The wild wind, sharp as a knife, brutally lashed Yan Song’s face, carrying the unique grit and chill of the wilderness.He was held tightly by the Silverwing Demon’s icy claws, which gripped his throat.The scales on the claws were like ice-tempered steel needles, pricking the skin on his neck, making it ache, and his breathing became intermittent.“Let go—let go of me!”Yan Song struggled violently, flailing his limbs, but the Silverwing Demon’s strength was astonishing; its pincer-like claws remained unmoving.Fear, like a vine, wrapped around his heart, especially when he saw the other party’s emotionless, eerie green vertical pupils.A bone-deep despair surged from his feet to his head—he had never imagined that he would face death in such a humiliating manner.Just then, the Silverwing Demon suddenly lowered its head, its nose almost touching his forehead, its vertical pupils clearly reflecting his distorted face.Immediately after, to Yan Song’s disbelief, a calm, almost indifferent voice emerged from its fanged mouth:“No need to struggle, you’re dead.”Yan Song’s pupils suddenly constricted, as if struck by a bolt of lightning.This was not the hoarse roar of a demon, but perfectly articulated Imperial Common Language, every syllable crystal clear.What chilled him even more was that this voice… had an indescribable familiarity, as if he had heard it somewhere before.Was it a delusion?Before he could think further, the demonic energy around the Silverwing Demon suddenly surged, and a hint of human mockery seemed to flash in its vertical pupils.A silver Gate of Void suddenly opened out of thin air in front, behind which was bottomless darkness.Yan Song’s eyes widened sharply, and countless fragmented memories exploded in his mind—his inexplicable poisoning, the Silverwing Demon’s precise killing intent, and that damn familiar voice…“Qin Tian!!! It’s you, Qin Tian!!!” he shrieked with all his strength, his voice hoarse and distorted from suffocation, yet filled with extreme shock and disbelief.The moment they passed through the Gate of Void, the raging wind abruptly vanished, and the surrounding scenery instantly changed.The rampant demonic energy dissipated, replaced by the dry air unique to the plains.The distant horizon was clearly visible, and even the wind became gentle.“Thud!”Yan Song was brutally thrown to the ground, landing with a solid thud.He lay sprawled on the muddy ground, coughing violently, greedily inhaling fresh air.The pain in his neck reminded him of his near-death experience.“Qin Tian, it’s you!!!” He struggled to prop up his upper body, raising his head, glaring fiercely at the Silverwing Demon before him, his eyes filled with venom and madness.“You actually transformed into a Silverwing Demon to kill me! Aren’t you afraid that after this matter is exposed, the military and the Yan Family will grind you to dust?!”The Silverwing Demon stood still, its eerie green eyes quietly watching him, not moving immediately.After a moment, the demonic energy around it began to recede, its metallic wings slowly retracted, and the black scales retreated like a tide, revealing the human skin beneath.Qin Tian’s face gradually became clear in the sunlight.He looked at the disheveled Yan Song on the ground, a cold smile curving his lips: “The military? The Yan Family?”He slowly squatted down, meeting Yan Song’s gaze, his voice filled with undisguised mockery: “Everyone saw that it was a Silverwing Demon who killed you.What does that have to do with me, Qin Tian?”“You—”Yan Song suddenly looked up, his chest heaving violently, a lump like cotton stuck in his throat.He then realized—from the Silverwing Demon’s surprise attack to his abduction, the entire process was witnessed by many.At this moment, Qin Tian should even still be in the camp ruins.Even if his body were discovered, the blame would only fall on the demons.Who would suspect Qin Tian, who was sitting right beside him at the time?Cold sweat instantly drenched his back; his previous arrogance and venom were frozen by a chill.He looked at the utterly cold killing intent in Qin Tian’s eyes and suddenly realized—the other party never intended for him to return alive from the very beginning, nor did he care about the Yan Family.“Qin—Qin Tian,” Yan Song’s voice suddenly softened, and he even tried to force a fawning smile, which looked particularly twisted due to the bloodstains on his face, “I was wrong.I shouldn’t have used you, and I certainly shouldn’t have opposed you.”He struggled to get up, but as his knees bent halfway, Qin Tian kicked him in the back, sending him crashing back to the ground.Mud got into his mouth and nose, and a wave of humiliation washed over him, but he didn’t even dare to groan.“Mercy, have mercy!” Yan Song’s voice was tearful, utterly devoid of the arrogance of a Golden Family genius.“I’m willing to give you Burning Heaven Purgatory.It’s also one of the Ten Famous Guns, absolutely no worse than the Dark Moon in your hand.Additionally, I’m willing to hand over the position of leader of the Crimson Gold Battle Group.Just let me go, and I promise I’ll never pursue this matter.”He pleaded incoherently, his fingers desperately digging into the dirt, his nail beds filled with withered grass.The fear of death coiled around his heart like a venomous snake.All the identities, bloodlines, and power he once prided himself on became laughable decorations in the face of life and death.Qin Tian looked down at his trembling figure, his body still twitching with fear beneath his foot.He slowly retracted his foot and nudged Yan Song’s side face: “Now you know fear?”Yan Song quickly rolled over, prostrating himself on the ground, repeatedly kowtowing.His forehead struck the gravel with a dull thud, and blood soon seeped out: “I’m scared! I’m truly scared! Qin Tian, you are a great man, just treat me like a dog, and let me go this one time!”He had never imagined he would have such a humble day, but compared to his life, what did this humiliation matter?As long as he could leave here alive, he would eventually repay everything he suffered today twofold—of course, he only dared to hide these thoughts in his heart, not even daring to reveal a hint in his eyes.Qin Tian looked at his fawning demeanor, the curve of his lips growing colder.He slowly stood up, looking down at Yan Song, who was like a stray dog on the ground, his gaze lingering for a moment on the ruby ring Yan Song wore.The wind swept across the plain, picking up a few withered yellow leaves that landed in Yan Song’s sweaty hair.He held his breath, staring intently at Qin Tian’s toes, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst from his chest.Just then, he suddenly felt the weakness in his body recede like a tide, and spiritual power returned to his control.But at this moment, he dared not act rashly.In the previous blow, his body was already a tangled mess, most of his bones shattered, muscles torn.Even if his spiritual power returned, he couldn’t contend with Qin Tian.Now, the only thing he could rely on was Burning Heaven Purgatory.“Burning Heaven Purgatory, help me kill him.I’m willing to offer you five thousand high-grade fire spirit stones—no, ten thousand!” Yan Song injected his mental power into the ring, communicating anxiously.The ruby on the ring flickered slightly, as if in response.Hope ignited in Yan Song’s eyes.He stared intently at the ring, anticipating it transforming into that world-destroying hand cannon, pulverizing Qin Tian into fragments.However, what happened next stunned both Yan Song and Qin Tian.The ruby ring suddenly broke free from Yan Song’s finger, transforming into a red light.As if alive, it flew directly towards Qin Tian.Qin Tian subconsciously raised his hand, but the ring precisely slipped onto his index finger, fitting perfectly, as if it was meant to belong to him.The ruby shimmered in the sunlight, radiating a gentle warmth, perfectly blending with Qin Tian’s aura.Qin Tian was momentarily stunned, looking down at the ring on his finger, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.He could clearly feel a pure flame power flowing between the ring and his spirit veins, as if there was some mysterious connection between them.Yan Song was even more utterly frozen, his eyes filled with disbelief.He blinked hard, wondering if he was hallucinating due to severe injuries.That was his Burning Heaven Purgatory, which he had “worshipped” for many years.How could it suddenly recognize Qin Tian as its master?Impossible!Absolutely impossible!“No—Burning Heaven Purgatory, come back!” Yan Song shrieked, reaching out a trembling hand to snatch the ring back, but as soon as he moved,He was tormented by a sharp pain in his body and collapsed to the ground, only able to watch his divine weapon shine on someone else’s finger.Qin Tian recovered, feeling the strange power contained within the ring, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.He looked at Yan Song, a hint of playfulness in his eyes: “It seems even your weapon thinks there’s no future in following you.”Yan Song’s face instantly turned pale, a wave of despair surging through his heart.His spiritual power couldn’t support his body, and his only hope had betrayed him; he was utterly trapped in a desperate situation.Qin Tian looked down at Yan Song in this state and chuckled softly.He suddenly understood why villains in TV dramas ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) always chattered incessantly and showed arrogant expressions when the protagonist was in trouble—because it felt really good.Watching the once arrogant Yan Song now despairing and wailing like a stray dog before him, that feeling of controlling everything,Indeed, it brought a strange surge of pleasure to his heart.However, he still understood the principle that villains die from talking too much.He no longer gave Yan Song any chance.His eyes sharpened, and a faint black aura gathered in his right palm, which he unhesitatingly brought down on Yan Song’s head.Soul Devour!“Pfft—”Blood mist instantly spewed from Yan Song’s seven orifices, his body convulsed violently, his eyes filled with terror and despair.He wanted to scream but couldn’t make any sound, only feeling a powerful force surging into his mind, tearing at his soul.Yan Song’s soul was as if gripped by an invisible hand, forcibly pulled out of his body, letting out a silent scream in the air.The transparent soul body was covered in cracks, and under the effect of Soul Devour, it was torn into fragments little by little.The fragments flew like snowflakes towards Qin Tian’s glabella, merging into his mind.Scenes from Yan Song’s memories flashed before Qin Tian’s eyes: his pampered childhood in the family, his pride when he first awakened the Golden Bloodline, his anger when ridiculed by his clansmen after a setback, his schemes to unscrupulously seize the position of leader of the Crimson Gold Battle Group, and his cold indifference when treating the First Battalion and Third Battalion as expendable…These memory fragments merged with Qin Tian’s memories, giving him a deeper understanding of Yan Song and the Golden Family.And Yan Song’s life force, as his soul was devoured, rapidly ebbed away.His skin visibly became dry and ashen, and his chest, which had been faintly rising and falling, completely stopped breathing.Finally, Yan Song’s eyes were wide open, pupils dilated, still filled with reluctance and despair, gazing at the empty sky as if questioning why fate was so unfair.But he would never get any answers again.Qin Tian slowly withdrew his palm, looking at Yan Song, who had completely lost his life on the ground, his face devoid of any expression.Soul Devour not only allowed him to obtain Yan Song’s memories but also absorbed a portion of his soul power, making his mental power more refined.He raised his hand and looked at Burning Heaven Purgatory on his finger.The ruby on the ring flickered, seemingly whispering about its former master’s demise.A flash of orange light flew towards him, merging into his body.Qin Tian saw that it was indeed the Golden Family Yan Family’s bloodline talent—Crimson Flame Soulfire.A Golden-level talent naturally could not be missed.However, each Golden-level talent has very distinct characteristics and is easily recognized, so Qin Tian could not directly merge the talent with his body.He looked at all the talents in the recycle bin and simply picked out dozens of flame-related talents to merge with Crimson Flame Soulfire.During the merging process, most of the flame talents’ characteristics were difficult to retain, but this hodgepodge of a new talent would certainly be unique in the world, and perhaps it could bring him new surprises.Accompanied by a system prompt, Qin Tian chose to confirm the merge.The next moment, the orange orb of Crimson Flame Soulfire floated in his sea of consciousness, like a block of orange pigment waiting to be mixed.Suddenly, dozens of white, green, blue, and purple orbs surged simultaneously, like an overturned palette.As the various colored orbs crashed into the orange orb, they tumbled and intertwined within it.As the merge deepened, the colorful patches gradually blended and settled, the peripheral Variegated slowly being devoured by the core orange light.When the last trace of purple vanished, the orb had transformed into a completely orange-red sphere.Name: Devouring Soulflame (Orange)Type: Composite TalentDescription: Devouring Soulflame is condensed from dozens of flame-type talents, a pure flame power focused on devouring and soul scorching.It can devour all forms of flame energy it comes into contact with to strengthen itself, and can also burn bones and souls with soul fire, being extremely aggressive.1. World-Burning Devourer: Can devour all flame-form energy it comes into contact with, whether it be spiritual fire, exotic fire, or demonic flame, it can forcibly absorb them and increase its own flame intensity.During the devouring process, the flame will automatically strip away impurities, retaining only the purest fire essence.This fire essence will seep into the user’s body, tempering the body with fire.2. Flame Soul Symbiosis: Integrates the soul fire origin precipitated in the flame into one’s own soul, entering a period of “Flame Lord” state.In this state, the Flame Lord’s strength experiences explosive growth, physical qualities are greatly enhanced, and flame damage increases by 300%.3. Soul-Devouring Bone-Burning: Devouring Soulflame will entwine the target like a parasitic vine, continuously causing scorching damage to both the physical body and the soul.Ordinary means are difficult to clear.When the flame burns on the target for five seconds or more, the soulflame will then penetrate deep into the soul core, causing 1%-5% irreversible damage to the target’s soul strength per second, while also triggering soul tremors, causing the target to have a certain probability of falling into a “Soul Collapse” state.

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