Chapter 547: The Scouring of the Death Flame Spiritual Pool
At the edge of the Death Flame Spiritual Pool, a lone figure stood quietly.
This figure was none other than Moro, the Hall Master of Flame Divine Hall.
"You've come," Moro smiled lightly as Lin Langtian and Tang Xinlian walked into view. However, as Moro's eyes subtly darted between the handsome young man and beautiful young woman, he couldn't shake the sense that something between them had changed. They now seemed like a newlywed couple, their interaction subtly different than before.
Sensing her teacher's peculiar gaze, Tang Xinlian's beautiful face instantly flushed crimson. The boldness with which she had confessed to Lin Langtian earlier vanished completely, replaced by a shyness she rarely showed.
Catching sight of Tang Xinlian's sudden blush, Moro's calm expression shifted slightly, and suspicion began to brew within him. His eyes narrowed slightly as he scrutinized Lin Langtian with newfound wariness.
Could it be…
Meanwhile, oblivious to Moro's internal reaction, Lin Langtian approached the black pool and finally noticed tiny black flames silently rising from the surface. An extremely pure, deathly aura drifted upward, dissipating into the surrounding space.
"This is the Death Flame Spiritual Pool?" Lin Langtian asked curiously, gazing into the darkness of the pool.
"Yes." Moro nodded with slight irritation, "Normally, the Death Flame Pool is opened only once a year, and it was not yet time for this year's opening. Initially, I was reluctant to open it early, since doing so consumes much of its power. However, considering your significant contributions in our recent battle and Xinlian's repeated pleas, I decided to make an exception. Since you've just advanced to the Advanced Death Profound Realm, it will be useful for stabilizing your current stage."
"Many thanks, Senior Moro," Lin Langtian said respectfully, clasping his fists.
"No need to thank me. If you must thank someone, thank that girl Xinlian," Moro replied dismissively, waving his hand.
Lin Langtian turned and smiled softly at Tang Xinlian, but offered no words of thanks. Given their new relationship, such words would only create unnecessary distance.
Tang Xinlian, in return, smiled brightly. At this moment, her heart was firmly bound to Lin Langtian, and her usual commanding presence as the commander of Flame Divine Hall was replaced by the joyful bashfulness of a young girl in love.
"Hmph!" Moro snorted coldly, confirming his earlier suspicion as he observed their affectionate exchange.
No one would be happy to see their precious disciple fall into the hands of another, especially when that disciple was someone he considered as his own daughter. Fortunately, Lin Langtian was outstanding enough; otherwise, Moro would have immediately intervened to separate them.
After Moro's snort snapped him back to reality, Lin Langtian smiled awkwardly, now understanding why Moro's attitude toward him had seemed peculiar.
But Moro said nothing further and instead pointed towards the black pool, "Listen carefully, kid. See those black flames? They are condensed from extremely pure death energy. When you sit on the stone platform in the center of the pool and I activate the Death Flame Spiritual Pool, these death energies will be drawn to the life energy inside you and will fiercely scour your physical body."
"This scouring strengthens the death Qi within you, stabilizes your current realm, and fortifies your physical body. But it also carries great risk. The death Qi here is extremely pure and possesses destructive power. If you fail to endure it, your physical body will decay, leaving only your Yuan Spirit behind."
"Since the establishment of Flame Divine Hall, eight cultivators at the Death Profound Realm have lost their physical bodies to this Death Flame Pool. Only four have withstood ten scouring waves. In recent history, only Xinlian fully endured forty-nine waves."
Hearing this, Lin Langtian showed no surprise. Tang Xinlian was clearly no ordinary genius.
"In that case, let me see exactly how formidable this Death Flame Pool is!"
Lin Langtian smiled confidently, and without further delay, his figure flashed forward, landing on the central stone platform beneath the cascading black waterfall.
As he sat cross-legged on the platform, he lifted his gaze toward the strange black waterfall. Black flames danced within it silently, creating an eerie yet magnificent scene.
"Senior Moro, I'm ready," Lin Langtian said calmly.
Moro nodded, then stretched out his palm and tightly clenched it in the direction of the black pool.
Boom!
The previously tranquil Death Flame Pool abruptly trembled, and the black waters began to churn violently. Deep within, a massive black formation slowly rotated, releasing waves of pure, oppressive death Qi.
A gigantic black dragon formed from the black flames emerged from the surging pool.
Roar!
The black flame dragon roared into the sky, radiating an oppressive, destructive death Qi.
The black flame dragon surged forward, crashing fiercely into Lin Langtian.
Bang!
Lin Langtian shuddered as an enormous torrent of death Qi violently penetrated his body, forcefully scouring his muscles, meridians, bones, and internal organs. His skin rapidly darkened, displaying signs of decay.
However, as an Advanced Death Profound Realm expert, Lin Langtian swiftly activated his internal flame furnace to rapidly absorb and assimilate this violent death Qi, converting it into his own strength.
Another dragon of black flames, even larger than before, quickly emerged and struck him again.
As the intense death Qi surged around him, Lin Langtian's internal flame furnace blazed powerfully, absorbing every strand of death Qi and gradually stabilizing his cultivation.
"Oh? This kid has mastered an extraordinary fire-attribute body-refining art." Moro raised an eyebrow, glancing meaningfully toward Tang Xinlian. He chuckled, "Xinlian, what if I ask Lin Langtian to offer this fire-refining art as his betrothal gift to you?"
Tang Xinlian was stunned momentarily before blushing fiercely. Stamping her foot lightly, she protested, "Teacher, what nonsense are you talking about!"
"Hehe, just kidding. Even if that body-refining art surpasses the heavenly level, I wouldn't accept it. You're the future leader of our Flame Divine Hall, after all," Moro chuckled softly.
Tang Xinlian bit her lip anxiously, suddenly worried that Moro might genuinely object to her relationship with Lin Langtian.
Meanwhile, within the pool, Lin Langtian remained unaware that the concept of a "betrothal gift" had followed him even to this fantasy realm. He focused all his attention on enduring wave after wave of intense death Qi.
The Death Flame Pool was especially effective for stabilizing new breakthroughs at the Death Profound Realm. Moro and Tang Xinlian hadn't initially known that Lin Langtian had already reached the advanced stage, but luckily, this pool would still suffice to consolidate his realm.
Time passed as wave after wave crashed down upon Lin Langtian. After enduring the forty-ninth wave, Moro announced, "That's forty-nine. Next is the fiftieth. Given your cultivation, you might break the record."
At Moro's gesture, an enormous black dragon far more terrifying than any previous wave formed, its blood-red eyes glaring ominously down at Lin Langtian.
With incredible momentum, it descended violently upon him, shattering the surrounding stone platform instantly into ash. Lin Langtian, however, remained steadfast, calm, and resolute.
"Give me five more waves!" Lin Langtian suddenly demanded.
Moro's expression changed sharply. "Lin Langtian, even one additional wave is equivalent to an attack from a peak Death Profound Realm expert. With five additional waves at once, only a Samsara Realm expert could endure that. If you fail, your body will completely decay!"
"Senior Moro, please allow it."
"Teacher, please let him," Tang Xinlian anxiously pleaded, biting her red lips.
Moro sighed deeply. "Very well. But this will severely drain the Death Flame Pool, preventing us from using it again for years."
Moro clenched his palm once more, summoning five enormous black dragons. They descended simultaneously, instantly engulfing Lin Langtian.
For the first time, Lin Langtian released a deep, pained roar as his physical body visibly deteriorated. Moro and Tang Xinlian watched tensely as his flesh began to blacken and decay beneath the merciless bombardment.
"Teacher, we must help him!" Tang Xinlian pleaded anxiously, tears forming in her eyes.
"Don't panic yet. He hasn't given up," Moro murmured gravely.
Lin Langtian's roars gradually weakened as his throat was damaged by the pervasive death Qi. Tang Xinlian clenched her fists tightly, heart aching terribly as she watched him suffer yet persist with incredible resolve.
At that moment, Tang Xinlian understood why she had fallen in love with this slightly older youth. Beyond his extraordinary talent, it was precisely this unyielding determination that deeply moved her.
"Langtian... please hold on…" Tang Xinlian whispered softly, her eyes filled with worry and affection as she anxiously awaited the outcome.
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