True Chaos Flame was a martial technique that could either be dangerous enough to take the life of the cultivator or help him reach greater heights.

The True Chaos Flame was created through the process of observing chaos that could burn down the world. It was a tyrannical technique that only a few could master.

But what if that tyrannical flame was altered. The True Chaos Flame was changed and the built-up [Spark] for it was changed into a ball of hellish qi. If that was not enough, what if half of it was its polar opposite? The angelic qi.

What would happen to the flame that was supposed to bring chaos to the world when in itself was a flame that was in a chaotic state. The answer would be, a powerful flame that knows no limit!

A weapon that can annihilate anyone and anything that it comes into contact with. It will devour everything that gets in its way.

Whoosh

Flames that had two opposing colors and properties erupted from Wang Ling's energy palace as the black and white Spark he had been nurturing became a full-blown flame.

The flames' heat was intense and rivaled if not surpasses Bai Xue's vermillion flames. However, these flames were not easy to control as its heat was trying to devour Wang Ling.

[Ignition] the idea of letting the flames of chaos run free. It should have been fine if it was normal. But on Wang Ling's possession was not ordinary flames.

These flames were the flames of Heaven and Hell. Flames that signified the two higher realms. They signified the strength Wang Ling carried with him in the form of his bloodlines and qi. The two flames was his representation.

As Wang Ling's tattered clothes fluttered all over the place. With his right leg broken, Wang Ling could only fly to face his enemy. With two uncontrollable flames segregating his body, sword in hand, four wings flapping on his back and a golden halo expanding on the back of his head.

Wang Ling roared as he activated his bloodlines before heading to meet the Frost Dragon that was many times stronger than him. With a sword in hand, Wang Ling's white flames coated over it and he slashed out.

Wang Ling's qi was running out at an alarming rate but he didn't care and supplemented what he lacked with the usage of bloodline ignition.

"Heaven Flames, Judgement!" Wang Ling slashed out in a horizontal manner and the white flames that had flames so hot that it could purify everything traveled in the air with his sword.

It was a terrifying sight, but the Frost Dragon only looked at him with rage before using its claws to meet his sword.

Clang!

His sword met with the sharp claws and his sword and strength was no match for the Dragon. He was overpowered and lost his footing.

Bang!

Wang Ling was sent flying and crashed on a wall. But as soon as he did, Wang Ling got up and flew towards the Frost Dragon as if nothing happened.

Slash!

The Heavenly Flames overheated his sword and the increasing hotness of his sword increased is sharpness and as soon as it met with the Dragon's claws that was coming to counter him once again, his sword nicked the claws.

But that doesn't mean the power of the Frost Dragon was something he could deal with. So Wang Ling's left hand that had the Hell Flames erupted and clawed his way towards the scaly surface of the Frost Dragon's body.

Wang Ling was lit up as if he was a human ball of flame and as he clung on to the Dragon's legs. The freezing aura from the Frost Dragon's body swept over him like it was a full-blown blizzard.

But the flames on Wang Ling's body was too intense that the freezing aura did nothing to him.

"GET OFF ME DEVIL!!!"

The flames on Wang Ling's body became too hot for the Frost Dragon. It flailed around and crashed its claw on the walls to make Wang Ling get off.

Wang Ling's body crashed on the wall two times before he was flung away. But managed to stabilize himself on the air as soon as he could. Wang Ling's body was dripping with blood from head to toe.

He was badly injured but the fight in his eyes had yet to die out. The flames that was coating his body was not waning it was only growing stronger.

The bloodline ignition had made his connection to the two realms which caused his flames to grow even further. Wang Ling was feeling the burden and felt his body burning up.

It was too much for someone of his current level of strength to handle. The blood that was dripping and appearing on his body was beginning to be evaporated. The blizzard that appeared on the hollowed area was heating up and Wang Ling's flame was taking over.

Wang Ling was in a bad shape and could drop dead at any moment if he was not careful. But on the bright side, the potential he could not tap into was showing itself as he continuously faced with this life and death fight.

On the other hand, the Frost Dragon had already dropped to peak-level- 6 nascent soul cultivation. It was strong but the injuries it had sustained was too serious that its cultivation was dropping like crazy.

However, the rage on its eyes was still as crazy and ferocious as before.

"DEVIL, DON'T GET IN MY WAY, DO YOU WANT TO DIE!!??"

Sneering Wang Ling shook his head but said nothing. The empty threats of the Frost Dragon was nothing but useless blabber to him.

Fuuu!

Wang Ling flapped his wings and his Soaring Devil was activated to its fullest.

Boom!

The sound barrier was destroyed by him and he dove onto the Frost Dragon like a meteor. He shouted on top of his lungs. Blood flew into the air as his sword cut through the flesh of the Frost Dragon.

But the retaliation of the Frost Dragon was abrupt and it sent its maw towards him and tried to tear apart Wang Ling with its set of sharp teeth.

Seeing this, Wang Ling threw his sword away and grabbed the oncoming set of teeth with his hands. The flames on his hand was burst bright like the sun and the Hell Flame that was so hot that it could destroy anything and everything it comes upon burned the Frost Dragon's face.

The Frost Dragon's strength subsequently grew even lower and became middle-level-6 nascent soul stage. The rate it was losing strength had become faster.

ROAR!!

The Frost Dragon roared out in pain but did not let go of Wang Ling and instead focused all of its qi into its mouth. It gathered the frost that was inside its body towards its mouth and as it did, Wang Ling tried to getaway.

But he couldn't and every time he tried to do so, and opportunity for the Frost Dragon to bite down onto him would appear. He could not run in fear of being bitten and devoured.

So, Wang Ling did what the Frost Dragon was doing. He gathered every bit of his spirit qi onto his flames and an explosive amount of flames bursts out of him.

He became an embodiment of the sun that illuminated and started melting the surrounding area. Wang Ling's flames were too strong and as the Frost Dragon's breath attack finally finished charging, Wang Ling's flames reached its peak!

"DIE, DEVIL!!!"

Boom!

As if the air was frozen by the extreme coldness by the frost of the Frost Dragon. The breath attack quickly hit Wang Ling on the face without any warning. The hybrid of Heaven and Hell took it head-on but Wang Ling who was bathing with his enemy's attack did not bit the dust.

Screaming and shouting to rouse every fiber of his being to keep fighting, Wang Ling's flames burst out and fought the breath attack.

The breath attack of the Frost Dragon was strong. It had every qi the Frost Dragon had and the bloodline ignition supporting it. It should have killed Wang Ling even with his futile attempt of retaliation.

But Wang Ling's flames were too strong. A towering flame of black and white rose onto the air and the breath attack could not advance any further than the edge of its gigantic maw.

Wang Ling's flames devoured everything in sight. His Heaven Flame rendered the breath attack useless and it paved the road to Wang Ling's Hell Flame to attack and destroyed the inside of the Dragon's mouth.

His black flames entered the Frost Dragon's body and began wreaking havoc. Howling and roaring in pain, the Frost Dragon started being cooked inside.

The maw of the Frost Dragon loosened and Wang Ling jumped backward to escape. The Frost Dragon raised its head as its innards was set ablaze.

At this very moment, Wang Ling's spirit qi runs dry. But he continued to move. He was already feeling feeble and weak but his flames that had yet to be extinguished will fuel his last attack.

Wang Ling's body was screaming in pain but he flapped his wings regardless of it all. He moved at an incredible speed. He took the sword that he threw on the ground and took it with him as he flew into the air.

He appeared right above the Frost Dragon and Wang Ling gathered everything he could gather into his sword.

His sword qi entered his sword and his flames both black and white fused with it.

Wang Ling's eyes became fierce as one final howl escaped Wang Ling, "DIE YOU FUCKING LIZARD!!"

Boom!!

Wang Ling dove directly straight down and his sword and himself traveled at a high speed.

With a fierce expression, Wang Ling gripped his sword tighter than before and used every essence out of his sword mastery to create the greatest sword strike of his life.

His sword was too fast, too fierce, and too sharp that it cleanly made its way to the end of the Dragon's body.

Slash!

The Frost Dragon's eyes grew dim, it lost all light. A clean-cut appeared and its body was separated into two separate parts. As Wang Ling feebly crashed on the ground, a fountain burst out behind him as the Frost Dragon's bodies crashed on the ground.

The flames that was surrounding Wang Ling disappeared and his meridians, veins, muscles, and everything else was hurting so much that Wang Ling could not even lift a finger. Blood finally started flowing out of his wounds once more.

He was quickly losing his strength as the blood flowed. The idea of dying entered his mind. He was trying to use his angelic qi to heal himself but nothing was working. Wang Ling was dying and he knew it.

"Is this the end?" Wang Ling said feebly.

A little white figure that was half-covered in blood walked over to him. Bai Xue gave him a look and he exchanged gazes with her.

Before Wang Ling could utter a single word, Bai Xue raised her little paw and tried her best to raise it on top of Wang Ling's mouth. Drawing from deep inside her, she extracted a drop of blood essence from her Phoenix bloodline to Wang Ling's mouth so he could heal faster while saying.

"Thank you for not abandoning me."

Wang Ling smiled as he went to sleep after feeling the revitalizing energy of the Phoenix Bloodline blood essence.