The movements of the intangible fire serpent also caused the sky-bound spectators to pause, turning their gaze toward Xiao Yan and Han Feng. As their eyes passed over the rising waves of one pale blue and one deep green flame emanating from the two men, they felt a moment of clarity—yet even in that clarity, a sense of amused astonishment remained. They had never expected the unusual fire to focus its attention on the very people who had come to capture it. Was it not possible that the roles of hunter and hunted might now be reversed? With Han Feng's decades of experience in alchemical arts, he was intimately familiar with the forms and characteristics of the various extraordinary flames listed on the Unusual Fire Register. Thus, upon the sudden appearance of the intangible fire serpent, he instantly recognized it. "It's surprisingly the Fallen Heart Flame," his face brightened with astonishment, yet the joy swelling within him grew even more intense. With his deep understanding of rare flames, he knew well the many advantages of the Fallen Heart Flame—though perhaps slightly less potent in offensive power compared to other rare flames, its unique ability to accelerate one's cultivation pace was something countless cultivators had long dreamed of. The Fallen Heart Flame ranked fourteenth, born from the heart, refining qi and strengthening bones. In the realm of herbal medicine, this flame also enjoyed a particularly striking nickname: the "Cultivation Cheat!" Once the Fallen Heart Flame is successfully refined, a continuous stream of Heart Fire will naturally arise within the body. This Heart Fire will constantly and automatically burn the Body Qi day and night, hour after hour, without any need for control. Under this near-constant refinement, the body remains in a state of cultivation at all times—exactly as if it were perpetually training. Moreover, the effectiveness of this cultivation surpasses that of ordinary training. Thus, such cultivation naturally outperforms regular practice, making it entirely understandable to call it a "cheat device." In a certain sense, if a pharmacist were to face two flames—one being the Fallen Heart Flame and the other a flame ranked between tenth and fifth—and had to choose between them, most would undoubtedly opt for the former, simply because of the remarkable effect that provides continuous, uninterrupted refinement of internal qi day and night—such a feature is truly captivating. The Inner Courtyard has sealed the Fallen Heart Flame, yet by allowing its heart-fire to seep out, they have constructed the Heavenly Burn Qi Tower, an architectural marvel that functions as a true accelerator of cultivation. Through this, they have nurtured numerous young prodigies. If a single cultivator were to monopolize such a tower, how swiftly would their cultivation progress? Thus, even for a powerhouse like Han Feng, upon discovering that the unusual fire sealed within the Sky-Burning Qi Tower was none other than the Fallen Heart Flame, he felt an overwhelming sense of joy. Though at his level, the accelerated effects of the Fallen Heart Flame might not be as pronounced as those experienced by Xiao Yan and his peers, the continuous, unceasing refinement nonetheless brought immeasurable benefits to its master. Of course, regardless of how highly coveted the special effects of the Fallen Heart Flame might be, such benefits were only realized once the flame was obtained and fully integrated. Yet, to subdue such a force of nature—capable of inflicting unparalleled destruction—proved to be no easy task. Moreover, this strange fire... possesses its own spiritual intelligence... Xiao Yan was equally stunned by the fire serpent's persistent, greedy gaze. Though amused, he felt a growing sense of alertness. The power of the Fallen Heart Fire was exceptionally strong—so strong that even the seals established by Su Qian and his many senior elders could not fully contain it. Should he be struck by it inadvertently, the outcome might be quite disastrous. Xiao Yan had come to the Gan Nan Academy specifically to obtain the Fallen Heart Fire, not to be absorbed by it. "Yet, the fire's evident greed... does it intend to consume me as well?" Xiao Yan murmured to himself. "Though the peculiarities of the strange fires from heaven and earth may differ, they share one common trait—each possesses immense power. If two uncontrolled strange fires encounter each other at a certain time and place, they will instinctively absorb one another to strengthen themselves. Now that the Fallen Heart Flame has developed consciousness, it naturally understands that should it consume the strange fires within your bodies, its own strength would greatly increase." The elder's voice quietly echoed in Xiao Yan's mind, unraveling his confusion. Xiao Yan's lips curled slightly, his expression puzzled—unanticipatedly, while they had come to capture the strange fires, the fires themselves had now turned their attention upon them, and the dynamic between them had shifted so swiftly. "Then what should we do now?" Xiao Yan tilted his head, asking. "Stay at a distance from it for now. Its energy is currently extremely potent; even if we combine our efforts, a direct confrontation might prove difficult to withstand." The elder paused and then spoke. Hearing this, Xiao Yan hesitated slightly before finally nodding. His twin jade-fire wings behind him gently vibrated, and his form began to rise toward the sky. Just as Xiao Yan started to move, the intangible fire serpent seemed to sense something as well—its massive head suddenly lifted, and its great tail snapped with force, propelling its enormous body straight upward. Yet, observing its path of movement, it was clear that its destination was not Xiao Yan, but rather the one standing among the gathered crowd—Han Feng. "Feeling the waning momentum of our party, Han Feng quickly called out. He was well aware of the formidable power of the intangible flame serpent—by himself, he simply dared not meet it head-on. 'Master Han, I'm already severely wounded and can hardly contribute much more. I think I'd better retreat now,' said Fan Lao, his face pale as he gazed at the serpent bearing a deluge of flames sweeping across the scene. With difficulty, he swallowed a lump in his throat, hurriedly bowed to Han Feng before swiftly retreating, leaving Han Feng's expression visibly stunned. 'That fool! Never ask me again for prescriptions!' Han Feng mentally cursed as he watched Fan Lao disappear. Though Fan Lao indeed could no longer offer much assistance, his sudden retreat at this moment must have been a significant blow to the still hesitant others standing beside him. With this in mind, Han Feng glanced around and indeed found that, aside from a few exceptionally strong fighters, most of the others had grown hesitant under the surging wave of heat. "Keeee!" Just as the crowd hesitated, the increasingly close, intangible fire serpent suddenly emitted a sharp, piercing cry. And with that cry, a surge of invisible flame—so intense that it instantly warped the very space around it—began to spread out. "Han Feng, this can't go on. That beast's energy seems endless—should we continue this stalemate, our people will surely be worn out." The elder in golden robes, observing the black-angled domain's champions, all drenched in sweat, furrowed his brows and addressed Han Feng. "Follow my lead and attack together. As long as we drain its energy, the rest will be mine!" Han Feng swiftly coalesced two massive flaming spears of contrasting hues between his palms. His eyes remained fixed on the increasingly close, formless fire serpent. When the creature was just ten meters away, he suddenly narrowed his gaze and roared, "Attack!" With the command, the two spears—each nearly a zhang in length—crashed forward with the thunderous sound of waves crashing against the shore, striking the formless fire serpent with full force. Following the blue-flamed spears came nearly forty resplendent, powerful energy ribbons, each one a testament to the full effort of the Black Horn Domain's elite warriors, spurred on by Han Feng's compelling offer. Su Qian slightly narrowed his eyes, murmuring, "It seems the target of the Falling Heart Flame is Han Feng. Then, let them clash. Order the elders to quickly restore their qi. The battle is far from over—we mustn't let the Falling Heart Flame fall into Han Feng's hands." Huo Qian nodded slightly and stepped back. At another part of the sky, Xiao Yan vibrated his jade-green wings, arms folded, watching Han Feng and his companions engage the intangible fire serpent. A cold smile played at the corner of his lips. "Fight then, fight then—ideally, make them all half-dead... The fisherman... I love that role." "Boom!" Under everyone's watchful eyes, the attacks launched by the black-angled domain's elite finally collided with the surging intangible fire serpent in a thunderous sound, instantly sending forth a furious, strange roar that echoed across the heavens!