Fantasy Immortal and Illusionary God/C19 A Trace of Madness
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C19 A Trace of Madness

Under that terrifying pressure, even the fire source couldn't help but dodge. But at this moment, he let out a blood-curdling screech. The fire source instinctively looked for a place to hide, and then rushed into his body through his mouth.

When the [Starfire Source Spirit] was right in front of Zhang Hao's chest, a torrent of silver spiritual energy came from all directions and surrounded Zhang Hao before he could escape again.

When Zhang Hao saw that he had finally besieged this guy, he no longer cared about the damage to his body. Zhang Hao saw that he had finally besieged this guy, but no longer cared about the damage to his body.

BOOM! Just as the spirit energy rushed forward to surround the origin of the starfire, the flames suddenly increased in intensity and violently collided with the spirit energy. The impact from the collision caused a bowl-sized hole to appear in his chest. His internal organs had also been forcefully torn apart.

"Puchi." Zhang Hao spat out a mouthful of blood. The intense pain caused his body, which was originally sitting cross-legged, to collapse. His entire body spasmed and convulsed violently, almost fainting on the spot.

"Since you want my life, then prepare to die with me." Zhang Hao let out a ferocious roar and immediately circulated the silver lake-like Spiritual Energy within his Dantian to revolve crazily. A huge suction force was generated from within as it sucked the Essence of Star and Fire into his Dantian. The Essence of Star Flame seemed to have felt his crazy actions as it released a terrifyingly high temperature that it had never felt before. It burned the silver-colored Spiritual Energy that surrounded it like a torrent.

"Sizzle sizzle!" The silver spiritual energy was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a few short breaths, it seemed as if it had disappeared. The silver spiritual energy was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a few short breaths, it seemed as if it had disappeared. However, his heart was at an unprecedented level of calm. He suddenly shouted, "It won't be that easy for me to die!

At this moment, the space within the grandmist fire tower began to ripple and emit a vast energy pressure. Under this energy pressure, the origin of fire within his body began to weaken. However, the pain on Zhang Hao's face remained the same.

A moment later, an illusionary old man suddenly appeared within the altar. He looked at the latter with a bitter smile and said, "Little fellow, since you have already walked this far, you cannot let your efforts fail. The path of training is all up to you …"

However, he did not know that there was an old man standing on the altar.

His eyes were bloodshot and filled with viciousness as he desperately channeled the spiritual energy in his body to pull the silver flame into his dantian. He had already made up his mind that even if he were to die today, he would bring the silver flame with him.

As long as he pulled it into his dantian, the silver spiritual energy in his dantian would definitely explode when his body was destroyed. When that happened, even if he couldn't completely destroy the strand of Star Flame, he would be seriously injured.

However, he was looking down on the terrifying power of the fire origin energy. While he was desperately using his spiritual energy to absorb it, the fire origin energy also began to go berserk, and a terrifying temperature that was enough to incinerate everything was constantly emitted. The moment the spiritual energy came into contact with this temperature, it was completely turned into nothingness.

However, under Zhang Hao's suicidal urge, the spiritual energy in his dantian surged out unceasingly, and he once again charged towards the source of the Fiery Charm.

In the blink of an eye, over a dozen days had passed. Under Zhang Hao's desperate momentum, the Fiery Essence could not resist it at all, as it had consumed a lot of Essence energy during the constant stalemate with Zhang Hao, and the temperature gradually started to drop.

After that, he was slowly pulled towards the center of his dantian by the Spiritual Energy. Zhang Hao was not in a good mood either. The silver spiritual energy in his dantian, which was like a lake, had already started to dry up after the intense battle with the origin of the starfire.

He originally wanted to pull the fire origin energy into his Dantian, but he wanted to heavily injure it once it was destroyed. However, he had long since lost consciousness and had no idea where it had gone.

From start to finish, he didn't know that on the altar stood an old man with an illusory body. Seeing his aura gradually dissipate, the old man bitterly smiled and said, "This old man has never accepted a disciple in his entire life. Saying so, he raised his hand to cut open the space and retrieved a milky white ammunition. He flicked his finger and stuffed it into his mouth. After shaking his head, his figure suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Hao's wisp of consciousness was currently in a fantasy space that was constantly changing shapes. In this space, everything seemed so peaceful and peaceful, only his last wisp of consciousness was quietly floating there. Strands of white light shot out from the depths of the space, illuminating this wisp of consciousness.

This was the deepest part of his soul, the place he hadn't been since the last time he started cultivating the Underworld Soul Transformation. The last time he cultivated, he went all out with his mind power, and after breaking through the soul barrier, he fainted. After waking up, his mind was in a weakened state.

Moreover, he and Ling Er had been busy plundering precious herbs and didn't have the time to cultivate. Thus, even he didn't know that the soul barrier that gave him so much trouble had already been broken through.

This time, he was severely injured by the fire source and his mind was in a mess. The soul source that had been motionless all this time, out of instinct to protect him, sucked in the last bit of his consciousness, wanting to use the source energy to repair him.

Right now, the spiritual energy in Zhang Hao's body only depended on the continuous circulation of his will. Right when the pill entered his body, a huge amount of spiritual energy surged out, turning into waves of spiritual energy that filled the empty dantian. He had already started losing his focus a few days ago, and if he were to look at it from the outside, he would probably be shocked.

At this moment, his body was practically lifeless. His original height of one and a half meters was now like that of an old man. His eye sockets were deeply sunken into his eye sockets, and there were many hideous wounds on his face.

There were many large and small cracks on his shriveled skin. His body was like a lump of mud as he laid on the ground. All the bones in his body had nearly exploded. If it wasn't for the fact that there was still a trace of life left, no one would have thought that he was still alive.

However, he had been able to hold on till now due to his determination. It was a pity that he did not know what had happened to him.

As the white ray of light continued to seep into his consciousness, his consciousness also began to change. As the white light seeped into his formless mind, the originally colorless mind also started to have a trace of color. As the white ray of light continued to seep into his consciousness, the originally formless mind began to have a trace of color.

If one looked carefully, they would discover that there was a trace of colorless and formless energy mixed within this white brilliance. As time passed, Zhang Hao's remaining consciousness turned white, as if it was being pulled by something. It started to radiate brilliance as it slowly moved closer to the source of his soul.

After the wisp of consciousness fused with the soul source, the constantly changing space returned to its previous calm.

In the Misty Mountain Range, the lush and verdant forest showed signs of vitality.

"Roar!" Suddenly, the roar of a wild beast came from the forest, followed by a furious scream from a woman: "Wu Bing, you idiot, watch out, don't let that guy escape."

Shortly afterwards, a strong male voice responded, "I know, can you not yell? If you attract other beasts, I won't be able to deal with them."

The woman snorted in dissatisfaction and didn't say anything more. She obviously knew that Wu Bing's words made some sense.

"Roar!" Another angry roar rang out, and soon after, a rather miserable looking brown bear came out from the forest, its entire body covered with bloody wounds. Another angry roar, and then a rather miserable looking brown bear came out from the forest, and its body was covered with bloody wounds, and it unwillingly looked into the forest, and then it turned around and ran away.

Just as the brown bear disappeared from their sight, a burly man appeared from the dense forest. He shook his head regretfully at the direction the brown bear had escaped in and said, "Little Qianqian, when did you ever manage to change your screaming? The Yellow Goblin that you found with so much difficulty was done for just like that."

The tree branches in the forest shook, then a girl with a delicate face and fair skin walked out. She had an angry face as she yelled at the man, "You still have time to speak sarcastically. Quickly chase after him."

Then, ignoring the man's dissatisfied gaze, she chased after the brown bear, and a voice drifted from behind her, "Hurry, Sister Zheng is still looking forward to it. If you don't snatch back that piece of Goblin today, don't appear in front of me in the future."

Hearing this, the man's face turned bitter as he muttered to himself. His body flashed as he followed her. It was obvious that he was afraid of that woman. The two of them quickly disappeared into the forest.

At the same time, in the depths of the forest, a small, pitch-black tower was quietly floating within a deep valley. A desolate, ancient aura was repeatedly being emitted from it, and as the small tower slowly rotated, a pressure that was above the world caused the surrounding wild beasts to tremble all over. They fearfully stared at the depths of the valley where they were crawling on the ground, and the pressure from the depths of their souls caused them to instinctively feel fear.

There were also some powerful beasts in the valley. However, after they discovered this pressure, they quickly withdrew their auras and hid inside the cave. They continued to emit muffled roars to resist this pressure.

Time quietly passed by. In the blink of an eye, two days had passed. In the grandmist fire tower, Zhang Hao had been lying on the ancient altar for half a year.

Around his body, a substance like silver light tightly wrapped around him as specks of starlight continuously seeped into his body. The starlight was also slowly healing the lifeless parts of his body. As time passed, the bloody hole in his chest that was the size of a bowl began to close up at a rate that could not be seen by the naked eye.

Suddenly, the silver light surrounding his body began to fluctuate violently. It was as if someone threw a huge rock into the lake, breaking the original silence. Streaks of silver light began to surge and churn unceasingly.

"Swish." Soon after, a substance-like silver flame rose from Zhang Hao's body. The moment the flame appeared, it quickly expanded and wrapped around Zhang Hao's body in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the silver flames appeared, the silver light in the surroundings flared up, as if attracted by the latter, and rushed in, whistling through the air. Ten minutes later, it had completely disappeared from the ancient altar.

With the influx of that silver brilliance, that silver flame seemed to have solidified even more. As for the silver flame that almost turned Zhang Hao into ashes, it strangely did not harm him at all. Instead, it was like a docile python that tightly wrapped around his body. Streams of silver light continued to enter into his body.

As the silver light continued to seep into his body, Zhang Hao's originally shriveled body began to expand at an astonishing speed. In a few breaths, his body returned to how it was before, and the bloody hole in his chest, under this silver light, was quickly regenerated.

There was no light source in the misty white space. However, the rays of light did not dissipate. Instead, the space above the altar quietly distorted.

Looking at Zhang Hao, who was still unconscious, he smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Little fellow, your survival really surprises this old man. In the past thousand years, who knows how many experts from the Eighteen Divisions of the Nine Heavens have entered the Blazing Tower, but you are the only one who could reach this step. It is truly laughable …"

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