C2383 My Heart Is Not Dead

F * ck, this wasn't even fire, it was clearly a bolt of lightning!

Even though his body was tough, and his vitality was strong, he was still sent flying backwards. His ribs were breaking bit by bit, and his tendons and veins were even damaged, causing him to be in a miserable state that could not be seen.

Not only that, under the might of the flame tongue, Lin Bai was not the only one injured by this. The flying sword that had originally been floating in the flames and had completely damaged the Dao patterns on it, had now completely crumbled apart. It seemed like it was only floating in the air, constantly floating within the fiery domain, as if it could be burnt into nothingness by the raging inferno at any moment …

However, as far as Lin Bai could see, under this terrifying fire, although the flying sword shattered inch by inch, the shattered flying sword fragments were even more exquisite and transparent than before. It was as if many of the impurities were completely released after this intense bombardment, causing the materials used to forge these flying swords to become even purer.

Not only that, among those fragments, other than the colorful aura that had previously circulated about, there were also faint traces of the black and white aura that seemed to be changing, as if life and death were rotating and turning into reincarnation.

The flying sword's material had gone through a high degree of heat tempering and had gained a miraculous effect. This should have been a very fortunate thing. But the current Lin Bai was unable to be happy no matter what he did.

Although the flying sword's material had been improved and refined to an incomparably pure degree, under this monstrous fire, he did not have the power to re-engrave Dao patterns on the flying sword's material. Moreover, he had some doubts, even if he had the ability to engrave Dao patterns, would those Dao patterns just appear and then be destroyed by this monstrous fire?

More importantly, this wild and violent fire was deadly to the injuries that Lin Bai had caused. He did not know if he would be able to withstand it if he could withstand the power of this raging fire a few more times under the control of the Yin Yang Divine Flame.

Boom!" It was as though he was trying to verify Lin Bai's thoughts. He wanted to test out exactly how long he could endure under this berserk tongue of fire. Just as he was thinking about this, another monstrous tongue of fire whistled over.

Violent flames swept across the area, causing Lin Bai to be sent flying backwards. The impact ripped open Lin Bai's flesh and blood, making him look like he had turned into a man made of blood. Moreover, because of this intense flame intent, his soul was also restless and restless. It was as if a ball of flames was left behind within his soul, as though it was about to burn and turn into ashes.

This was an indescribable pain and suffering. The terror of this flame far surpassed the divine punishment that Lin Bai had experienced before. He would not be able to deal with it as calmly as before. If he was not careful, he would be burnt to ashes and perish.

This was an extreme calamity, or perhaps an ordinary person, under the terrifying might of this fire, any attack would directly turn them into ashes, causing them to lose their confidence. Only someone like Lin Bai who had great determination would be able to sustain this.

Furthermore, due to the desperate situation, Lin Bai, who was preoccupied with himself, did not realize that there was an illusory figure standing within the multicolored flames within the eighth level of the Fire Domain. No matter how noisy the fire was, it did not dare to approach the illusion in the slightest. It was as if there was some sacred aura on the illusion that caused it to not dare to act rashly.

Right now, the simulacrum was staring intently at Lin Bai, as though it wanted to see how long Lin Bai would be able to hold on. It wanted to see what kind of method Lin Bai would use to deal with all of this.

Upon seeing Lin Bai, whose skin was already split open and his aura weak, still had no intention of backing down, the simulacrum nodded its head after continuously fighting against the raging flames, seemingly extremely satisfied with Lin Bai's fighting spirit.

However, this satisfaction did not change this illusion, as it wanted to increase Lin Bai's mental state of suffering. After nodding slightly, the mysterious man gently waved his hand, following the direction of the ninth layer of the Fire Domain. Immediately, another stream of the Yin Yang Divine Flame came roaring in and poured into the eighth layer of the Fire Domain.

What had happened? Why did the situation become so strange? Looking at the fire that suddenly soared several times, Lin Bai could not help but furrow his brows, the doubt in his heart growing even deeper. He didn't understand what was going on in this fiery domain. Was someone scheming against him, or was he someone who was unacknowledged by the heavens as a degenerate?

Crack! Under the fire that had suddenly increased by several more degrees, the flying sword that had already shattered into countless fragments now broke apart once again. One piece after another, it was as if it were going to turn into dust as it floated within the flames.

"Why is this happening?" Lin Bai muttered bitterly. His voice was filled with helplessness and grief. The materials needed to forge a flying sword were already extremely rare. Even after searching all over the continent, he was only able to find the materials needed to forge a single flying sword.

However, these items now showed signs of turning to dust. He did not dare to imagine just how difficult it would be if he lost all of these materials and wanted to gather more in the future.

More importantly, if he didn't succeed in refining the flying sword, then even if he could survive this ordeal and successfully enter the Celestial Realm, he wouldn't have the strength to fight against those so-called immortals and fight back against Sophia and Li Qingnan.

The flame was extremely bright. Hundreds of millions of strands of flames that resembled the flames of a god were falling down, bombarding the flying sword, creating a series of clanging sounds. The sound was so deafening that it gave off an indescribably mysterious aura.

In fact, it wasn't just the flying swords. In the face of this blazing fire, Lin Bai's own situation wasn't that good either. Under the wild assault of the fire, even though he used all of his methods and wanted to stop it, he was simply unable to. As his body was being attacked by the fire, his flesh and blood were already flying everywhere, and his soul was even on the verge of collapsing.

It wasn't that he didn't have any ideas on how to deal with them, it was just that he didn't have the ability to use the brush to control the five elements. He wanted to use the flame in the Fire Domain so that it wouldn't harm him. However, the Yin Yang Divine Flame in the fiery domain seemed to have completely exceeded the scope of the five elements. No matter how hard he tried to move the brush, he was unable to move even the slightest bit of it.

Under the terrifying divine flames, even the Earth Vein Horned Dragon was unable to damage it in the slightest. As soon as the Earth Vein Dragon entered, it was quickly occupied by the flames. After a series of heaven-shaking roars, it disappeared into thin air.

Under this might, Lin Bai felt an unprecedented sense of despair. The fire he was facing now was completely different from all the other punishments he had experienced in the past, and the power was even more intense as well. Although the monstrous flames illuminated the surroundings, the darkness in his heart caused one to feel that they could no longer see any light. Other than despair, there was nothing else.

This scene caused Lin Bai to suspect whether his path would end here …

Boom!" Lin Bai was like a kite with a broken string as he heavily smashed into the stone wall of the fiery domain. His entire body no longer had any good meat, and his bones creaked as if he was about to break into pieces. Pieces of his flesh flew out and scattered all over the place, landing on the flying sword fragments in the sea of fire.

Clang! When the blood rain fell and landed on the fragments, the flying sword fragments, which were almost turned to dust, actually began to shine brightly. Although it was just a little bit of dust, it still released a soaring sword aura that shot straight into the sky and unleashed an endless number of wild attacks.

"This is …" Looking at the scene before him, Lin Bai was shocked speechless. He thought that after turning into dust, the materials to forge the flying sword would have all their spirituality destroyed and would become mortal things.

But now it seemed like he was wrong. Although the flying sword had turned into dust fragments, the sword intent contained within them did not disappear. Their fighting spirit instead became even stronger and even more powerful than before.

This isn't the end. This … this is just the beginning! This was a road of transformation. Before the moment was completely destroyed, it would never be the time to stop. Hope still existed, still exuding a boundless radiance!

Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining, always the same! He suddenly thought of the old Chinese saying, 'The blade of the treasured sword will be sharpened, and the plum blossom fragrance will come from the bitter cold.' Without all these thousands of tempering, how could there be any glory?!

The flying sword had already turned into a dust like existence, as if it was trying to eliminate all of the spirituality under the power of the fire. However, it still did not lose its will to fight.

The blood and the dust like flying sword fragments mixed together and constantly trembled, emitting waves of clear, draconic sounds. Every speck of dust seemed to have a soaring sword intent that cut through the sea of fire. They were unyielding and tenacious to fight against each other.

Even though a sword was on the verge of destruction, it still did not give up hope. As the spiritual elder of all living things, as a person who had experienced so many trials and tribulations, he had finally reached this step. How could he give up so easily when he was shouldering so many burdens?

Even if it was a disaster, even if it was a fire that burned for a second, it was difficult to bear. It was as if they wanted to tear people to pieces, but how could they give up and give up hope!

My heart will not die, I hope to live forever. My will will will live forever, and my sword will succeed! Lin Bai murmured, a light shining in his eyes.

At the same time, the phantom within the fire domain let out a low sigh. It suddenly moved and silently sank back into Lin Bai's body!