Yun immediately asked anxiously, even lifting her collar slightly.

"It's nothing. I just burned my ancestral crest a little. I'll be fine after some rest." Feng Qing'er spoke unhurriedly, seemingly not taking it seriously at all.

Yet the moment she finished speaking, she felt dizzy. Her body swayed, and she nearly collapsed. Clearly, the strain of overdrawing her strength had caught up with her.

"What am I supposed to say to you? Next time, get my permission before activating it. You didn't help with a damn thing this time, and instead nearly crippled yourself."

Though Qin Yun said that, his actions were far more honest: he supported her and took out several recovery pills, pushing them into her mouth.

When he withdrew his fingers, they trailed a few glistening threads.

"Uncle Fei, take her down to rest first. She was far too reckless today." Qin Yun shook his head helplessly, then passed Feng Qing'er over to him.

"How is she? She's all right, isn't she? I remember magical beasts only burn their ancestral crests when they're fighting for their lives. It won't leave any lasting effects, will it?"

At the thought of her Dou Sheng aunt, Fei Tian could not help shuddering. If she found out about this, he might well be raped and then killed.

"She's fine. This girl was far too reckless, but fortunately, she has the foundation laid by the Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill she took earlier.

"Although she'll be weak for a while, it won't affect her source or her future cultivation. In fact, her Dou Qi will become a little more stable. You could say a blessing came out of this disaster."

"That's a relief. We can't let this little grandaunt lose so much as a hair while she's with us." Uncle Fei let out a long breath.

Years ago, he had caught a glimpse of Feng Qing'er's aunt from afar. Back then, she had casually flicked a Five-Star Dou Zun who whistled at her to death with a single finger, leaving a profound impression on him.

"Oh, right. This is the Fallen Heart Flame's true body, but we hit it a little too hard. It has less than a tenth of its strength left now and has fallen to the Dou Wang level.

"But it is its true body, after all. It can recover again after resting for a while.

"In other words, you're fairly lucky. Now is the perfect time to forcibly refine it."

As Uncle Fei spoke, a tiny, delicate fire snake appeared in his hand. Its eyes were tightly shut, as though it had fallen asleep.