BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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”Blazing Heavens: Fire of Separation!”

Sensing the harsh sonic waves rapidly sweeping toward him, Lin Feng’s Dou Qi surged violently from within, pouring into the formation.

With a sharp flick of his finger, that terrifying, multi-colored flame exploded forward like a ferocious beast, dragging a trail of distorted space as it roared toward the incoming sonic waves surrounding Protector Xuan!

Seeing that overwhelming tide of brilliant flames rushing in, Protector Xuan felt his scalp go numb.

With the surrounding space sealed off by Lin Feng’s array, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and face it head-on.

”Zzzzz—”

The moment the sonic waves collided with the multi-colored flames, faint sizzling sounds abruptly rang out.

In the blink of an eye, the sonic pulses were entirely devoured.

The violent flames surged forth, engulfing Protector Xuan completely!

”Explode!”

From afar, Lin Feng suddenly let out a cold shout.

The moment his voice fell, the glowing array erupted with a thunderous blast!

The berserk flames collided and twisted, forming into a towering whirlwind of fire, tearing through the sky.

”Cough, cough…”

After a long moment, as the firestorm dissipated, a faint, black mist-shrouded figure slowly emerged within Lin Feng’s line of sight.

Protector Xuan was now in utter disarray.

The sudden detonation of the array had left him completely unprepared, forcing him to bear the brunt of the explosion’s power.

The resulting damage had injured his soul body severely.

If he didn’t recover quickly, it was likely he’d be stuck at the six-star Dou Zong level for the rest of his life.

”Heh… Let’s see how you plan to chase me now.”

Glaring at Lin Feng—whose face was now pale and whose Dou Qi was clearly depleted—Protector Xuan let out a sinister sneer.

Though his own strength had been badly drained, he knew Lin Feng still had to deal with Old Ground Demon Ghost, the true threat.

If Lin Feng exhausted all his strength on him, how would he handle what came next?

With that in mind, Protector Xuan quickly turned and fled toward the distant sky.

Lin Feng, however, remained calm.

Without so much as lifting a brow, he retrieved a sixth-grade pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then, without another word, he sat down cross-legged and entered meditation, closing his eyes to begin replenishing his Dou Qi.

But beside him, a blurred, ethereal figure suddenly shot forward, chasing after Protector Xuan’s fleeing form.

Once Lin Feng’s internal Dou Qi had fully recovered, he slowly opened his eyes.

In front of him stood a hazy figure—Tian Huo Zun Zhe, who had returned at some unknown point.

In his hand, he held a faint, nearly translucent spirit form.

”Here you go.”

Seeing Lin Feng awaken, Tian Huo Zun Zhe tossed the broken Protector Xuan over with an indifferent expression.

After being so heavily wounded by Lin Feng’s formation, Protector Xuan’s strength had dropped sharply.

He hadn’t gotten far before he was caught.

Looking at the now utterly frail soul who couldn’t even speak, Lin Feng calmly reached out and tossed him into a jade bottle.

With a surge of Fallen Heart Flame, he sealed the bottle, then stored it inside his storage ring.

With that handled, Lin Feng turned his gaze to the rest of the battlefield.

He found that the Dou Wang and Dou Huang elders from the Demon Flame Valley had all been taken down.

Now, the only remaining battleground was the stretch of sky where Old Ground Demon Ghost was still battling Medusa and Xiao Yixian.

”Elder Yao, let’s go—time to get you that new body.”

With a soft laugh, Lin Feng’s bone wings flared open, and his figure shot toward where Old Ground Demon Ghost was located.

”Haha! Finally! This old man’s getting a decent body at last!”

Tian Huo Zun Zhe’s eyes lit up the moment he heard the word ”body,” grinning with excitement.

With a flash, his illusory form streaked after Lin Feng like a shooting star.

The two moved with astonishing speed.

In the blink of an eye, they had arrived just outside the battlefield where Medusa and Xiao Yixian were exchanging blows with Old Ground Demon Ghost.

”Flame Origin Palm!”

As Lin Feng closed the distance, the Glazed Lotus Heart Flame surged from his palm and swiftly transformed into a green jade-colored palm imprint.

With a sharp shout, a wide, fiery energy palm—over ten meters in size—hurtled toward Old Ground Demon Ghost with overwhelming might.

”Hmph!”

Sensing the scorching fire-attributed Dou Qi behind him, Old Ground Demon Ghost let out a cold snort.

He threw out an ice-type Dou Technique, forcing Medusa and Xiao Yixian to retreat temporarily.

Then he spun around and faced the incoming green palm imprint. With a sharp claw-like motion of his hand, the surrounding temperature dropped drastically.

In an instant, numerous black ice spears condensed rapidly around him.

”Ice Condensation Sword Art!”

Old Ground Demon Ghost’s shriveled hand quickly formed a series of hand seals before he roared aloud.

In a flash, the ice spears fused together, forming a huge black ice sword over ten feet wide.

As soon as the sword materialized, a piercing chill exploded outward.

The tip of the ice sword aligned with the incoming fire palm and shot forward like a bolt of lightning.

”Crack!”

The ice sword stabbed straight into the flaming palm. After a brief resistance, a crisp shatter rang out—and it pierced straight through the fire imprint!

Though much of the sword had melted from the searing heat, the remaining core shot forward like a black arrow, aiming directly for Lin Feng’s head.

Seeing this, Lin Feng’s expression remained calm as he quickly stirred the Glazed Lotus Heart Flame within his body.

In an instant, a torrent of fire burst forth and spiraled around him—swiftly coalescing into a massive flame serpent that coiled through the air.

The tail of the flame serpent flicked backward, then suddenly snapped forward like a whip, charging toward the incoming ice sword.

”Boom!”

Fire and ice clashed fiercely, and both forces detonated on impact.

With a loud explosion, the two powers scattered into fragments, dispersing into the sky.

Glaring at the four surrounding him, Old Ground Demon Ghost’s aged face turned as dark and cold as midwinter.

Now that the Soul Hall forces had been defeated, it meant he was left to face all four opponents alone.

But facing three mid-level Dou Zongs, plus Lin Feng—whose combat power rivaled a true Dou Zong—even with his strength as a Seven-Star Dou Zong, Old Ground Demon Ghost had no confidence in winning.

Lin Feng, seeing his last attack neutralized, showed no disappointment.

After all, he clearly understood: trying to defeat a Seven-Star Dou Zong head-on with a Low-Grade Earth Class Dou Technique was nothing more than a fantasy.

Turning toward Medusa and the others, he called out: ”You guys hold off that old monster for a bit. I need some time to prepare a Dou Technique.”

”No problem!”

Medusa, Xiao Yixian, and Tian Huo Zun Zhe all nodded without hesitation.

Hearing their reply, Lin Feng’s bone wings flared, and he swiftly retreated behind the group.

Old Ground Demon Ghost squinted slightly as he watched Lin Feng back away. A trace of unease flickered across his heart.

He didn’t know what the boy was up to—but his instincts screamed at him to stop it immediately.

With a swift flick of his sleeve, a pitch-black ice spike shot out like lightning, aiming straight for Lin Feng’s retreating form.

”Your opponent right now… is us!”

A cold, commanding voice rang out through the skies.

A dazzling seven-colored sword beam suddenly streaked forth!

”Crack!”

In the blink of an eye, the sword beam collided head-on with the incoming ice spike.

With a crisp sound, both attacks shattered into nothingness, vanishing in mid-air.

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