dmims Chapter 88 Strange Fire Forms a Golden Body
Chapter 88 Strange Fire Forms a Golden Body
"What? Elder Yun is seriously injured!?" Xiao Yan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died. He and Elder Yao hurriedly followed Elder Bai and rushed straight to the bottom of the Burning Heaven Refining Tower.
On the other side, Guhe was so shocked by the scene before him that he was speechless.
Yun Congxin's physical body was undoubtedly dead. Black lines covered the remaining upper half of the body, making it look like withered flowers and plants, or a dried corpse.
But after the golden light flashed, a semi-transparent body appeared superimposed on Yun Congxin's already dead body. This body was identical to Yun Congxin in appearance and build, and was full of vitality, just like a young person.
He wasn't a soul; he still had a heartbeat and a pulse, as if... a cloud from another time and space projected onto this place.
"This is..."
The translucent "Clouds from the Heart" drew Guhe's Sea Heart Flame from his already withered body and barely wrapped it around it like silk threads.
Miraculously, Yun Congxin (semi-transparent version) sat up out of thin air, looking as bizarre as a rudimentary out-of-body experience from an old TV drama.
It sat cross-legged, its appearance solemn and dignified, and it even shimmered briefly amidst the surrounding strange fire.
"Elder Yun!" Xiao Yan was so excited that his voice cracked.
"Little guy, calm down." The old apothecary emerged from his storage ring, frowning as he looked at Yun Congxin's condition, and for a moment he was also unsure.
"Master Medicine, can you tell what's wrong with Mr. Yun right now?" Elder Qian asked, bowing respectfully.
After frowning and pondering for a moment, the old apothecary said solemnly, "This power... even I have never seen it before. But it seems that with the help of the strange fire, it has become more vibrant?"
Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then asked excitedly, "Doesn't that mean Elder Yun can still be saved? What does Elder Yun need now? Does he need three different kinds of strange fire like Master?"
The old apothecary shook his head with a wry smile: "They're completely different. I'm currently a soul without a physical body, like a rootless duckweed. But Sect Master Yun's situation is very mysterious, more like..."
"It's hard to say, but one thing is certain: he needs the energy of the strange fire right now, a lot of strange fire energy."
The old apothecary said, "At this point, there's no use in looking back or hesitating. We have no choice but to try. Little fellow, Mr. Gu, the three of us will work together to provide Sect Master Yun with enough exotic fire."
"Okay!" Xiao Yan nodded.
"I will do my utmost," Gu He said, cupping his hands in greeting.
"This place is not safe. Should we move Mr. Yun to a safe place first?" Elder Qian asked.
The old apothecary firmly rejected the idea, saying, "Don't cause any unnecessary trouble, just stay here."
"Since Sect Master Yun is willing to risk his life for me and my disciple, then I am willing to risk everything as well. Even if I am captured by the Soul Palace and my soul is scattered, I will still save his life!"
The three alchemists, each possessing a unique flame, sat cross-legged in a triangle formation. They formed hand seals, and their powerful battle aura was ignited by the flames, resembling three burning bonfires.
Blue, pale white, azure blue—beautiful campfires.
The three alchemists sent out their strange fire energy, which, as if being drawn out of silk, transformed into strands of fire that enveloped the translucent Yun Congxin.
Soon, it transformed into a giant cocoon of three colors of flame.
The elders exchanged glances, took a step back, and stood guard in front of the seal.
Both of them were prepared that if Venerable Chang really broke out of the magma, they would risk their lives to protect Yun Congxin.
"Since Mr. Yun is willing to risk his life for Canaan Academy, Canaan Academy will certainly protect him to the end. We will go through fire and water for this!"
"Freeze!"
The old apothecary whispered, his shrewdness allowing him to quickly grasp the frequency at which Yun Congxin needed the strange fire. Under his guidance, the three strange fires rapidly transformed from wisps of flame into thick pillars, providing Yun Congxin with sufficient fire.
It's strange, really. Strange Fires are the most ferocious and intense things on the Dou Qi Continent. Let alone different Strange Fires meeting, even if they encounter Beast Fire, the Strange Fire will become as violent as a tiger that has been provoked.
But now, perhaps because the golden light shining brightly at the center of Yun Congxin's brow is taking effect, the three different flames have each formed a round-bellied cauldron outside the huge fire cocoon.
The three tripods, though located in the same position, seem to exist on different layers.
In the eyes of the three alchemists, the colors constantly blended and changed, as if someone was continuously using editing software to modify their transparency.
"How strange! I've been wandering the continent for so many years, and I've never seen anything like this before," said the old apothecary, looking at the cauldron of fire that was flashing like a DJ.
Within the fiery cocoon, Yun Congxin was unaware of the profound nature of his current state. His consciousness seemed to be immersed in warm spring water, with golden energy carrying him across various timelines.
It was like a grand dream. He saw the people of a village slowly melting like hot chocolate in the thick gray fog, and he also saw many powerful individuals struggling in the pool of blood, their souls unable to escape.
He also saw flocks of strange, pitch-black birds circling in the air, like a flock of crows dancing wildly, obscuring the sky and not revealing a single ray of light.
He also saw several imposing figures gathered together, each exuding a restrained aura, their strength unfathomable. Yet, they all wore furrowed brows, their suppressed emotions suggesting they were preparing for the apocalypse.
Past, present, future, and even parallel universes—Yun Congxin almost got lost in the river of time.
Unable to find the waterfall of time that represents reality, he could only drift like a small boat amidst various scenes.
Yun Congxin never saw a single beautiful scene; all he could see was calamity, war, suffering, and hardship.
In a daze, his consciousness slowly returned. Exhaustion washed over him like a tidal wave, and Yun Congxin looked like an unlucky guy who had a nightmare all night and hadn't slept well, his face blank.
"Where...is this? What...is this?" Yun Congxin asked herself blankly.
He reached out to rub his head, but his hand didn't touch his head as expected; instead, it passed right through the image.
But the memories kept churning. As the various tragedies seen through the river of time swept by, Yun Congxin finally remembered what had happened before.
"I think... I was cut in two by something?"
As he was talking to himself, he saw a burst of firelight shooting into the sky from the river of time.
In the bleak future filled with devastation, this light was so dazzling that it illuminated the timeline as bright as day.
Even though it was just a projection, Yun Congxin could feel the heat and glare of the flame, and he squinted to look at it.
There, he saw a towering figure surrounded by magnificent flames...