My low-key cultivation of immortality was discovered by the emperor in my diary.

Chapter 411 The cold moon and warm sun, yet they bring torment to human life.

Beneath the thunder, the sky was torn apart, and the immense power shook the heavens and earth.

At this moment, Venerable Qianyan's body exploded, turning into countless sparks of fire, falling like a meteor shower, scattering in all directions, seemingly about to be annihilated between heaven and earth.

He intended to take advantage of this chaos to feign his death and escape, hoping for a glimmer of hope.

However, Chu Lengyu was not someone who could be easily deceived.

With a cold shout, thunder roared down once more, crashing down from the sky.

Where the thunder struck, stones flew everywhere, dust obscured the sun, and chaos reigned.

Venerable Qianyan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

The scattered sparks of fire regrouped at an astonishing speed, the flames surged, and Venerable Qianyan's figure once again coalesced in the raging flames, as if he had been reborn from the ashes.

At this moment, he was no longer arrogant as before, only a fierce look remained between his brows.

Chu Lengyu watched coldly, understanding that this person was still waiting for an opportunity to retaliate, so she sneered: "Does the dignified Venerable Qianyan have no other means?"

Upon hearing this, Venerable Qianyan's lips curled into a sinister smile, and he said no more.

At this critical moment of life and death, he had no choice but to fight with all his might to have a chance of survival.

So he began to frantically absorb the surrounding fire-elemental spiritual energy, regardless of everything.

Even worse, he went so far as to sacrifice his years of treasured possessions, devouring those incredibly rare and precious natural treasures one by one.

These rare and precious materials burned fiercely within his body, releasing endless energy, both intense and powerful.

Driven by this violent energy, his cultivation level began to rise rapidly, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, about to transform and be reborn.

Sensing through a hidden connection, Venerable Qianyan clearly perceived the existence of the other sub-flames of the Great Sun Blazing Fire.

Those fire pieces were the chess pieces he scattered throughout the world.

Whether they were members of the Yang family who were related to him by blood, or his prized disciples who had passed the test of the Blazing Fire Tower, or the lucky ones who obtained the Sub-Fire through other means, they all felt the Sub-Fire's unusual movement at this moment, as if they were being drawn by an invisible force.

They once thought they had refined these sub-fires and could control them freely, as if they were their own arms.

But at this moment, Zi Huo broke free from their control, becoming no longer docile, like a wild horse running rampant.

These sub-fires are the result of Venerable Qianyan's meticulous planning over many years.

He openly and secretly spread thousands of Dao Fires throughout the world through various channels, waiting for the right time to wipe them all out.

Today is the day he reaps the rewards!

In the past, he always carefully recycled a portion of the sub-fire and disguised the host of the sub-fire as having died from other causes in order to cover his tracks, so no one ever noticed anything amiss.

But at this moment, facing a life-or-death crisis, he had no time to care about those trivial details. Only by exerting all his strength could he fight for a glimmer of hope.

With a thought, the Great Sun Blaze within Venerable Qianyan's body suddenly erupted, its light shining brightly like the rising sun, illuminating all things.

He looked up to the sky and roared, summoning the scattered sparks of life back to the world.

Outside the formation, several Nascent Soul experts from the Yang family were watching intently when their expressions suddenly changed, turning crimson.

As direct descendants of the Yang family, each of them had refined a sub-fire, placed in their heart, and nurtured it for many years, long since merging with the sub-fire. They never imagined that today's change would occur.

At this moment, the fire suddenly broke free of control and turned against its master.

The scorching flames raged within them, burning their bodies and souls, causing them unbearable pain and contorting their faces.

"What exactly happened? Could it be that something happened to our ancestor?!" They hadn't dared to enter the forbidden area before, but now they were filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Relying on their Nascent Soul stage cultivation, they thought they could easily suppress the out-of-control strange fire and bring the sub-fire back into submission.

However, the situation developed in a way that exceeded their expectations.

That ball of fire used everything they had as fuel—their physical bodies, souls, nascent souls, and even their unseen and intangible lifespans—all were relentlessly burned.

They fought back fiercely, using every trick in the book, including water-based and ice-based magical artifacts and techniques, in an attempt to stop the fire from burning.

However, the flames seemed to possess an inextinguishable power; the more one resisted, the faster they burned, and no means could extinguish them.

Finally, as the flames completely devoured their bodies and souls, several blazing white fireballs flew out from the charred corpses and sped towards the forbidden area in the back mountain.

At this moment, screams echoed throughout the Yang family compound and Tianhuo City.

The Blazing Fire Tower had now transformed into a fiery inferno, with the sub-fires of the Great Sun Blazing Fire treating all low-level cultivators as fuel, mercilessly devouring them.

The sudden change in the situation caused great panic among the rogue cultivators at the Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and even Golden Core stages, who fled in droves.

But the tower gate slammed shut, trapping everyone inside.

The raging flames transformed into a vortex, like the maw of a giant beast, constantly drawing in the rogue cultivators within the tower. Regardless of their cultivation level, none could escape and were completely devoured.

The sub-fires responded to the call of Venerable Qianyan. No matter where they were or who controlled them, they all felt the power from their origin and broke free from their hosts' restraints, transforming into streams of light that converged on Venerable Qianyan's location.

This scene was like stars returning to their places, or hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea—spectacular and mysterious.

"Hahahaha!" Venerable Qianyan's voice echoed in the flames, filled with madness and triumph. "My whole life has been dedicated to pursuing the ultimate in flames! Today, I will show you what true power is!"

As he finished speaking, wisps of fire flew in from all directions, like birds returning to their nests, and entered his body.

Immediately afterwards, his body began to undergo strange changes, becoming filled with a continuous stream of power and gradually expanding.

Three zhang, ten zhang... his body continued to expand until it transformed into a crimson flame giant thirty zhang tall, at which point it finally stopped.

At this moment, Venerable Qianyan was like a celestial being, his body wreathed in raging flames, like a fire god descending, his power overwhelming the world.

"Today is the day I attain enlightenment!" he roared to the heavens.

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Title source:

Fei Guang Fei Guang, persuade you to have a glass of wine.

I do not know the height of the blue sky or the thickness of the yellow earth.

Only the cold moon and warm sun seem to bring stagnation to human life. — Li He, Tang Dynasty, "The Shortness of the Day"