Staring at the immense Qi suddenly surging forth from Han Feng's body, Xiao Yan's expression grew steadily more serious. He hadn't expected that, over the past two years, this man had truly taken a significant step toward the Douzong level—though he was still only halfway there. Yet anyone could see that merely taking half a step meant he was now very close to truly reaching that level. This half-step alone would make Han Feng far surpass the typical peak Douhuang强者. Combined with the power of "Haixin Flame," his combat strength would now genuinely rival that of a Douzong cultivator. Such formidable strength posed considerable pressure even on Xiao Yan, whose own power had grown significantly. A strength capable of standing shoulder-to-shoulder with a Douzong cultivator was no mere achievement. "Over the past two years, you are the first person to truly reveal your full potential to me." The dual wings of qi behind him gradually faded. Han Feng stood firm in the void, facing Xiao Yan with a calm demeanor, requiring no external support to remain suspended—something only a Douzong-level master could achieve. At this stage, he moved with near-ease in the sky, significantly enhancing both his agility and responsiveness during combat. Gazing steadily at Han Feng hovering above, Xiao Yan exhaled slowly, saying, "Just one foot into Douzong status—does this warrant such arrogance and pride?" "At least sufficient to handle you... stubborn little apprentice!" Han Feng flicked his hand, and a powerful, tangible surge of qi swirled continuously within his palm, its subtle energy waves rippling outward and causing the very space around him to tremble. "Indeed?" Xiao Yan chuckled slightly, and at once, a vibrant green flame surged from his palms. He then placed both hands over them, pulling firmly, causing the green flame to split into two—one a clear, jade-like flame, the other an intangible one. Holding the jade flame in his left hand and the intangible flame in his right, Xiao Yan looked up at Han Feng, whose face had now turned increasingly stern. "You've always been puzzled by the transformation of my unique flame," he said with a smile. "Now, perhaps you can finally understand what's happened." "Fallen Heart Flame!" Han Feng fixed his gaze intently on the intangible flame in Xiao Yan's right hand, his teeth clenched, each word emerging with a crisp, cold tone. Only now did his lingering confusion fully settle. "Y-you've actually refined the Fallen Heart Flame?" The powerful aura swirling around Han Feng's body surged violently, just as his inner emotions had been boiling over. It took several moments before he could finally speak, his voice filled with both anger and disbelief. "Congratulations—you've guessed it right..." Xiao Yan arched an eyebrow, speaking with a teasing tone to Han Feng, whose face had grown as dark and stormy as the prelude to a thunderstorm. Upon hearing these words, Han Feng's expression grew even more severe, showing signs of transforming into something truly menacing. "I never thought it—truly never thought it! That fallen heart flame didn't kill you; instead, it turned out to be a blessing for you! Your emerald flame is actually a fusion of Qinglian Earth Heart Flame and the fallen heart flame—now I understand... now I understand how it possesses the ability to break down my 'Sea Heart Flame'!" Han Feng's voice, deep and resonant, carried a powerful aura of combat energy that enveloped Xiao Yan. "The 'Burn Decree' truly is a remarkable asset, heh. You've once again reminded me of its worth. Therefore, I will do whatever it takes to secure it!" A flicker of madness danced across Han Feng's face as he waved his arms wildly. "But even with two unique flames, what can you do? Can you truly command and control them both with perfect mastery?" My strength far surpasses yours. As long as I defeat you, the Burned Decree, the Qinglian Earthheart Flame, and the Fallen Heart Flame will all become mine! "Madman... I'm afraid you may not have the capability," Xiao Yan smirked, shaking his head. With his right hand slowly rising and pointing toward Han Feng, waves of intangible flame began to ripple. As the intensity of the ripples grew stronger, Han Feng, who had been wildly agitated just a few paces away, suddenly trembled. The powerful qi flowing over his body quickly became disordered, only to gradually stabilize after a few quick breaths. He clutched his chest, his gaze darkening as he stared at Xiao Yan, "Have you summoned the Heart Flame?" "The most troublesome effect of the Heart-Flame Disease, even韩枫, found himself rather apprehensive. For this invisible, insidious flame that seeped into the body, no one dared to treat it with indifference—after all, the human body remains its most delicate and vital core. Any minor injury to it could significantly impair one's overall condition. Thus, as soon as the Heart-Flame appeared, Hàn Fēng immediately summoned a large volume of Qi to contain it. Observing the now slightly dimmer yet still powerful Qi surrounding Hàn Fēng, Xiāo Yīn smiled. It seemed the persistent Heart-Flame had indeed demanded considerable effort from him, and with his attention divided between managing the flame and his own combat duties, his combat effectiveness would naturally be somewhat reduced—a most favorable development for Xiāo Yīn. "Can this modest flame really harm me?" Staring at Xiao Yan with a cold, stern expression, Han Feng's palm, where a surge of potent qi had been gathering, began to vibrate rapidly. The intense energy waves surged forth with increasing speed, clearly indicating that this was a powerful attack he had meticulously prepared. Xiao Yan, sensing the growing intensity of the qi vortex, immediately clenched his hands, and a sudden suction force erupted, drawing the Xu Zhong Chi—hovering in midair, encased in a shimmering emerald flame—into his grasp. As he exhaled deeply, a tremendous flow of internal qi was rapidly drawn out of his body and channeled into the staff. With the surge of qi continuously pouring into the staff, the once-black shaft gradually transformed into a vibrant emerald hue, and its temperature steadily rose. The infusion of Qi persisted until it suddenly ceased. At this moment, Xuan Zhong Chi now resembled a jade ruler, striking a pleasing and elegant appearance. Yet even this refined ruler, as it trembled subtly, released an energy that caused the surrounding space to warp and distort. Holding the ruler tightly in both hands, Xiao Yan looked up toward Han Feng in the distance. The vibrant Qi swirling in the latter's palm had burst forth into a brilliant, blinding light—like a miniature sun—so intense it was difficult to gaze upon directly. "You stubborn old fool! Die!" Fixing his eyes firmly on that radiant sun-like Qi in his palm, Han Feng suddenly lifted his head, his face now etched with fierce, wild rage. With a sharp cry, he launched the immense, sun-like Qi directly toward Xiao Yan. "Luminous Sun Seal!" A brilliant beam of light sliced through the space, subtly revealing a massive handprint within the beam—vivid and imposing, as if the sun itself had fallen from the heavens, radiating an eerie, terrifying energy! "Flame Dividing the Waves – the Pyro-Heavy Ruler!" The emerald-colored, heavy ruler was raised high above the head. Instantly, the arms surged forward in a powerful downward strike, unleashing a colossal emerald energy surge ten zhang in length, erupting from the ruler's tip—its force so immense it seemed poised to cleave the earth, its thunderous impact awe-inspiring! Two such formidable energies, like lightning, tore through the space, finally colliding with tremendous force under the watchful eyes of countless astonished onlookers—like two meteorites striking head-on! "Boom!" At the moment of impact, a thunderous roar and rippling energy waves surged forth, spreading out like waves in a vast ocean, sweeping across the distant heavens. The entire realm grew utterly still at that moment, as waves of energy surged and rolled, sweeping across the sky, even obscuring the sun high above. It took nearly ten minutes for the energy to gradually subside. Yet within the city, countless people remained motionless, their faces etched with awe. If the explosions from those two attacks had occurred within the city itself, the entire Feng City would have been reduced to ruins in a matter of moments! Such devastating power was rare even in the most decisive battles between peak-tier Du Phuong warriors. As the spreading energy waves across the sky gradually subsided, the two figures high above also slowly emerged. At this moment, Han Feng fared slightly better—though his hair was disheveled and his breathing somewhat labored, he had sustained only minor energy backlash. In contrast, Xiao Yan appeared pale, and even his aura had weakened significantly during this clash. The disparity between them suggested that Han Feng had clearly emerged victorious in this encounter. Seeing that Xiao Yan remained stubborn, Han Feng sneered disdainfully. He could clearly sense that the other's aura had weakened considerably—clearly injured during their earlier clash. Yet, just as his smile had begun to last, it stiffened under the next move from Xiao Yan.