Chapter 562: Fallen Flame Demon Technique

"Be careful. The profound art this person cultivates is quite strange. His Golden Crow bloodline concentration is nearly a quarter of the little Demon Queen's. If you don't use your heavy sword, he might not be easy to deal with," Molly suddenly cautioned.

Molly knew Yun Che's strength best, so he couldn't disregard her warning. He slowly nodded.

Upon hearing Yun Che's words, Prince Huai smiled faintly. "I've always considered myself a maverick, but this is truly the first time I've encountered someone more arrogant than myself, especially someone so brazen in my presence."

Yun Che nodded, saying earnestly, "I understand, I understand completely. Prince Huai has likely never left the Demon Imperial City, so it's understandable that his horizons are limited. There are a few idioms that come to mind... something like 'a frog in a well' or 'Yelang's arrogance.' I imagine they'd fit you perfectly. Prince Huai should learn to self-reflect and strive for improvement. You should go out and see the world more often; otherwise, being laughed at will be the least of your worries. The taste of slapping yourself is quite unpleasant, you know."

When it came to experience, Prince Huai was far inferior to Yun Che. As for the ability to insult and belittle others, he couldn't even compare to Yun Che's little finger. The faint smile on his face instantly froze, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He scornfully spat, "You should just stay put; I wouldn't even deign to look at you. With your strength, you might actually gain some renown in the future, but you insist on seeking death... Talking to an imbecile like you, who doesn't know what's good for him, is a complete waste of time and breath... Watch me rip your mouth apart!"

Prince Huai extended his right arm, his five fingers forming a claw. Profound energy surged through his body. Without any other visible movement, a mass of crimson-black flame suddenly appeared out of thin air ten zhang ahead, hurtling viciously towards Yun Che's face.

Golden Crow flame was not an ordinary profound flame; thus, its color did not change in the same way as common profound flames as profound energy increased. Low-level Golden Crow flame, like low-level Phoenix flame, appeared crimson, mixed with faint golden yellow. The higher the Golden Crow bloodline concentration, the richer the golden yellow, while pure Golden Crow flame was pure gold.

Prince Huai possessed the Golden Crow bloodline and could naturally ignite low-level Golden Crow flame. However, the flame he conjured now was a bizarre crimson-black, predominantly black. This flame caused no heat sensation in Yun Che; instead, it emitted a bone-chilling coldness that pierced to the core. Wherever the crimson-black flame touched, the incredibly tough profound jade ground beneath instantly turned charred black—not from burning, but clearly from corrosion!

Due to their Golden Crow bloodline, the Illusionary Demon Royal Family typically cultivated fire-element profound arts. Molly had just warned that Prince Huai's profound art was quite strange... and it now appeared to be truly sinister.

"Is this the legendary 'Fallen Flame Demonic Art' of Prince Huai's manor?"

"That's right! It's said that when combined with Golden Crow flame, the Fallen Flame Demonic Art's power is second only to the Golden Crow Burning World Record! Although Prince Huai is not yet thirty, his mastery is said to have reached an astonishing seventy percent... and Prince Huiran is rumored to have achieved nearly ninety percent!"

Even before the crimson-black flame appeared, Yun Che had sensed an unusual shift in the air. Though momentarily surprised, his resolve remained unshaken. He had seen flames of this color and aura before. During his pursuit by various powerhouses in the Azure Cloud Continent, he had encountered all sorts of sinister profound arts. Not to mention crimson-black flames, he had seen pure black ghostly flames, blood-colored devouring flames, and even emerald green poisonous flames countless times.

Yun Che pushed out a palm without hesitation. Under the effect of the Ice God Art of Ice Yi, the crimson-black flame heading towards him instantly stalled. After struggling for less than half a breath, it was forcibly congealed, and its color rapidly shifted from crimson-black to ice-blue.

"Ah! He actually sealed Prince Huai's demonic flame!" exclamations echoed throughout the hall.

Prince Huai's eyebrows twitched slightly, followed by a cold sneer. Crimson-black flames erupted around him, and his outstretched fingers spread wider. Instantly, a thunderous air blast resonated, and surging profound energy waves spread outward from his body. A mass of crimson-black flame, three times more violent than before, ignited in the air, directly striking Yun Che. As it surged, it rapidly twisted into the shape of a massive skull, its terrifying maw opening to envelop Yun Che, accompanied by ghastly, wailing shrieks.

A bone-chilling aura instantly filled the entire hall. Some individuals with relatively lower profound energy shivered all over, their eyes even glazing over, as if their spirits had been dragged into a frigid hell.

"This... what kind of profound art is this? It's terrifying!" Although Xiao Yun had long heard of Prince Huai's "Fallen Flame Demonic Art," this was his first time seeing it in action. The creepy sensation, which shouldn't belong to a flame, made his entire body tremble. If the aura alone was this frightening, he could hardly imagine the true destructive power of this crimson-black flame.

The crimson-black skull flame not only possessed extremely strong incinerating and corrosive abilities but could even directly interfere with one's spirit. Yun Che's vision momentarily darkened but quickly regained clarity. Still, a trace of solemnity gathered between his brows. He took half a step back, raised a finger to the air, and a blue glow met the approaching skull flame. The crimson-black demonic flame and the pure, flawless ice-blue light formed an extremely stark contrast in mid-air.

Crack...

The scattering crimson-black sparks were swiftly frozen. The massive skull flame's descent immediately slowed, then gradually came to a halt. However, this pause lasted only half a breath before a demonic wail suddenly reverberated, followed by a loud bang. The Ice God Art of Ice Yi's seal was violently shattered, turning into countless ice shards. The skull, roaring sinisterly as if from hell, surged directly towards Yun Che's face.

"Hahahaha!" Prince Huai's booming laughter rang out. "Your ice profound energy is indeed somewhat interesting, but trying to seal my demonic flame is utterly wishful thinking!"

Facing the skull-demonic flame that had broken through the Ice God Art of Ice Yi and was now hurtling down, Yun Che's eyes narrowed. He didn't hastily retreat but instead slammed out a palm, unleashing an incredibly powerful profound energy storm.

"Falling Moon Sinking Star!"

Boom!

The entire Demon Imperial Hall trembled violently as a profound energy storm exploded in mid-air, surging and roaring like a sudden tsunami. If this had been an ordinary hall instead of the Demon Imperial Hall, the mere aftershocks of the profound energy would have been enough to reduce it to utter ruin.

Underneath the exploding profound energy storm, the sinister-aura flame skull also completely disintegrated. Crimson-black flames splashed everywhere, corroding countless black marks into the hall's ceiling and floor, making them look like a dense hornet's nest.

Yun Che's body was also blasted away by the exploding skull flame. After being propelled dozens of zhang, he landed steadily. His clothes bore hundreds of holes of varying sizes, their edges charred black. However, he had no obvious injuries on his body; the only visible mark was a small, shallow black patch on the back of his right hand.

Given Yun Che's immunity to flame, his clothes wouldn't have been incinerated if he had exercised a little control. However, Prince Huai's demonic flame possessed a terrifying corrosive ability in addition to its fiery nature. Although Yun Che had destroyed the skull-demonic flame, he was splattered by numerous scattering sparks. While these scattered demonic flames weren't enough to injure him, his clothes bore the brunt of the attack.

"He blocked it... Yun Che actually blocked it!"

As soon as the two began to fight, the dreadful power of the demonic flame unleashed by Prince Huai caused many faction leaders to pale in shock. What stunned everyone even more was that Yun Che, who had created the miracle of three consecutive victories, had completely withstood such terrifying flames!

Looking at Yun Che, who, despite being blasted away, appeared unharmed, a trace of surprise flickered in the depths of Prince Huai's eyes. Yet, a cold sneer formed on his face. "Not bad, not bad. To be able to withstand my demonic flame at sixty percent of its power, it seems I did underestimate you somewhat. However, looking at your current disheveled state, how long do you think you can continue to struggle?"

Scattered crimson-black flames continued to fall from the air, burning hole after hole into the ground with sizzling sounds. Yun Che glanced at the black mark on the back of his hand and said indifferently, "Golden Crow flame is a divine beast's flame. Yet, you've actually merged it into such a sinister, malevolent demonic art. This is simply blasphemy against the Golden Crow flame. If I were your Golden Crow ancestor, I would certainly cleanse the lineage!"

Prince Huai was not angered. He sneered, "How could garbage like you be qualified to comment on the flames of our Prince Huai's manor? The Heavenly Fallen Demonic Flame is the peerless profound art second only to the Golden Crow Burning World Record. Now, the Golden Crow Burning World Record can no longer appear. Our Prince Huai's Fallen Flame Demonic Art, combined with Golden Crow flame, is the most powerful profound art, the most powerful flame, and the most invincible force in this Illusionary Demon Realm! In the face of my flames, all you can do is howl and struggle!"

"Strongest flame?" Yun Che chuckled. "A demonic flame like yours, which has defiled the Golden Crow flame, dares to call itself the strongest flame?"

With a low growl, Yun Che raised his arm, and crimson Phoenix flames blazed fiercely in his palm. As he abruptly thrust his palm forward, the Phoenix fire transformed into a crimson arrow, shooting towards Prince Huai with a sharp, high-pitched phoenix cry.

Yun Che possessed the Phoenix bloodline, and Phoenix flame was his primary source of power. He had always held deep reverence and gratitude for this divine power bestowed by the Phoenix soul. Yet, the person before him, with his sparse Golden Crow bloodline, had merged the Golden Crow flame—a flame as renowned as the Phoenix flame—into a sinister and malevolent demonic art. This filled him with an uncontrollable surge of anger.

"Fire? How... how can it be fire? Didn't Yun Che always use ice profound arts before? How can he also ignite profound flames?"

"Could it be that Yun Che also cultivates a fire-element profound art? This, this, this... Water and fire are two completely opposing attributes. Isn't cultivating both water and fire profound arts simultaneously very likely to cause a chaotic disruption of profound energy, or even damage the profound veins? Even if one could perfectly control them, only one profound art could be released at a time, providing no synergy or cooperation, and a dangerous backlash could erupt at any moment..."

Watching Yun Che suddenly unleash profound flame, Prince Huai was first startled, then burst into maniacal laughter. "Ahahahahaha! To actually cultivate both ice-element and fire-element profound arts simultaneously—there truly exists such a laughable idiot in this world! My eyes have truly been opened today... And your profound flame has only reached a mere red color, yet you dare to show off in front of me."

The lowest level profound flame was orange, with red being slightly higher. Typically, profound practitioners in the late stages of the Spiritual Profound Realm could ignite blue profound flames. The crimson flame Yun Che unleashed was, in Prince Huai's eyes, not even worth a joke. Amidst his crazed laughter, he casually swiped a palm at the incoming crimson flame...