Chapter 113

Chapter 113

When Su Yan left the Su Family, he headed straight for the Heavenly Fire Domain.

He bore the Flame Mantra—a cultivation technique that could devour Heavenly Fires to evolve and ascend.

It was said that within the Heavenly Fire Domain, at least four Heavenly Fires were hidden.

In order to subdue more of them, Su Yan made his way directly to this land.

With the help of Old Yao, he successfully subdued Northern Dark Cold Flame and Sky Ripple Void Flame.

And even managed to refine a Dust Fate Pill for Old Yao.

Upon ingesting this pill, one’s soul would fall into slumber for a period of time. Upon reawakening, the soul would undergo a qualitative leap.

Before falling into his slumber, Old Yao found Hai Botong for Su Yan—

With a single sentence, he saw through Hai Botong’s Dao Injury, and promised to refine a pill to suppress it.

From then on, for an entire year, Old Hai served as Su Yan’s Protector.

Later, with Hai Botong’s help, Su Yan subdued the Jingni Fire—These three Heavenly Fires were all Earth-grade flames.

Now, only one remained—a Heaven-grade Heavenly Fire.

If he could seize this final flame, Su Yan would have collected all of the Heavenly Fire Domain’s flames.

But this last one, the Tyrant Black Fire, had always been in the Wang Family’s possession.

Su Yan initially planned to give up.

Yet the Wang Family held the Heavenfire Assembly, declaring that whoever could tame the flame would be allowed to keep it.

Su Yan, with the Flame Mantra and his Divine Physique, shared deep affinity with Heavenly Fire.

As a result, he subdued the Tyrant Black Fire with little effort.

At first, everything went smoothly—until Su Yan was about to leave the Heavenly Fire Domain…

A group of black-clad men began hunting them down.

Su Yan had his suspicions at the time, and once they left the domain—

These people finally dropped the act, revealing their true identities.

As expected, they were from the Wang Family.

This generation of the Wang Family had no one capable of hosting a Heavenly Fire, so they held the Heavenfire Assembly to lure out talents who could.

Once a fire was tamed, the host would be killed—Because once the owner died, the fire would temporarily lose its sentience, making it easier to control.

That was the real reason behind the tournament.

But what they hadn’t anticipated—

Was that Su Yan would prove so hard to kill.

The Wang Family deployed many forces, but failed to capture him.

Seeing Su Yan slipping further away, they grew anxious—

Thus, they deployed the elite Starry Guards.

Technically, Hai Botong’s deal with Su Yan had ended with the Heavenly Fire Domain—

But Hai Botong remained true to his promise.

Which brings things to the present—

“Buddha’s Fury Flame Lotus… Five-Fire Lotus!!”

Su Yan extended his hand—five Heavenly Fires slowly floated outward.

With Jingni Fire as the lotus leaves, Northern Dark Cold Flame as the lotus pod, Tyrant Black Fire as the lotus bloom, Sky Ripple Void Flame as the lotus body…

And finally, the Death Mirage Demon Flame, with its annihilative power, settled in as the seeds.

Buddha’s Fury Flame Lotus—Five Fires as One!!

In that instant!!

The entire sky turned crimson.

Unimaginable destructive power compressed into a single point.

This small, delicate lotus contained an unthinkable destructive force.

Each Heavenly Fire followed different laws, yet in this moment, they maintained a perfect equilibrium.

Should this balance be broken—

The resulting explosion would instantly wipe out half of the Starry Guards present.

“Impossible!! How could you still have a technique like this?!”

“You’re just a grassroot cultivator!! How could you possess such monstrous talent?!”

The commander stared in disbelief.

He was a direct descendant of the Wang Family—He had once tried to control Heavenly Fire, but failed every time.

So he understood how terrifying these flames truly were.

Each fire had its own laws and sentience.

Heavenly Fires couldn’t coexist, nor be fused together!

Everyone knew how hard it was.

Even the Wang Family Patriarch had tried countless times to merge fires—

But always failed. The path seemed completely sealed.

Even after thousands of years of study, the Wang Family had made no progress.

Everyone concluded that fire fusion was a dead path.

And yet, that quietly floating lotus before them—

Silently mocked them.

What the Wang Family couldn’t do in millennia, this boy achieved with ease.

What kind of monster was this?

What kind of talent did this youth possess?

He could already imagine it—

If Su Yan didn’t die, then in the future, among the flames of all worlds, there would stand a Supreme Flame Lord.

A threat like that—must not be allowed to live!

If not eliminated now, the Wang Family will face ruin.

But this flame lotus was too strong.

If they forced an attack, the Starry Guards would suffer heavy losses.

So, his expression shifted—he spoke amiably:

“Su Yan, I’ll give you a chance. Join the Wang Family.”

“Not only will you keep the Tyrant Black Fire, we’ll even help you find more fires.”

“The Wang Family can support you…”

He hoped to trick Su Yan into withdrawing the lotus.

But—

As he spoke, Su Yan’s lips curled upward.

The next moment—

The flame lotus surged with the wind.

Whoooosh!!!

BOOM—!!

A series of deafening explosions tore through the sky.

The power was so terrifying, it seemed as if the heavens would split apart.

Each Heavenly Fire flared to its peak, distorting everything around.

Space froze, morphed, collapsed, and flowed—

Each fire’s unique power revealed itself.

“Hesitating brings ruin…”

“The Patriarch once said: once enemies, talk is meaningless—”

“Only when one side is completely destroyed can peace be discussed!”

The lotus swept across the skies, a beauty beyond the mundane.

Even the brilliance of the sun was overshadowed.

Accompanied by the youth’s resolute voice, the closest Starry Guards were obliterated in the sea of fire.

“NO!! SU YAN!! That move burned your entire life force!!”

“Once the flames fade—none of you will survive!!”

The commander roared in fury.

His heart bled.

Cultivating warriors was easy.

But forming Starry Guards, trained in joint formation warfare—Each one was a massive investment.

And now, for the sake of a single boy—they were falling like flies!

His gaze turned venomous.

He glared at Su Yan, wishing to carve him into pieces.

Once the aftershocks passed…

On the horizon, a regiment of snow-white cavalry silently approached.

Where they passed, frost covered the ground, speckled with blood.

Their march rhythm was eerily uniform.

The sound of hooves, the clink of weapons—all perfectly synchronized.

Anyone who saw them would feel a primal fear.

Rather than a military force, they were more like Harbingers of Death.

Great Snow Dragon Cavalry—invincible beneath the heavens.

Where hooves fell—snow and blood followed.

Since appearing in Great Qin a few years ago, they’d swept away all opposition.

In the Tiandu Domain, hundreds of kingdoms were overshadowed by their might.

In just a few years, only one remained unconquered—

The Jia Ma Empire—a backwater border nation.

It’s only merit: remote and insignificant.

But now, the Qin Emperor sought to unify the entire Tiandu Domain.

After this battle, there would be only one voice across Tiandu—Great Qin.

Thus, the Emperor had personally led the expedition.

But it was less a battle, and more a formality.

Upon hearing of Qin’s mobilization—

The Jia Ma Empire immediately surrendered.

Its royalty preferred to become wealthy citizens than die with their line extinguished.

So many great nations had fallen—what reason did a small one like Jia Ma have to hold out?

This campaign, then, was merely for intimidation.

Visiting Jia Ma was just a token gesture.

“Brother Changsheng, when I unify Tiandu and announce it to the heavens—Do you think the Patriarch will honor me with a smile?”

Su Zheng sat atop the imperial carriage—his face majestic, regal aura coiling about him.

Behind him, a phantom black dragon loomed faintly.

“Rest easy. You know how the Patriarch treats his descendants.”

The man beside him was expressionless—it was the ever-elusive Su Changsheng.

Somehow, these two had joined forces.

On this campaign, Changsheng’s puppet had followed Su Zheng.

“Sigh… The only reason I’ve come this far is because of the Patriarch’s trust.”

“The Path of Emperors… only once you walk it do you realize how hard it is.”

“Lonely kings, solitary rulers… In the end—only family remains to talk to.”