Translator: CinderTL
"A spiritual world..."
Chen Feng's gaze flickered, his intuition unwavering. This sensation bore a striking resemblance to the spiritual power projected by the Lava Lord's projection.
Everything felt real, acting first upon the spirit before influencing reality and impacting the physical body.
Buzz!
At that moment, the fiery world before him stirred.
A golden flame transformed into a streak of light, hurtling toward him.
Chen Feng's brow furrowed momentarily before he lowered his guard.
Whoosh!
The golden flame streaked into the space between his eyebrows, sending a resonant hum through his mind.
It felt like the creation of the universe, with fiery clouds plummeting from the heavens.
Or perhaps like the world itself was ablaze, consuming all in its path.
[Divine Flame, boundless might, Cosmic Flame, burning the cosmos with a single thought.]
[Sun, moon, and stars, forging the world, kindling life with sacred fire.]
Lines of profound text flooded Chen Feng's mind, his expression shifting as he vaguely sensed the surrounding world transforming.
The familiar Holy City palace reappeared, but his focus remained fixed on the information flooding his spirit.
It was the complete essence of the Divine Awakening Method, each word and phrase etched into his memory.
Perhaps due to the method's connection to fundamental laws, scarlet-gold flames materialized around him, burning relentlessly as if to incinerate his flesh and blood.
Kali and Adams stood to the side, their expressions grave as they sensed the palace's temperature suddenly skyrocket. They immediately activated their defenses to isolate the heat.
The white-haired youth, protected between them, watched Chen Feng's every move with a serious expression.
They were well aware of the unique nature of the Divine Awakening Method's inheritance.
Every individual who received the method's essence, regardless of their strength, would suffer divine spiritual burns.
The more complete the essence, the greater the damage, which could even manifest in physical harm to their flesh and blood.
At this moment, Chen Feng had transformed into a living flame, his body erupting with flames like a volcano, engulfing him entirely.
"Will he be alright?" the white-haired youth asked anxiously.
The Divine Flame was a legacy left by their ancestors. Its unique burning power was precisely why no one had ever truly mastered it.
"Lord Feng Chen should be fine," Adams replied calmly, sensing that Chen Feng's life aura remained stable, showing no signs of weakening or decline.
Dozens of gazes turned toward Chen Feng, yet none detected the faint blue light clinging to and concealing itself within his spirit.
"A Cultivation Awakening Method focused on life awakening... why does it feel so familiar?"
The Star Spirit, appearing as a young girl, tilted her head in confusion, also sensing the sudden surge in temperature.
She was currently an intelligent phantom composed of data code, lacking physical senses.
Yet, this searing heat persisted, directly impacting her consciousness.
Before she could analyze it further, Chen Feng, his eyes tightly shut, his muscles taut and veins bulging, gradually sensed a subtle shift within his body.
Buzz!
The sensation originated from his lower abdomen, at the location of his Dantian.
A Scarlet Gold Flame Seed floated there, coalescing into a perfect sphere, resembling a miniature Blazing Sun.
Before reaching the Holy City, he had already reached the peak of the sun realm, but his progress had been stalled by the missing key technique.
Now that the technique was complete, nothing stood in his way.
Whoosh!
Almost instinctively, he focused his mind, and the Flame Seed in his Dantian erupted with Scarlet Gold light once more.
Strands of new power were drawn forth, as if condensing the Essence and Qi and Blood from his flesh and blood.
Gradually, Chen Feng turned his inner gaze inward, focusing intently.
Beside the Blazing Sun, a Scarlet Gold crescent moon slowly materialized.
Initially ethereal as mist, like evaporating vapor, it diffused around the sun.
But as the power condensed, it gradually gained substance, beginning to orbit the Cosmic Flame Blazing Sun.
In that moment, Chen Feng's heart trembled, as if he had grasped something profound.
This was the bottleneck of the martial dao realm, a level of heart's momentum higher than Pinnacle Intent.
It felt as if an invisible barrier was holding him back, always just out of reach.
At that very moment, the system interface silently appeared, displaying a message:
[Divine Awakening Method: Cosmic Flame - Moon Realm (Transforming...)]
As the words registered in his mind and he sensed the persistent barrier, Chen Feng instantly understood the key:
"A massive boost of Essence."
Breakthroughs in the awakening method were inextricably linked to the body's Essence. The so-called Transformation naturally required substantial nourishment.
And fortunately, he wasn't empty-handed.
Buzz!
In an instant, his Perception amplified to an astonishing degree.
Chen Feng's spiritual will influenced reality, telekinetically summoning three bottles of Sacred Spirit Essence and removing their caps.
Glug! Glug!
He gulped down the liquid crystal-like Sacred Spirit Essence, ignoring the astonished gazes of Kali, Adams, and the others.
Within mere breaths, warm currents surged through his abdomen as the potent life force within the Sacred Spirit Essence transformed into fresh nourishment.
Strands of energy converged in his Dantian, following the advanced techniques of the Divine Awakening Method to further nurture the Flame Seed's growth.
Thanks to this, Chen Feng clearly perceived the dreamlike Scarlet Gold Crescent Moon gently vibrating. Wisps of flame-like mist emerged, nourishing its growth and dramatically accelerating its solidification.
Time ticked by, and the palace fell into complete silence.
The spiritual flames searing Chen Feng's body gradually dissipated, and Adams and the others realized he was at a critical juncture.
Without uttering a word, they waited patiently.
Some Legion Warriors, under his orders, stood guard outside the palace with heightened vigilance, even prohibiting the sound of footsteps.
In the silent anticipation, the Scarlet Gold Crescent Moon in Chen Feng's Dantian fully materialized and began to orbit the Blazing Sun autonomously.
Chen Feng's spirit jolted, sensing a subtle shift within his being.
Simultaneously, the panel before him silently updated:
[Divine Awakening Method: Cosmic Flame - Moon Realm (1%)]
[Strength: 114 → 117]
[Agility: 110 → 113]
[Constitution: 124 → 127]
[Willpower: 106 → 116]
"A total of 19 attribute points increased?"
Chen Feng's gaze sharpened, surprised.
It wasn't because the gains in Strength and Constitution were relatively small.
Chen Feng's physical body had already reached an astonishing level, capable of easily shaking any Lower Angel and comparable to abyssal rainbow iron. Every incremental improvement was exceedingly difficult.
Conversely, he was more surprised by the enhancement to his spiritual will—a full 10 attribute points.
A thought struck him.
Chen Feng extended his palm, focusing his mind.
Adams and the others, though puzzled, refrained from asking, silently observing his actions.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the palace temperature soared again.
The dark golden rock walls showed signs of melting. Kali's expression shifted slightly as she stared intently at the scarlet-gold flame that had materialized in Chen Feng's palm.
Initially, the flame took the form of a lifelike Scarlet Gold Fierce Tiger, small in stature but intensely realistic, as if it were perched on a volcanic cliff, roaring skyward.
Roar!
The roar reverberated through their minds.
Then, a miniature Blazing Sun slowly rose, accompanied by a crescent moon that began to orbit it.
The thick palm was now engulfed in scarlet-gold flames, transforming into a sea of fire—a world within his hand.
For some inexplicable reason, Adams and Kali's pupils contracted, as if Chen Feng's figure had suddenly transformed.
Though he remained standing in place, it felt as if he had replaced the very palace they were in.
The towering figure loomed like a volcano, dominating the horizon and melting everything around it.
Scarlet Gold flames swirled around him like molten lava, flowing endlessly.
The Blazing Sun and Radiant Moon hung simultaneously in the sky, their scorching explosions capable of incinerating all, leaving neither flesh nor spiritual will unscathed.
For a moment, even Adams, the Pseudo-Angel, felt immense pressure. His Golden Armor began to melt, his flesh felt imprisoned, and his consciousness gradually evaporated.
Clang!
Under this influence, the Holy Sword within the white-haired youth's body activated autonomously.
A golden Power of the Holy Sword materialized instantly. Chen Feng's gaze flickered, and he flicked his finger.
Ding!
The Scarlet Gold flames, manifested as a volcanic landscape, formed a fiery curtain.
When it collided with the golden Holy Sword, a metallic clang rang out, neither side yielding an inch.
The anxious white-haired youth froze in surprise. Adams and Kali exchanged astonished glances, their hearts trembling with a primal fear.
"This must be the heart's momentum..."
Chen Feng's eyes narrowed as he carefully observed the Scarlet Gold flames resisting the Holy Sword. He began to grasp the nature of his own transformation.
This was a realm beyond Pinnacle Intent—a heart's momentum, yet also a Martial Dao Momentum uniquely his own.
By merging the power of the mind with the Cosmic Burning Force, one could not only unleash double the destructive power but also affect both the physical and spiritual realms of life, creating an overwhelming momentum.
More accurately, this could be described as spiritual pressure.
It could target individuals or influence entire realms, granting the user dominion over the world.
Enemies lacking similar defenses would face absolute suppression of their spiritual will.
"No wonder my spiritual will has increased so dramatically," Chen Feng mused, realizing that he had finally become a true Lower Angel.
Now possessing the corresponding power and unique abilities, he could easily defeat angel clones like the Lava Lord's should he encounter them again.
Hum!
He withdrew his Martial Dao Momentum.
Silence returned as the Cosmic Flame slowly receded from his massive frame.
All phenomena vanished, and the palace's scorching heat rapidly dissipated, as if transported far from a volcanic region.
The Holy Sword, which had been agitated, fell silent once more. The wisp of Power of the Holy Sword returned to the white-haired youth's body, leaving him largely unaffected.
"Lord Feng Chen, have you achieved a breakthrough?"
The white-haired youth asked curiously, his face still bearing some wrinkles, but his life aura had stabilized considerably.
He had sensed the change in Chen Feng—a surge of spiritual pressure.
Adams and Kali, standing to Chen Feng's left and right, also regained their senses. Though curiosity flickered in their eyes, lingering shock and doubt remained.
The earlier vision had nearly convinced them they were facing a true angel.
Before this, while Chen Feng had been undeniably powerful, his life aura had still fallen short of that divine level.
"I've made some progress," Chen Feng calmly acknowledged with a nod.
Without the Holy City's voluntary assistance, he wouldn't have broken through so smoothly.
Both the key to the awakening method and the replenishment of Sacred Spirit Essence had been indispensable.
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, he turned his gaze to the golden box suspended among the vines.
The wisp of golden flame floating within had dimmed considerably, now resembling a faint spark on the verge of extinguishing.
If he wasn't mistaken, this was a remnant of power from a mental world projection—the kind of formidable force possessed only by beings like the Lava Lord and the Winged Serpent King.
In other words, the one who left behind this golden flame must have been a true High-Ranking Angel.
Unfortunately, perhaps due to the passage of time and Chen Feng's acquisition of the complete cultivation method, the spiritual power contained within the flame had dwindled to almost nothing.
"I remember now!"
Suddenly, Star Spirit's voice echoed in Chen Feng's mind, her tone certain. "No wonder it seemed familiar earlier. This is the extraordinary method we collected from other worlds."
"If they dare to call it 'divine,' that civilization must have possessed some real skill. It seems likely that descendants of the nine kings' bloodline attempted to cultivate it."
Her voice gradually grew complex, and Chen Feng understood the key point.
The Ancient Taiduo Civilization was immensely proud of its technological prowess, believing it could rival true Evil Gods and elevate mortals to divine status.
As a result, they scorned individual cultivation methods, especially the core members who controlled Divine Technology.
Yet, ironically, this proud and powerful civilization ultimately chose the very weapons they had once disdained.
The two remained silent for a moment, neither speaking.
Unaware of their situation, the white-haired youth slowly approached, his Golden Throne hovering and moving beneath him.
"Though this Divine Flame was left by our ancestors, its true purpose remains the preservation of the Holy City," he said calmly. Through the Holy Sword, he had sensed the immense energy consumption of the golden flame, even without directly facing it. Perhaps it could only be used for one more visualization before vanishing completely.
"Compared to the debt we owe you for saving us, these material possessions are insignificant," he continued. "Moreover, if it allows Lord Feng Chen to achieve a breakthrough, any sacrifice is worth it."
Worried that Chen Feng might feel guilty, the white-haired youth offered this explanation with genuine sincerity, showing no hint of regret. In fact, he seemed to believe the flame was finally being used to its full potential, allowing the awakening method to shine in its complete glory.
Surprised, Chen Feng met the youth's clear gaze and could tell he wasn't lying. The emotions within his Perception were remarkably serene.
It had to be said that the Holy City's city lord, this young highness, possessed a temperament truly beyond the ordinary.
"Your highness, why haven't you cultivated the awakening method yourself?" Chen Feng suddenly realized a crucial point, his voice tinged with confusion. According to the youth's earlier explanation, the golden flame should have been visualized multiple times in the past.
Yet, according to his perception, this wielder of the Holy Sword, the highest-ranking figure in Holy City, was merely an ordinary person without an awakened Seed of Life.
As if anticipating Chen Feng's question, the white-haired youth remained calm, showing no surprise. Instead, under the complex gazes of Adams and Kali, he smiled faintly. "It's nothing, really. After our ancestors fell, our lineage lost the ability to resist the Serpent God's curse."
"Over time, we lost the chance to awaken the awakening method."
A hint of sorrow and bitterness lingered in his smile. Chen Feng paused, then let out a complex sigh.
So that's how it is.
"But it doesn't matter. I've grown used to it."
"It's just a pity that I can't always protect everyone better."
His self-reproach prompted Chen Feng to fall silent.
The youth was barely eighteen, yet he bore the responsibility for the survival of humanity in this world. Moreover, seeing his prematurely aged face, so incongruous with his age, Chen Feng knew these weren't empty words. The youth was truly sacrificing his life for this cause.
"There are many ways to protect people," Chen Feng said.
"Even without cultivating the awakening method, you've already done so."
Chen Feng rarely offered words of comfort, prompting Adams and Kali to exchange glances.
"Indeed, Your Highness, Lord Feng Chen speaks truly."
"You mustn't blame yourself. If not for you, we would have been destroyed in the past wars long ago."
The two quickly joined in with their own words of reassurance, and the light in the white-haired youth's eyes brightened by another two degrees.
Through this casual conversation, Chen Feng learned the youth's name:
"Isidore Ling."
"He's a descendant of the Spirit King!" Star Spirit exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise.
"What is it?" Chen Feng asked, recalling his Dream Incursion aboard the Heaven's Fall. Back then, his identity had seemed to be that of the Spirit King.
"The Spirit King was the most disdainful of the nine kings when it came to touching upon the supernatural arts!" Star Spirit's tone grew complex, her face filled with awe as she scrutinized Isidore's features.
Chen Feng shook his head helplessly, sighing at the twists of fate.
Tap, tap!
Soon, amidst the idle chatter, footsteps approached. Adams walked forward and gazed at the sky beyond the main hall.
The colossal pyramid, thousands of meters tall, loomed like a massive beast adrift between heaven and earth.
Withdrawing his gaze, Adams turned to Chen Feng and asked earnestly,
"Lord Feng Chen, do you know the origins of that extraterrestrial creator?"
As the words fell, Isidore and Kali also turned their gazes toward Chen Feng.
Although Heaven's Fall had never exerted its full power or revealed its other capabilities, they were certain that this colossal civilization construct was connected to Chen Feng.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have accompanied him here.
"Let me explain," the Star Spirit interjected before Chen Feng could answer.
Her mental world projection revealed an expression of anticipation and pleading, her eagerness palpable.
She wasn't just eager to speak face-to-face with Isidore, the descendant of countless generations of spirit kings, but also to facilitate communication regarding the materials needed for Heaven's Fall's continued repairs.
Sensing her intentions, Chen Feng pondered for a moment and didn't object.
He and the Star Spirit were partners, and her opinions deserved respect.
Moreover, it was best to entrust specialized tasks to experts.
Since the Star Spirit was ultimately responsible for Heaven's Fall's repairs, her direct communication would undoubtedly be more efficient.
However...
"Rest assured," the Star Spirit said earnestly, taking the initiative. "I won't reveal a single detail about Earth without your explicit permission."
She understood Chen Feng's concerns about exposing Earth's existence prematurely.
Sensing her sincerity, Chen Feng pondered for a moment before giving a slight nod.
"Very well."
He was confident she wouldn't break her promise. After all, he could leave this realm at any time. Moreover, he was the only one who could lead the Star Spirit into a second Dream Incursion to the Secret Realm World. If she dared betray their agreement, he could simply isolate her upon their return to Earth.
As soon as the words were spoken, the air before Chen Feng shimmered. Streaks of blue light, like crackling electricity, rapidly converged, coalescing into a humanoid form.
Within moments, a majestic figure materialized within the ancient, dark-gold palace, its expression aloof and regal. Clad in a flowing, ethereal blue robe, the being possessed a third eye at the center of its forehead.
"I existed long before the Biguteto Empire," the figure declared. "You may address me as Lord Star Spirit."
(End of the Chapter)
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