Six Heavens Flaming Ignis Method contains three stages: Blazing Flamme, Roaming Flamme, and Six Heavens Ignis. The power differs vastly between each stage. Ever since cultivating this method, Xiao Yan hardly used its aggressive techniques because he valued more its defensive applications. Nevertheless, disregarding its offensive utility entirely would be unjust. With strength reaching mid-level Earth Stage, when utilized to utmost capability, the Six Heavens Flaming Ignis’s offensive power could surpass even the Flame Partition Devouring Wave Ignis.
Initially, Xiao Yan lacked adequate cultivation power to completely harness the form’s might. He could manage only Blazing Flamme, struggled to maintain Roaming Flamme, and reaching Six Heavens Ignis seemed almost a distant dream. Yet the ascension to Battle Sect caused a sudden meteoric rise—he directly leapt to attain Six Heavens Ignis, the highest stage within this technique.
This was among the chief benefits obtained upon advancement. DouZong compared with DouHuang represented distinct levels entirely. A peak-level DouHuang challenging a DouZong opponent could barely emerge unscathed without profound and extraordinary hidden trump cards—their chasm was too substantial.
This marked Xiao Yan’s first attempt at fully manifesting the Six Heavens Ignis since transcending to DouZong strength. Although gauging its true destructive output left him some uncertainty, he knew without doubt—this form would exceed the peak attack of the Flame Partition Devouring Wave Ignis immensely!
An eerie flame—resembling tones of turquoise amber—glided gently atop the huge flat尺, this flame no standard combustion. Born from internal DouQi compressed so drastically beyond imagination, the resulting flame stood singular amidst all types. Truthfully considered, it couldn’t be classified precisely a “flame,” leaning far more closer as an altered densified DouQi.
Achieving such compounding mastery upon DouQi relied on his newly acquired DouZong status; previously bound by a DouHuang strength threshold, such manipulation wasn’t physically feasible.
A floating ember resting upon the mighty Flamme seemed frail and wispcracking, yet accompanying the slash through the air—silente and voiceless—it carved a razor-slim obsidian rip splitting the very space itself—an inaudible cut of volcanic quiet just before cataclysm burst forth.
One single slash left not a sonic boom nor any accompanying clamor—solely profound silence akin just prior to eruption in nature.
Nevertheless amidst such simplicity within delivery—spectators familiar understood its gravity as recognition struck across eyes with widened expressions. Tang Ying, Mu Qing Luo, including the phoenix-bred Qing Er—you glimpsed astonishment and disbelief flooding outwardly through guarded, wary glances toward Xiao Yan.
“Could this one actually have become a DouZong master!?”
Despite some changes upon Xiao Yan visage over recent trials, physical frame bore an unexpectedly youthful semblance—an impression contrasting wildly against that overwhelming DouQi presence radiating forth. Thus upon beholding a force reaching DouZong, all gathered shuddered violently beneath the enormity of it all.
“This person…”Phoenix-bred Qing Er knit her beautiful brow as piercing gaze fixated upon Xiao Yan intently; during his energy release, the inexplicable sensation of familiarity had grown far pronounced—an intuition not usually unfounded nor unrefined like another person’s. Though still outdistanced regarding sheer bewilderment—no entity paled as utterly at Xiao Yans emergence like multitudes gaped from fringes encircling outward from the battlefield’s epicentre.
When first match announced? None among the throngs truly considered victory a realistic prospect for Xiao Yan against Wang Chen’s prowess. Yet now the reality struck undeniable, and it radiated forth power exceeding the Quasi-DouZong Wang Chen unmistakably. If Wang Chen stood near DouZong capability—then what did surpassed form truly amount? Only single term answered all: DouZong. With absence of “near”, yet gap between them remained no less vast than Heaven and Earth itself.
“By the Gods…He has ascended beyond DouZong!”
Even Lin Yan gawked stunned along arena periphery, gaze locked behind Xiao Yan as recollections reawakened—a distant time when departure Jia Ma dynasty sealed their parting path; that moment etched Xiao Yan merely stood among pinnacle Dou Wang levels. Yet so suddenly years later—leapt ahead, becoming true DouZong! How terrifying was such ascent? When Lin had reached the rare Four Star DouHuang level, that had stemmed only upon fortune’s blessing: discovering long dead sages legacy that propelled growth—this achievement long cherished pride—but now, how insignificant felt his path against that of Xiao Yan’s?!
Never had he imagined upon reuniting, Xiao Yan stood leagues above him—only equal Wang Chen in power, was Lin’s highest assumption.
All thoughts erased now: finally understood—only a man of such strength possessed courage needed taking public stance against Wang Chen’s provocation!
Given such might—few among youths could even contest!
Even this Wang Chen supported via Yellow Spring Sect, only recently attained Quasi-DouZong level strength…
Within elevated seats above—Abysmal Venerables face twisted dark, shadows pooling eyes. Miscalculating entirely… Not only he—three other Elders: Rumbling Thunder Hermit, Gale Ascetic, & Steelblade Venerable bore expressions initially shocked…Then shifting solemn contemplation.
Such a level alone never provoked such expressions—but if one of youth reaching his early ‘twenties, achieving this pinnacle…
Only possibility: one bearing in-human talent, or immense backing from extraordinary lineage!
“He possesses more than mere talent,” Steelblade Venerable murmured with beard stroke in hand.”Wang Chen does not rival Xiao Y.”
The Abysmal Venerables countenance chilled sharply at such words, replying, “Endure judgment ’til it’s truly OVER—he who makes guesses prematurely risks folly & shame.”
“Then we shall see WHO ultimately finds shame.” Blade Hermit smirked back coldly.
Tension brewed even within their glances, as within battlefield’s core tension sharpened lethal. Facing Xiao Yangs’ still silent blow—Wang Chen twisted, grin stilled, primal dread creeping through bones.
“This… this brat couldn’t BE a Dou…Zong…” Teeth grit he gasped, inhaling shudder before madness surged blood-shot gaze. Defy defeat beneath Xiao Y. would incur fates grudge far worse.
Hence rage built relentless within his marrow until beast like howls shattered silence tearing forth throat. Concurrently his blood vessels ruptured. Streaming crimson transformed his frame a crimson monstrosity.
“Abysmal Crimson Awakening!”
Roarin fury triggered a violent upsurge within Dou Qi. As it flared darkening pupils voidblack. From body issued thick, encroaching black mephitis.
Dark torrents swircling his aura; pressure immense sent spatial ripples undulating as if a primordial black bestial deity surged outward, exuding brutal malevolence.
Tang Yings’ eyes, and others widened involuntarily.
“To deploy the Abysmal Crimson awakening…” Someone muttered grimly—”Truly a MADMAN”!
Jetblack energies surged round, a dense, oppressive strength sending space itself trembling.
A bestial gaze, fist clenched, dark aura converged lightning quick—along arm, now black like soot. A horry stench rose—Wang Chen’s darkened upper limb.
“Abyssal Corpse Arm!”
With a beast like shriek, it slammed outward!
Arm struck—its sheer force split open air, leaving gaping void. Across sacred arena of silver bark the wood cracked—glorien brightness vanishing as the timber decayed into lifeless yellowness.
“Abyssal Corpse Arm… this one of Yellow Spring Sect’s deadliest techniques!”
Spectator gasps erupted immediately—such famed move’s reputation known widely.
Yet even the astonished onlookers’ voices hadn’t fully settled before that feather -light descending silhouette of Xyans descended with its turquoise-amber flame glowing quietly—silently meeting the darkened limb, a ghostly smirk lifting the corners of Xy’s smile, triggering an arc of greenish-celadon Phlogiston crawling silently forth from shaft.
Bang!
A subtle collission that brought explosive thunder crashing across. Vast wave surged outward from the impact point like erupting storm, instantly forming a gaping crater upon the once-pristine battleground.
Silver timber splinters erupted like whirling tornados. Glowing beneath light the fragmented debris danced in a stunning kaleidoscope…
“Crzzch!
Twin body shapes erupted from the epicentre—Wang Chen crashed harsh into arena timber his whole figure literally embedded, splintered remnants piercing him inward.
Silence hung across all present. Countless onlookers stared, disbelief frozen upon seeing Wangs figure buried entirely.
Coughing up red, Wang attempted to rise…only for torrent crimson life-fluid spraying, his limbs weak, trembling… Attempting DouQi cultivation only met searing agony… Scanning internally—a strand viridian-hued flame burned hottest within.
‘Impossible!!’
Turquoise embers danced slowly into stillness allowing Xiao Yangs figure emerge gradually through the silver mist his glare slicing straight toward Abysmal Venerable whose entire face twisted into a livid hue.
“Agh…Aha! Well played, boy! Most surprisingly executed!” The Abysmal venerable stood slowly from elevated stand; voice strained with suppressed fury and killing instinct seething beneath surface.
Narrow eye Xiao Y shot back a salute to Venerable. Calmly stating, “Contract concluded—My farewells commence!”
Upon his departure steps rang whispers of final movement—Wang reemerging coughed again voice layered malicious mirth suddenly resounding.
“Pause your flight…”
At his sound Xiao halted, casting gaze to battered foe barely standing.
“Foolish still, I see…” Wang spat.
Coughed crimson blood—malvolent grin stained darker with crimson paint across maimed cheek.
“Never anticipated! Mere 2 months! From pinnacle-DouHuang to DouZong in stride…It seems Blood Spring’s greatest blessings fell to yours…Ah Xyroh Yan?”
“Say, Yaphira.” Galley asked softly from the corner.
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