Chapter 1527: The Secret Technique Succeeds

Moments later, faint wisps of flame began to rise around the black-clad man.

The flames were ethereal and pale blue, like a wisp of smoke, slowly engulfing and enveloping the black-clad man.

A few breaths later.

The flames gradually grew more intense.

The black-clad man became the core of the fire, his black robe burned away, his entire body turning a pale gold.

The swaying blue flames resembled a graceful dancer, gently undulating.

At the moment the flames reached their peak.

The black-clad man's body hair was instantly incinerated.

His skin was scorched black, and the moisture within his body slowly evaporated.

The black-clad man was enduring unimaginable pain, his body convulsing violently as he desperately bore the agony of the burning.

Yi Feng watched all of this unfold.

At this moment, his heart felt as if it were being torn apart, yet he was powerless, only able to wait for the right moment to activate the secret technique.

This sense of helplessness only deepened Yi Feng's anguish.

The black-clad man, enduring the excruciating pain of the burning, struggled to give his final instructions.

"Boss, after this is done, I might lose my memory temporarily. Don't worry about me."

"Also, the state I'll be in requires spiritual energy to sustain. Please, boss, provide me with some spiritual energy from time to time so I can absorb it."

Yi Feng watched as his brother turned into a ball of fire, his eyes bloodshot, his teeth clenched tightly.

Tears welled up in his eyes, but he wiped them away with his sleeve, his fists clenched tightly.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Yi Feng's voice trembled, but the black-clad man could hear the determination in it.

As the flames grew hotter, the black-clad man's muscles, meridians, and blood vessels were all reduced to ash.

But before the ashes could scatter, they were drawn into the golden light surrounding him.

As the black-clad man's body gradually dissolved, a massive pillar of fire shot into the sky.

He was like a wick, burning his flesh, essence, and fortune with abandon.

A tremendous energy was compressed at the center of the flames, within the golden light surrounding the black-clad man.

It was the black-clad man's fortune and essence, now encased within the core of the blue flames.

It was as if some bizarre sacrificial ritual was taking place.

Yi Feng watched this suffocating scene with caution, his heavy heart easing slightly.

It seemed that the black-clad man's secret technique might actually work.

But he didn't let his guard down for a moment, nor did he stop worrying.

Yi Feng's body trembled uncontrollably, the raging flames distorting the space before his eyes.

He could feel the terrifying heat.

Though he couldn't fully comprehend the pain, the torment in his heart grew more intense as the flames burned.

Yi Feng watched as the black-clad man's flesh gradually disappeared, leaving only a skeletal frame, and he felt as if his breath was about to stop.

Suppressing his grief, Yi Feng decisively chanted the incantation, activating the secret technique.

As Yi Feng chanted the incantation.

The golden light surrounding the black-clad man slowly seeped into the pale, skeletal frame.

Then.

The blue flames gradually weakened, converging into the skeletal frame, as if compressing the essence and fortune within.

The entire process of activating the secret technique didn't take long, and the steps weren't complicated.

But to Yi Feng, it felt like an eternity.

Even after finishing the incantation, Yi Feng's heart remained tightly clenched, filled with worry.

He feared the technique would fail, that the black-clad man would perish.

Yi Feng waited anxiously, hoping for the black-clad man's transformation.

The golden light slowly merged with the skeleton, and a faint, almost imperceptible golden glow flickered across the bones.

At that moment.

The skeleton seemed to be coated in layers of gold.

As the blue flames gradually receded into the skeleton, subtle changes began to occur within it.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

The skeleton slowly twisted its neck, emitting crisp sounds.

It first turned stiffly to the left, then to the right.

Its hollow eye sockets showed no expression, only a blank, confused gaze as it looked around.

Seeing this, Yi Feng was overjoyed, even to the point of tears.

It worked!

The black-clad man's secret technique had truly succeeded!

For Yi Feng, this was an immense relief.

It was like a drowning man grasping a lifeline, like finding an oasis in the desert.

Yi Feng had a thousand things he wanted to say, but they all condensed into two simple words.

"Brother!"

Yi Feng shouted with joy and emotion.

But seeing the skeleton's current state, his expression grew serious again.

Yi Feng quickly pushed aside his mixed emotions and asked urgently, "Brother, how do you feel now?"

To his surprise, the skeleton just stared blankly at Yi Feng with its hollow eyes.

Its jaws moved as if trying to speak, but only hoarse, incoherent sounds came out.

Yi Feng grew anxious and hurried forward to help the skeleton up.

He noticed that the skeleton's frame seemed smaller, not as tall as the black-clad man had been.

But Yi Feng no longer cared about such details.

All he wanted was for the black-clad man to survive, no matter the form!

"Master, ah... ah... ah..."

The skeleton opened its mouth and slowly uttered these words, its eyes gradually glowing red.

Its vitality and fortune were quietly circulating, flowing through the entire skeletal frame.

Yi Feng was overcome with joy once more, his grief lessening significantly.

He could feel the skeleton's vitality.

He embraced the skeletal frame tightly and said solemnly, "Don't worry, I'll definitely restore your body and bring you back to your original state!"

"Thank... you... Master." The skeleton slowly spoke these words.

Though held tightly by Yi Feng, the skeleton slowly raised its hand, examining its skeletal body with a look of confusion.

"Enter my consciousness space for now and rest!"

"As you command... Master."

Yi Feng stored the skeleton within his consciousness space.

In his mind, a new white light appeared, positioned between the green and brown lights.

Before Yi Feng could examine the details of this white light.

He suddenly noticed that his consciousness space was undergoing a dramatic transformation.

The space was expanding at an unbelievable rate.

Land, oceans, mountains, and rivers rose and flowed within the space as it rapidly grew.

The rules of this space seemed to be filled in by some mysterious force.

The world within became more complete, with majestic mountains and rivers, brimming with vitality.

But that wasn't all.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Explosive sounds echoed within Yi Feng's consciousness, reverberating in his ears.

Beyond this world, the sun, moon, and stars began to form.

The sun star, the moon star, and countless other stars slowly materialized, emitting dazzling light.

The entire consciousness space had transformed into a planet.

And beyond this planet, there was an even more vast and boundless starry sky.

At this moment.

Yi Feng felt a profound realization.

He immediately sat cross-legged in mid-air, entering a state of enlightenment.

An invisible, intangible force of law enveloped his body.

This energy swirled around him wildly, making him seem impervious to all attacks.

At this moment, Yi Feng felt as if he could shatter the chaos around him with a mere wave of his hand.

A rich vitality filled his entire body, as if a withered tree had been rejuvenated, or a parched land had been drenched by rain.

The energy within him was growing at an unbelievable rate.

The explosive sounds he had heard earlier didn't come from the expansion of the space.

But from his cells, vibrating, breaking apart, and then regenerating.

This regeneration continued.

His meridians, flesh, and even his entire body were undergoing a transformation.

This regenerative force seemed to be cleansing his body, forging him into a divine being.

The attacks within the formation continued to rage, relentlessly striking at Yi Feng.

But these attacks couldn't even shake the powerful energy surrounding him!

Yi Feng was like a monk in deep meditation, entering a mysterious and profound state...