Chapter 892: The Destructive Fire Lotus

*Boom!* Two hazy black figures collided in the sky, erupting in an earth-shaking surge of energy. The two figures were both jolted back several steps, each emitting a muffled groan. As the two indistinct black figures steadied themselves, it was revealed to be Su Qian and Han Feng, who had erupted into a fierce battle. At this moment, after the previous bloodbath, both of their clothes were torn, their hair disheveled, looking rather battered. However, if one looked closely, they would notice that Su Qian’s aura was slightly weaker, indicating he was at a disadvantage.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Great Elder Su Qian fixed his gaze on Han Feng. His surging Battle Qi rippled around him, causing his robes to rustle without any wind.

“Heh, Great Elder Su Qian, it seems you really are old…” Han Feng slowly calmed the tumultuous Battle Qi within him, raising his head to mock Su Qian with a sneer.

“You’re not much better off. After sacrificing your Different Flame, turning yourself into a wraith-like existence, it doesn’t seem very profitable for you…”

Although Su Qian was at a slight disadvantage, as a seasoned veteran, his tone remained light and calm.

His face twitching, Han Feng’s smile remained, but the bone-chilling killing intent surged in his eyes like a tide.

“Do you think you can still have the face to teach before these Inner Academy students if I defeat you in front of them?” Han Feng smirked coldly, his sleeves quivering as an overwhelming wave of scorching Battle Qi erupted from his body, sweeping across the sky and suppressing Su Qian’s momentum.

Feeling his aura being suppressed, Su Qian’s brows furrowed slightly, waving his hand to subdue the restless Inner Academy elders nearby. He then took a deep breath, summoning all his Battle Qi, which burst forth like a mountain flood…

“Heh, Old Su Qian, since ascending to the Battle Sect realm, I’ve never killed any Battle Sect expert. Today, you’ll be my first!” Han Feng grinned savagely, his figure slowly rising. But just as he ascended about ten meters, the energy around him suddenly surged violently…

This sudden change startled Han Feng, who quickly descended, about to investigate when a vast, destructive energy quietly emerged from the sky…

Feeling this destructive energy, everyone present turned pale. Even the Battle Emperor experts felt a terror spreading from their souls…

Both Han Feng and Su Qian’s bodies trembled, then they abruptly raised their heads, their horrified gazes directed towards the source of the devastating force. Their faces froze when they identified the energy’s creator.

High in the sky, the black-robed young man flapped his shimmering and dazzling bone wings, accompanied by continuous thunderous rumbles. What stunned Han Feng and Su Qian was not the bone wings, but the large, colorful lotus flower hovering in front of Xiao Yan, its size comparable to a basin…

The lotus was a dazzling blend of colors, far more vibrant than any previous version, making it appear exceptionally beautiful. Yet, this strange beauty filled Han Feng and Su Qian with genuine fear and dread, as they could sense the terrifying power contained within the colorful lotus. Even a Battle Sect expert would feel a sense of dread in the face of such power.

“This Fire Lotus… how can its power be so great?” Su Qian swallowed hard. He knew Xiao Yan possessed a powerful Fire Lotus technique, which he had seen in action. But the fire lotus from the past and today’s were vastly different.

Opposite Su Qian, the dazed expression on Han Feng’s face gradually faded, his gaze shifting restlessly towards Xiao Yan, his fists tightening in his sleeves. Just as murderous intent surged in him, the detached gaze of Xiao Yan, who controlled the colorful Fire Lotus, seemed to sense something and locked onto him…

Under this indifferent gaze, Han Feng shuddered, as if doused in ice water, becoming stiff all over. A faint sense of fear spread through his heart. If Xiao Yan were to throw the lotus at him now…

Han Feng knew that today, he would have no hope of survival.

The murderous intent in his eyes swiftly dissipated, and Han Feng forced a strained, ugly smile, shaking his head and quickly averting his gaze. Though he knew the lotus was likely meant for the Earth Demon Old Ghost, he also knew the latter’s hatred for him. Any mental instability could spell disaster.

Seeing the shivering Han Feng, Xiao Yan’s pale face bore a mocking smile. He then focused, his gaze fixing on the colorful Fire Lotus before him. Though “Birth Transmutation Fire” wasn’t a true Different Flame, its power was formidable. The fusion of flames catalyzed a terrifying, volatile energy, and “Birth Transmutation Fire” was the best substitute for this fusion.

Fusing “Birth Transmutation Fire” into the Buddha’s Fury Lotus was extremely risky. In the brief time during the fusion, Xiao Yan had teetered between life and death, narrowly escaping death each time. Fortunately, his soul strength far exceeded that of alchemists of his level, and his mastery of balance between the fires was exceptional. Thus, he managed to repeatedly avert danger and successfully fuse “Birth Transmutation Fire” into the Buddha’s Fury Lotus, creating the most powerful and terrifying Buddha’s Fury Lotus ever…

Xiao Yan called it the “Destruction Lotus.”

As its creator, Xiao Yan knew best the power of this Lotus. Even during its creation, he was terrified by its power. If a sliver of that destructive force leaked, the first casualty would be himself…

With his profound soul strength, the Lotus could be maintained, but the constant overflow of energy indicated some leakage. Clearly, this Lotus was not as refined as his previous versions. Still, maintaining the balance of this “Destruction Lotus” was already a testament to Xiao Yan’s effort, and further refinements were beyond his current capabilities…

Regardless, the Lotus was now complete under Xiao Yan’s control, and the next step was to unleash its devastating power. Under this force, even the Earth Demon Old Ghost would quiver!

Holding the multicolored lotus, Xiao Yan’s black eyes slowly landed on the stationary Earth Demon Old Ghost. His pale face curved into a menacing smile…

Feeling Xiao Yan’s cold gaze, the Earth Demon Old Ghost’s face darkened, his hand trembling uncontrollably in his sleeves. For the first time, he felt regret. He never imagined that a lowly four-star Battle Emperor, who he could crush with one hand, would now possess such a horrifying power…

Swallowing, the Earth Demon Old Ghost opened his dry mouth, his voice rasping, “I will leave now…”

The entire sky fell into an eerie silence when the Lotus appeared. Everyone heard the Earth Demon Old Ghost’s hoarse, fearful voice. It was surreal to see a powerful figure from the same era as the mysterious principal bowing to Xiao Yan…

Numerous eyes, braving the oppressive energy, stared at the black-robed figure. This somewhat gaunt silhouette was now deeply etched in the hearts of these Inner Academy students. Many years later, these students, though scattered, would remember this once-in-a-lifetime scene, and the name Xiao Yan would be forever engraved, perhaps becoming the greatest student in Gan Nan Academy’s history…

Fixing a cold stare on the Earth Demon Old Ghost, Xiao Yan slightly tilted his head, catching sight of Little Healer Immortal, her face pale, a trace of blood at her lips. He smiled, and that smile weighed heavily on the Earth Demon Old Ghost’s heart.

“Too late… now that you’ve come, there’s no need to leave…”

A soft, icy voice floated down from the sky.

As the voice drifted, Xiao Yan flung the colorful lotus. It slipped from his hand, transforming into a straight bolt of flame, rocketing towards the Earth Demon Old Ghost. The flame’s path tore a black spatial rift, like a hungry, monstrous mouth…

Watching the silent, approaching lotus, the Earth Demon Old Ghost’s hair stood on end, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints…