The Heart Flame currently manifesting within Xiao Yan's body is more intense than ever before, even surpassing the strength experienced during the initial reception of the Heart Flame's original essence for body cultivation—back then, the flame was significantly weaker than it is now! His face, flushed red, now appeared slightly purple. Blisters constantly rose on Xiao Yan's skin, and the scorching heat surging forth from within him was so intense it seemed destined to completely incinerate his entire body. Under such relentless heat, if it weren't for Xiao Yan's innate mastery over the unique flames—offering him some degree of resistance—and his prior training in heart-fire body cultivation, he would have instantly turned into a pile of powder, just like his previous robe, at the very moment the overwhelming heart-fire erupted. Even so, the searing heat spreading throughout every corner of his body relentlessly tormented him, to the point where he could clearly feel his blood boiling, his meridians twisting, and his bones groaning under unbearable strain. Under these conditions, soon, Xiao Yan's body would likely vanish entirely from this world. "Peng!" As the surge of heart-fire within him grew more intense, a sudden burst of sparks erupted from his black hair, which then completely transformed into fine black powder, drifting down and leaving behind a smooth, bulb-like head. Yet, for the loss of his hair, Xiao Yan showed no concern at all. At this moment, he was fiercely enduring the piercing pain, striving to channel the Qinglian Earth-Heart Fire to continuously expel the rising heart-fire. However, this effort seemed futile—the strength of the fallen Heart-Inferno, even in this molten world, proved exceedingly difficult for both Queen Medusa and the Elder of Herbs. Despite Xiao Yan's full efforts to suppress it, the heart-fire only intensified, its temperature growing more and more terrifying. "This time... it truly seems we're done," he thought, his spirit focused on the furnace-like turmoil within. A growing sense of weakness and a quiet weariness gradually spread throughout his mind. The Falling Heart Flame possessed no mercy, and thus naturally paid no heed to Xiao Yan's feelings. Instead, it steadily intensified the temperature of its heart fire, as if it had already sensed that, given a little more time, it would completely consume the Qinglian Earth Heart Flame. When Xiao Yan was on the brink of being fully transformed and liquefied, the Queen Medusa, standing beside him, seemed equally distressed. Though she maintained her stance through sheer strength, the two souls entangled atop her head revealed that she too was enduring intense pain—pain that radiated from deep within her very soul—no less severe than the suffering Xiao Yan was experiencing. With time passing, the pain etched upon Medusa Queen's cheeks seemed to gradually fade, and within the intangible flame hovering above her crown, the human and serpent silhouettes appeared to be subtly merging—unnoticed, almost imperceptibly. It seemed that though Medusa Queen endured the searing torment of her soul, the Fallen Heart Flame, by chance, had gently fused her soul with that of the Sky-Eating Serpent. Though this fusion was proceeding slowly, it was clear that once the two souls fully merged, she would achieve complete mastery over her body, at which point the Flame's restraining effects would naturally dissipate. Although the Fallen Heart Flame possessed a certain degree of intelligence, it remained unaware of this development—unbeknownst to it, as it intensified its heart-fire refinement, it had, in fact, been subtly aiding Medusa Queen. Of course, this was only Medusa Queen's situation; in comparison, Xiao Yan's plight was far more dire. As his internal temperature steadily rose, his body would soon begin to melt slowly under the intense heat. His face was now flushed crimson, resembling someone whose skin had been stripped away—startlingly vivid. As his internal temperature climbed, even his skin began to crack subtly, Externally, his appearance was terrifying, and within him, the condition was even more dire—the meridians were dry and twisted, resembling plastic tubes scorched by fire. His internal organs were severely deformed as well; had it not been for the vigorous protection provided by the Qinglian Earth-Heart Flame, they would have been completely vaporized by the intense heat. Of course, the situation was far from limited to this. The sea urchin combat crystal within the cyclone was now transforming into a sea urchin being plunged into hot oil, glowing red and continuously releasing steam, with the qi inside visibly boiling. Under such dire conditions, both inside and outside the body, the immediate consequence was that Xiao Yan was instantly struck with life-threatening injuries, his consciousness drifting slowly and faintly within him, perilously close to dissipating. Should that thread of awareness vanish, it would signify not only his death, but also the successful integration of Yulin Heart Flame—the Qinglian Earth-Heart Fire within him would be completely consumed. Feeling his purpose drawing near, Yulin Heart Flame seemed slightly energized, its two gentle emerald glimmers steadily fixed upon Xiao Yan, who lay covered in blood-soaked scars. As the glimmers pulsed, the temperature radiating from the heart flame circulating within Xiao Yan grew increasingly intense. "Master... I'm sorry... I've done my best..." With his consciousness growing ever thinner, Xiao Yan's voice grew fainter, like whispers in a world of darkness, gradually fading into silence. At the very moment Xiao Yan's consciousness slipped into darkness, the seated Qinglian suddenly emitted a soft glow of emerald light. Eventually, unable to endure the rising heat, it began to slowly melt and dissolve. As the melting intensified, the entire Qinglian rapidly transformed into a large pool of jade-green liquid, which spread out and completely enveloped Xiao Yan's bare body. The herbs and pills stored in Xiao Yan's meditation container were all his personal treasures. However, the clear liquid within, lacking any intelligence, simply went about its task of blending everything together—much like stewing a medley of ingredients—melting them all into a uniform mixture and then gathering them haphazardly. Among these, several were of high rank, and the specially crafted "Earth Spirit Pill" by the elderly physician was also included. Yet at this moment, it too had dissolved into a particularly robust deep red liquid, mingling with the colorful others. The sudden surge of vitality within Xiao Yan also caught the attention of Yunluo Xinyan. At once, green light flashed, and the heart-fire flowing within Xiao Yan erupted once again with terrifying heat! This sudden surge of high temperature caused the meridians, bones, blood vessels, muscles, and other tissues that had just begun to regain vitality to start shrinking once more. Yet as the turbid yet immensely powerful liquid continued to flow past, vitality emerged again, strangely. The inner flame continuously damages, while the patchy liquid constantly repairs... Two forces engage in a relentless back-and-forth struggle within Xiao Yan's body, as whenever the inner flame scorches and threatens to rupture a meridian, bone, or muscle, the peculiar liquid immediately invades and revives it—repeating this cycle, endlessly, without end. The intense pain generated by this perpetual struggle is nearly unbearable for most. Fortunately, at this moment, Xiao Yan has entered a state of apparent death due to near-fatal condition, thus he feels no discomfort from this humanly unbearable agony. Otherwise, even if the complex, multifaceted liquid could fully restore his body, he would be driven to madness by the relentless suffering. Deep within the vast magma, a faintly whitish, formless flame drifts gently. Within this flame, a bare man and woman undergo a profoundly transformative process—so gradual that it feels like a complete reversal of their very existence. This transformation is extremely slow, and no one knows exactly how long it will last—perhaps one month, perhaps six months, perhaps a year, or even longer. Yet one thing is certain: if they endure this transformation and awaken, they will truly undergo a complete rebirth! Transformation is unfolding, steadily!