Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 430 Bone Flame
As night fell, the moon was bright and the stars were few. In the dimly lit room of the Hunyuan Pavilion shop in Luofengfang, Song Xian clasped his hands together and then slowly opened them.

He seemed to hold immense power in his palms, and the veins on his arms bulged. Separating even a small part of his arms was extremely difficult, as if they were forcibly bound together by some force. As his palms gradually separated, his forehead was covered with a dense layer of sweat.

Just then, a knock sounded on the door from the outside.

Song Xian's face flushed red instantly, his chest heaved violently, and after a while, the bulging veins on his arms slowly subsided, and his hands fell limply to his sides.

After knocking on the door a few times and receiving no response, the person outside said softly, "Sect Leader, a senior named Han Yuan has arrived and says he wishes to see you."

Song Xian took a few deep breaths, his voice sounding weak and listless: "I know, please take good care of him, I'll be there soon."

"Yes." The disciple outside responded and left.

Song Xian wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had just been practicing the Taiji Yin-Yang Divine Power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The cultivation of this technique emphasizes the harmony of Yin and Yang, but he was unable to sense the Yin and Yang energy within his body. He cultivated according to the method recorded in the Six Paths of Reincarnation, but it was extremely difficult. Each time he cultivated, it felt as if he had been filled with a thousand pounds of molten lead, making his body feel incredibly heavy.

In Dong Xuanchen's fragmented memories, he also encountered the same problem. He didn't know whether Dong Xuanchen had finally mastered this divine power because he hadn't yet entered the next segment of Dong Xuanchen's memories.

In his memories so far, he has not mastered this supernatural power, but in the end, Dong Xuanchen plans to find a treasure that can absorb yin and yang energies to help him cultivate this supernatural power.

Whether it has been found or whether this method is effective remains unknown. Only after reaching the eighth level of Foundation Establishment and re-entering the unopened memory fragments can the answer be found.

After resting for a while, he slowly got up, left the room, and went to the guest room, where Han Yuan was already waiting.

"Fellow Daoist Han, it's been a long time." Song Xian walked towards him with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Song said he has important business to discuss with me. May I ask what it is?" Han Yuan remained as calm as ever.

"To be honest, I have an important matter I need your help with." The two had been working together for more than a day, and Song Xian didn't beat around the bush, getting straight to the point.

"Fellow Daoist Song, please speak."

"I need to deal with someone, but I'm not entirely confident. If you can help me with this, please just tell me your conditions."

Han Yuan glanced at him without changing his expression: "Could you be from Yin Yuan Island?"

Upon hearing this, Song Xian knew that he had come to meet him this time probably because he was worried that the impersonation incident would be exposed and that the other party would trace it back to him.

"No, this is a different matter. Fellow Daoist Han is willing to lend a helping hand, and I would like to thank you with this bottle of spiritual milk." Song Xian took out a bottle of spiritual milk.

Han Yuan's eyes flickered slightly: "Fellow Daoist Song, could you tell me what the other party's background is and what level of cultivation they possess?"

"The other party's cultivation level is comparable to ours, but as for their specific identity, please forgive me for not being able to disclose it for the time being. Unless you agree to this matter."

Han Yuan remained silent, and Song Xian did not urge him. He knew that the other party needed to weigh the pros and cons, and the room fell silent for a moment.

After a long while, Han Yuan nodded slightly: "Alright, I agree to Fellow Daoist Song's request. The conditions are the same as before: if I need Fellow Daoist Song's help in the future, Fellow Daoist Song must also help me once."

"no problem."

Song Xian smiled. He knew that Han Yuan had also valued his potential, which was why he made this request, just like he had done for him back then.

Without a doubt, both of them are people with potential, and there is a sense of mutual respect between them.

Han Yuan, a rogue cultivator with such poor spiritual root aptitude, was able to cultivate to the seventh level of Foundation Establishment so quickly. He must have had many fortuitous encounters, and his methods and strength are beyond doubt.

Needless to say, Song Xian is not only a dual-spiritual-root talent, but also the leader of a powerful sect, whose resources are far beyond what ordinary people can mobilize. Moreover, the Hunyuan Sect has become increasingly powerful since returning to Bianxi City.

Han Yuan won't lose out in this deal no matter what.

……

The moonlight was dim, and the wind rustled through the bamboo forest, making a sound like the howling of wild beasts.

Inside the brightly lit room, a middle-aged man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes sat in the main seat, holding a golden cloth in his hand. This man was none other than Wan Huaming.

Where did you get this?

The fat-headed Wan Yuesheng immediately recounted the whole story.

"You must have been to this place in the picture book, right? No wonder I haven't seen you around lately."

Wan Huaming knew his nature well and knew that he was greedy for money. He must have gone there himself, encountered trouble that he couldn't solve, and that's why he told him about this.

"I dare not lie to you, Uncle, I have indeed gone there. If I had not confirmed the truth of the matter, I would not have dared to bother you," Wan Yuesheng replied softly, head bowed, as obedient as a child.

"What's going on there?"

“Following the markings in the map, I went to that island and found the location where that Golden Core cultivator had hidden his things in a secret passage beneath the cave. However, there was a blue defensive light barrier surrounding it. I tried everything I could, but I couldn’t break through it. With your abilities, Uncle, if you were willing to help, it would be a piece of cake to capture him.”

Upon hearing this, Wan Huaming narrowed his eyes slightly, a look of suspicion flashing in them, and then looked down at the golden cloth in his hand.

"If this was left to future generations by a rogue Golden Core cultivator, why set up a defensive formation to hinder it?"

"I suspect that the rogue cultivator who was in the Golden Core stage probably set up an array under the cave palace because he was afraid that someone would accidentally discover the place. Perhaps the news leaked out and the younger generation of that rogue cultivator was killed, and this golden cloth ended up in the hands of the murdered cultivator that I met."

Wan Huaming remained silent. He knew that although Wan Yuesheng was greedy, he didn't dare to deceive him, so he didn't doubt the truth of what he said.

"Did you see that person die right in front of you?"

"Yes. That person was enveloped in lightning released by a second-tier lightning attribute talisman used by the robed and armored cultivator chasing from behind. His body was charred and he was absolutely dead."

Do you know his/her identity?

“This… I didn’t investigate. I was worried that someone else would get there first because I was worried that the location recorded on this golden cloth would be discovered before me, so I rushed over as soon as I received the information.”

Do you know who the person chasing us is?

“I don’t know. He was wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat, completely concealing his identity. I guess he must have been someone the murdered person knew, otherwise, there would be no need to hide his identity like that. That mysterious person must also know this news. He even searched the corpse for a while, probably looking for this golden cloth.” After Wan Yuesheng finished speaking, he secretly looked up at him.

“Uncle, although only I know the location of that treasure, if we don’t retrieve the contents as soon as possible, that mysterious person might get it. After all, he also knows about it, but he can’t pinpoint the exact location.” Wan Huaming’s eyes flickered, and he remained silent in thought.

.........

The sky was clear and sunny, without a single cloud in the sky. The vast blue sea stretched to the horizon, and the sea was calm and undisturbed.

In mid-air, a streak of light swiftly swept across the sea, heading towards the island not far away.

"Uncle, it's in that cave." After the light descended, two figures appeared, none other than Wan Huaming and Wan Yuesheng.

Wan Yuesheng landed enveloped in his escape light, pointing to the hidden cave ahead. The cave was completely concealed by vines, and unless you went in and looked closely, you wouldn't be able to tell that there was a cave inside.

Wan Huaming remained silent, his gaze warily sweeping around. After his divine sense spread out and found nothing amiss, he lifted the vines and strode inside.

Inside the cave, the light was dim, and the buzzing of insects and ants sounded shrill and loud.

The two arrived at the end of the cave. Wan Yuesheng, familiar with the place, slapped the left side of the stone wall. With a loud rumble, the ground slid open to both sides, revealing an underground passage.

The two continued down the steps, and soon their vision opened up before them. Inside the spacious underground palace, a blue light curtain, several tens of feet in size, opened up, separating the inside from the outside.

“Uncle, this defensive light barrier is at least a second-tier formation. I have tried everything I can, but I have failed to activate it. I can only ask you for help.”

Wan Huaming walked unhurriedly along the blue light curtain, then clasped his hands together, and layers of fiery clouds gathered in front of him, surging towards the light curtain like a tidal wave.

The surging flames, layer upon layer, intertwined with the blue light curtain, producing a hissing sound.

"Who?" Just then, Wan Huaming's expression suddenly changed, and he turned his head sharply to look at the entrance.

As soon as he finished speaking, a blood-red, teardrop-shaped object shot out with lightning speed, passing through Wan Yuesheng's head. The white circular shield that had been formed around his body was instantly pierced through as if it were made of paper, and blood splattered out from his brains.

Before Wan Yuesheng could react, a bloody hole appeared on his head, and he fell straight down.

"You scoundrel!" Wan Huaming roared, clapping his hands together. Two large golden hands appeared on either side, trapping the blood-red, teardrop-shaped object between them.

The golden hands, like the giant palms of Buddha, radiated a dazzling golden light, like two iron clamps, holding the blood-red teardrop-shaped object the size of a steel ball between them.

However, Wan Huaming's expression was not relaxed. His clasped hands trembled slightly, and his huge golden hands trembled violently as well.

Wan Huaming's gaze fell on the two figures guarding the entrance. His eye muscles twitched slightly. He realized that he had fallen into a trap and that the other party had deliberately lured him here.

In fact, he had his doubts and thought that something was amiss, but he felt that he had not offended any powerful figures and that no one would go to such lengths to plot against him. Considering the great value of the relics of the Golden Core cultivator, he came with Wan Yuesheng.

"If you two are here for the treasures, I will withdraw immediately. Why let worldly possessions ruin our harmony and cause us to fight to the death?" Wan Huaming shouted to the two men, clinging to the last shred of hope.

These two men were none other than Song Xian and Han Yuan.

Both men were dressed in black robes and masks, completely concealing their identities. This was to be on the safe side; if Wan Huaming escaped, and they had not exposed their identities, there would still be room for maneuver.

Especially for Song Xian, with such a large family business, he couldn't just run away; concealing his identity was essential.

Even if Wan Huaming escapes and is located through various clues, as long as he doesn't reveal his true identity, he still has a chance to make excuses.

Neither of them paid any attention to Wan Huaming's offer. Flames rose from Song Xian's palm, turning into huge fireballs that roared and crashed towards him.

Seeing the huge fireball shooting towards him like a meteor, Wan Huaming's pupils shrank in shock. He himself possessed a fire-attribute spiritual root and had cultivated many fire-attribute spells, so he naturally recognized this as a second-tier high-grade fire-attribute spell, Flame Meteor.

However, the power of this fiery meteor has far exceeded the scope of a second-tier high-grade spell.

How is that possible? How could a fire meteor possess such power?

Wan Huaming was terrified, knowing that the two people in front of him were no ordinary people.

Faced with the overwhelming barrage of fireballs shooting towards him, he flipped his hand, and a crimson, lantern-shaped object, more than two feet tall, appeared in his palm. As spiritual energy surged into it, the crimson lantern shone brightly, and the runes on it instantly activated, flowing along the surface of the lantern as if infused with life.

The next moment, white flames billowed out from within, like smoke.

Wan Huaming muttered incantations, and a continuous stream of white flames surged from within, transforming into the shape of a giant white tiger.

"White Bone Extreme Flame, it really is it!" Song Xian's gaze narrowed slightly, and a surge of joy filled his heart.

Although he had learned from Li Zixing that Wan Huaming possessed the White Bone Extreme Flame, he had not seen it with his own eyes, so he was not entirely sure. Now that he saw it being used, he couldn't help but feel happy.

His gaze fell upon the crimson lantern-shaped object. It looked ordinary, yet it could absorb the extreme flames of white bones, so it was certainly no ordinary thing.

The cultivation world is full of all sorts of rare treasures, and it's not surprising that there are a few that can absorb strange fire.

Although different flames are powerful, their effectiveness depends on the user. For example, the Xuanluo Yin Flame ranks seventh on the list of different flames and has an attack power of up to 5,000 points, which is naturally too much for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to withstand.

However, if the opponent is a Golden Core level cultivator, they may not take the Xuanluo Yin Fire seriously.

If facing a Nascent Soul level cultivator, the threat of the strange fire would be even less significant.

With their abilities, crafting several items to seal or contain strange flames would be a piece of cake.

Song Xian never doubted that Wan Huaming had cultivated the Profound Heaven Fusion Fire Technique, which was why he could unleash the White Bone Extreme Flame.

The reason is simple: anyone who has mastered the Profound Heaven Fusion Fire Technique will inevitably seek out information about strange fires everywhere. He has used strange fires to fight enemies more than once or twice. In fact, many people in the Beast Taming Sect have personally witnessed him using the Profound Luo Yin Fire to fight enemies.

If the other party had mastered this technique, they would have come looking for him long ago.

After the appearance of the White Bone Extreme Flame, the white flames immediately enveloped each ball of fire, and the two flames intertwined, presenting a magnificent beauty.

Under Song Xianzhen's keen observation, the data of the White Bone Extreme Flame appeared in his mind, with its attack power reaching 2800 points.

Its power is far inferior to the Xuanluo Yin Fire, and even the Golden Crow Blazing Flame is not as good. After all, it is only ranked fourteenth on the list of strange flames, while the Xuanluo Yin Fire is ranked seventh and the Golden Crow Blazing Flame is ranked twelfth.

(End of this chapter)