The Spirit of Fire!
The Demon Emperor Di Jun!
Su Linfeng's heart trembled. Could this be the ancestor of the Golden Crows he was sensing?
Good heavens, this was the foremost of the Four Primordial Elemental Spirits before the chaos was split—the true Great Sun Golden Flame!
The real progenitor.
According to legend, at the dawn of creation, the Great Sun Golden Flame descended upon the Fusang Tree on the sun itself, absorbing the boundless merit of creation bestowed by the Great Dao. Its power swelled, and it devoured the other three Elemental Spirits.
After consuming them, the Great Sun Golden Flame transformed into two Golden Crows, each bearing the supreme fate of Nine-Nines.
One was the awe-inspiring, sovereign Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
The other—this fierce, domineering ruler—was the Demon Emperor Di Jun.
"Progenitor of the Golden Crows!"
Su Linfeng raised his eyes to the starry sky, seeking the source of that voice. "Where are you?"
"I no longer exist."
Di Jun's voice returned, tinged with desolation: "What you see before you is nothing but a fragment of my lingering will beneath these stars. You may understand it as—this starry sky itself is me."
"Though you carry my bloodline, it is diluted beyond comprehension—not even one in a billion."
"Too weak. Far too weak."
"Even your entire world could not withstand a single breath of my peak existence."
Six.
Absolute six!
Su Linfeng was stunned, yet he didn't think Di Jun was boasting. In fact, it made perfect sense.
Di Jun had once ruled over all races of the primordial wilderness, founding the Demon Clan and the Celestial Court of antiquity. Compared to Douluo Continent—a mere sewer world—this weakness was inevitable.
If Di Jun had descended here in person, not just the continent, even the God Realm of Douluo could have been snuffed out with a flick of his finger.
"Little one, since you have unwittingly awakened me, I shall in turn awaken your bloodline."
Di Jun's voice rolled again through the cosmic void: "The power I command is that of the sun, moon, and stars—governing the cycles of heaven itself. Feel it carefully."
Outside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
The duel between Bibi Dong and Dugu Bo neared its end. The massive Biqin Snake Emperor crashed down from the heavens, slamming into the mountains.
Bibi Dong descended slowly after it.
The outcome was never in doubt.
She hadn't even revealed her Martial Spirit True Body. With pure strength, she had crushed Dugu Bo—his vaunted poisons were useless before her.
Not only that—
He hadn't even had a chance to escape.
Her Death Spider Spears pressed against the brow of the Biqin Snake Emperor, forcing Dugu Bo back into human form.
At that moment, abnormal phenomena erupted.
Both Bibi Dong and Dugu Bo turned toward Su Linfeng, who sat cross-legged beside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
"He who stood at the dawn of the world, kindling the flame of civilization."
"He who proclaims the cosmos boundless, where gods hide among the stars! Beneath the vault of heaven, he forges the Infinite Realm."
Su Linfeng, caught in a wondrous trance between dream and reality, murmured words that welled from his spiritual sea:
"He who dares touch my edge—though hidden, shall perish!"
Such domineering might!
The universe was vast, gods concealed in the stars—yet beneath the heavens, it was his realm. Whoever provoked him, even gods hidden within the stars, must die.
Such a tyrannical divine aura—worthy of the Demon Emperor Di Jun!
"Linfeng…"
Bibi Dong's brows furrowed in worry. "What is he saying? Some kind of incantation?"
But even as she spoke—
The windless gorge around the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well seemed brushed by a breeze.
Like fire fed by air, flames suddenly ignited around Su Linfeng and then roared skyward.
A piercing, majestic cry split the heavens.
Before the horrified eyes of Bibi Dong and Dugu Bo, a blazing phantom of a three-legged Golden Crow, wreathed in fire, emerged behind Su Linfeng.
Instantly—
Both pairs of eyes locked onto that phantom.
Bibi Dong had once seen Su Linfeng's true body fused with the aura of Destruction. But this—this was entirely different.
The Golden Crow now seemed like a being that had slumbered for countless eons—majestic, sovereign, exuding tyrannical might.
Its eyes opened, glowing crimson like blood-drenched skies.
One gaze alone made Bibi Dong feel her very soul was pierced and torn apart.
The Golden Crow soars like a dragon into the storm, spreading its wings to open the heavens.
"What a terrifying suppression!"
Her heart quivered violently as she stared into those abyssal black pupils. "This is… spiritual oppression!"
It felt like an illusion!
Her Skull Spirit Bone—immune to mental attacks!
Bibi Dong acted instantly, activating her bone skill without hesitation to block the tearing sensation in her soul.
Skull Bone Skill – Real World.
Its effect: immunity to illusions and charms, the ability to pierce through falsity and see the truth. Under its light, all forms of enchantment should collapse.
Yet—her horror deepened.
Her immunity failed.
Worse still, in moments, her "real world" shattered like glass. Even her spiritual power was dragged into those eyes.
A world of chaos.
Sun and moon coexisted. Stars blazed like great suns.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The deafening bellows of colossal, otherworldly beasts shook the heavens, echoing across the boundless sky.
The oppressive weight was suffocating, like the dawn of heaven and earth.
Everywhere—searing red light.
The sky burned, flames engulfed the clouds. The heavens themselves were ablaze.
Fiery brilliance split the firmament. Even the stars ignited, spreading into a wildfire that consumed the skies, turning the heavens into an ocean of fire.
Shock! Terror! Despair!
Bibi Dong drowned in the flames, unable to escape, no matter how she struggled.
No idea how much time passed—
Mmph—
A muffled groan escaped her lips. A familiar presence yanked her soul free of the illusion.
"Elder Sister."
She opened her eyes at the call. The first thing she saw was Su Linfeng's familiar face.
"Linfeng!"
His gaze brimmed with worry. "Elder Sister, are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
She forced composure, though fear still lingered. "What was that just now?"
Only then did she notice—the sky was dimming.
Hours had passed.
She glanced at Dugu Bo. The old poison master lay flat on the ground, twitching, his body racked with terror.
Such a powerful illusion!
Even a Titled Douluo had been trapped. How could that be possible?
Indeed—it wasn't.
That wasn't a mere illusion from Su Linfeng. Even with his evolved martial spirit, he wasn't yet capable of overwhelming a Titled Douluo.
No—what had happened was the brief emergence of Di Jun's lingering will.
A single glance had thrown two Titled Douluo into disarray. Truly, the might of the Demon Emperor was no false legend.
"That was my spiritual sea."
Faced with her questioning, Su Linfeng didn't conceal the truth. He grinned cheekily. "After consuming the immortal herb, not only did my martial spirit evolve again, but I even comprehended a spiritual-type ability—Stellar Gaze."
"And although my spirit power is only at the twenty-fourth rank…"
"I feel my spiritual strength has already reached the level of a Fiftieth-rank Soul King."
"What?!"
Bibi Dong gasped, her eyes wide. One single immortal herb raised your spiritual strength to that of a Soul King? Impossible!