The True Intent Realm expert chasing the Divine Connection Realm fugitive could only run for his life everywhere. Outside Ice Rock City, such an absurd farce was unfolding, and the Celestial Masters coming and going from Ice Rock City watched their revered City Lord flee like a monkey, their expressions growing strangely complex.

Where the "Blazing Thunder Cold Flame" passed, lightning roared across the sky; ice-cold and scorching energies coexisted, forming an incomparably profound wave of power. Under this power fluctuation, it seemed all of Tuk’s techniques lost their effectiveness, and even his rhomboid ice mirror struggled to resist. Unable to withstand the power released by the "Blazing Thunder Cold Flame," Tuk could only flee.

This turn of events freed up Ji Changkong. By controlling the "Source Fire" with the Primal Chaos Profundity he had only recently comprehended, the "Source Fire" transformed into an almost sentient sprite, relentlessly pursuing Tuk, forcing him into constant evasion and leaving him no energy to bother Ji Changkong.

At some unknown point, many experts from Ice Rock City had gathered in the area. Tuk’s subordinates reappeared, including Deputy City Lord Morock and the three Commanders. Upon arriving, Morock glanced at Tuk from a distance, his expression freezing, disbelief etched onto his face.

The three Commanders were also stunned. They had naturally assumed that upon Tuk's return, he would effortlessly eliminate Ji Changkong. Yet, the actual scene was so bizarre: Tuk, a Divine Connection Realm master, was fleeing in distress, while Ji Changkong, who was supposedly slain, stood completely still.

Morock and the other three were slow to react. Knowing well the ruthlessness of Ji Changkong’s attacks, they dared not move after arriving. They even deliberately blended into the crowd, fearful of being noticed by Tuk and becoming cannon fodder sacrificed to his fury.

Ice Rock City was an exceptionally important stronghold among the many islands of Gold Sea, and its City Lord, Tuk, was a strong contender for the position of Chief Island Master. With his Divine Connection Realm cultivation and an army of top experts, Tuk held considerable weight in the eyes of Ice Rock City’s Celestial Masters, even on Fire Prison Star.

Yet, such a major figure was reduced to such a pathetic state. Many felt a pang of sympathy and began inquiring about Ji Changkong, eager to know the identity of this person. “It’s him, the young expert who destroyed the demon body of Mang Ao!” A Celestial Master from Ice Rock City suddenly exclaimed after staring for a long moment. “That’s right, it was him and Yang Feng'er of the Yang family who teamed up to help Yang Feng'er take revenge! This fellow is named Ji Changkong!”

“The Wood Clan and Feather Clan also seem to be looking for this person. A while ago, scouts from those two clans fought mine, trying to glean information on his whereabouts,” a Three-Eyed Clan scout suddenly recalled something and whispered. A collective gasp rippled through the crowd!

What was this kid’s background? Why did he dare offend so many major forces simultaneously? With only the cultivation of the True Intent Realm, he dared to fight Tuk and was not at a disadvantage. What realm had this young man truly reached? Astonishment lit up the faces of everyone looking at Ji Changkong.

Especially the beautiful young women of various races; their lips curved into smiles, their faces alight with fascination. It seemed passion had been instantly ignited, their beautiful eyes sparkling with peculiar light, giving the impression they desperately wished to rush forward and strike up a conversation with him.

“That flame pursuing Tuk seems to be a fused ‘Source Fire.’ Furthermore, the River of Stars he deployed appears to be one of the Profound Chaos Arts!” A wise-looking middle-aged scholar hesitated for a moment before dropping another bombshell.

The nearby onlookers froze like statues. After a long pause, thunderous gasps of amazement erupted around them, many faces flushed crimson, excited as if they had ingested an aphrodisiac. Amidst the throng, Huo Feng and Xiao Han exchanged low whispers, their expressions calm.

“See? I knew this kid wouldn’t be taken down so easily,” Huo Feng murmured to Xiao Han beside her, a trace of unnatural color blooming on her exquisite face. “Impossible, impossible…” Xiao Han looked utterly devastated, shaking her head repeatedly. “How can this be? He is only in the True Intent Realm. While the Source Fire is formidable, the method I taught him to control it absolutely shouldn't allow him to defeat an opponent of a higher realm. How is this possible?” “The method he uses to control the Source Fire isn't yours at all.”

Huo Feng scoffed dismissively. “The method you had for controlling the Source Fire came from me anyway. I highly doubt the Yang family’s comprehension of fire control could reach such an exquisite level!”

Huo Feng paused, then muttered, “Notice how abstruse the trajectory of that Source Fire is; it seems to hint at the rules of Heaven and Earth. That level of mastery is unattainable with the Yang family’s fire control methods. Only those exquisite Profound Arts passed down from antiquity possess such ghostly, unpredictable power.” “You mean? Another Profound Chaos Art?” Xiao Han’s mouth fell open, realizing how incredulous her own voice sounded. “There is no other explanation!” Huo Feng affirmed confidently.

Xiao Han remained speechless, her mouth agape. Just as she felt utterly drained, she seemed to recall something, and a malicious smile crossed her face. “Don’t celebrate too soon. If I’m not mistaken, the experts from the Wood Clan and Feather Clan will be arriving soon, along with the Yang family and the Serpent King. Just wait and see how this young expert, who has a chance to step into the Chaos Realm, will meet his doom!” At her words, Huo Feng’s expression shifted, and she became anxious once more.

The Primal Chaos Profundity was indeed supremely esoteric. Controlling the “Source Fire” with his divine sense, Ji Changkong utilized the essence of the Primal Chaos Profundity to secretly gather the power of his Soul Sea.

Within his Soul Sea, a bizarre transformation suddenly occurred. The previously tranquil waters churned into towering waves. As a whirlpool spun, it rose high within the Soul Sea, and strands of strange power began to condense. Driven by the Primal Chaos Profundity, the swirling torrents ceaselessly refined themselves. Gradually, a drop of Soul Water, bearing the imprint of his vital essence, silently formed in the Soul Sea.

It was a drop of milky-white, viscous Soul Water. Vaguely visible within it was a curled-up infant shape, seemingly breathing evenly, imbued with his soul aura. This was a strange life form he had nurtured, possessing his spiritual will, condensed from the very essence of his Soul Sea.

Once this drop of Soul Water was formed, he once again manipulated the “Source Fire.” With a mere shift in his consciousness, the “Blazing Thunder Holy Fire” that had been relentlessly pursuing Tuk suddenly shot back. In an instant, the “Blazing Thunder Holy Fire” submerged back into his body.

The changes wrought by the Primal Chaos Profundity allowed the Soul Water, hidden deep within his Soul Sea, to easily locate the “Blazing Thunder Holy Fire.” The two immediately merged. The wondrous law power of the Void Secret Record, which fuses all things, activated, causing the “Blazing Thunder Holy Fire” and the Soul Water to combine.

As water and fire mingled, fine, gentle, peculiar energies escaped from the “Blazing Thunder Holy Fire,” flowing back to nourish the Soul Sea.

Because condensing the Soul Water had consumed a vast amount of mental and soul power, it was rapidly restored under the nourishment of these gentle energies in a very short time. The turbulent Soul Sea, which had been in an uproar, instantly calmed, becoming as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the grim-faced Tuk standing nearby.

As those wisps of energy entered his Soul Sea, Ji Changkong felt refreshed and spiritually renewed. With the transformation of his Soul Sea, his Seven-Colored Soul Seal also seemed to undergo some subtle, mysterious change, imparting a feeling of profound tranquility.

Nourished by the Soul Water, the life fluctuations contained within the “Blazing Thunder Cold Flame” became even more vigorous. The life form, which originally possessed low intelligence, suddenly became incomparably agile, transforming into a novel life form comparable to human intelligence. It was overjoyed, constantly radiating feelings of elation.

Clearly, after receiving the nourishment of the Soul Water, this “Blazing Thunder Cold Flame” had advanced significantly, benefiting greatly.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Changkong slowly felt the changes occurring in his Soul Sea and the “Blazing Thunder Cold Flame” while unhurriedly walking toward Tuk, raising his voice: “Give her back to me.” Tuk’s face was exceedingly grim.

He panted, his usual composure completely shattered, the pretense of gentleness stripped away to reveal his venomous nature. “You want this woman, is that it?” Tuk gritted his teeth, his eyes malicious.

Behind him, Shang Bingjie’s delicate figure slowly materialized within the rhomboid ice mirror. She was completely frozen within it, her eyes wide open but devoid of any spirit.

“To you, she is merely an ordinary woman, a woman of the Microscopic Realm, someone you could easily obtain. To me, she is irreplaceable by anyone,” Ji Changkong spoke slowly, careful not to further provoke Tuk. “Fighting me to the death over an insignificant person does not seem wise. If you hand her over, I guarantee I will never become your enemy and will immediately depart Fire Prison Star without interfering with your affairs. How about it?”

“You have already interfered with me!” Tuk said grimly. “In front of all these witnesses, you humiliated me. At this critical juncture, I will surely lose the election for Chief Island Master. Therefore, I intend to kill this woman, immediately!” Ji Changkong finally panicked, crying out, “Don’t! What exactly do you want?”

“Kid, aren't you powerful? Hahahaha! Aren’t you still under my control!” Tuk suddenly roared with laughter. “This woman is in my ice mirror. With a mere thought from my divine sense, I can end her life. She is only in the Microscopic Realm; death means no rebirth. You should understand!” “Tell me what you want me to do! Say it directly!” Ji Changkong took a deep breath and asked calmly.

“Smart! Hahahaha!” Tuk laughed. “Help me ascend to the position of Chief Island Master, and then I will safely return this woman to you, without any further obstacles!”