Oulala folded her arms across her chest, eyeing Qian Jin’s proudly jutting bosom with distinct interest. Interesting! This kid was actually heading out to kill an Inferno Fiend? That meant the Frost Potion was ready. It was the complete antithesis of the Volcanic Potion!

If the exterior was hard to breach, he would attack from within! Qian Jin struggled to keep his hands from shaking. The Inferno Fiend loved to drink. If other magical beasts enjoyed alcohol, there would always come a point where they became drunk, but never the Inferno Fiend.

The Fiend was inherently a mass of flame; drinking only made its flames erupt more violently. Thus, the more it drank, the more spirited and powerful it became! The alcohol was entirely converted into fire, potentially even inducing a rampage.

“Done! The Frost Potion with an alcoholic aroma…”

“Player Qian Jin’s game time is up…”

“Damn it!”

Qian Jin muttered in protest, reaching again for his Endless World hat to place it on his head. He froze mid-motion, then slowly returned the hat to the Battle Realm.

In his current state, what chance did he have against an Inferno Fiend? Even if it was a young, newly matured Fiend, it was still a genuine High-Tier Magical Beast!

Even if he could target its weakness, it remained a mature High-Tier Magical Beast. For a fully matured, High-Tier Inferno Fiend, even a warrior wielding a top-tier Battle Soul would have little confidence in killing it outright. It was precisely for this reason that Fabredis’s suppressed emotion was evident when he heard about using the Fiend’s magic core.

Even if the target was only newly adult, not at the peak of maturity, it still held the advantage over a Battle Soul warrior. He only possessed a single Golden Battle Heart.

Patience, absolute patience! Qian Jin stabilized his emotions once more, his mind replaying the combat technique modified by Uncle Enlak—the new Saint-Tier technique forged by combining those two original Saint-Tier arts.

Celestial Body Possession, Void Soul Technique…

“I should practice the Ultra-Void Soul Technique first,” Qian Jin scratched his head. “Ah, I honestly couldn’t think of a better name. Although it’s a bit cliché, it suits the technique perfectly.”

When he truly began practicing the Void Soul Technique, Qian Jin realized this Ultra-Void Soul Technique also presented a hurdle: he first had to fully solidify the Void Soul Technique before fusing the two techniques back together.

Without further deliberation, Qian Jin continued the condensation process of the Void Soul Technique's battle seals.

Eat, train, eat again, train again…

For two days, Qian Jin did not leave his spot, burying himself in fully composing the Void Soul Technique into battle seals. Immediately afterward, he commenced practicing the new Saint-Tier technique—the Ultra-Void Soul Technique—which integrated the two Saint-Tier arts.

Two battle seals flashed with light inside his body, slowly merging bit by bit. Qian Jin controlled the two seals with a level of caution he had never before exercised.

He had never attempted a fusion of battle seals like this. If even the slightest anomaly occurred during the integration, both seals could completely detonate. Whether his body could withstand the violent explosion of two seals afterward was highly uncertain; damage to his Battle Heart was also a distinct possibility.

Careful, careful, ultra-careful!

The Third Battle Heart spun rapidly, performing its usual function of accelerating processes. Qian Jin actively tried to slow down; this time, stability mattered more than speed. However, the nature of the Third Battle Heart ignored his wishes and kept boosting the acceleration.

The battle seal fusion proceeded faster than he imagined, and smoother than he dared hope. Only when the seals were completely integrated did Qian Jin let out a long breath.

The resulting battle seal, two rings larger than any he had before, rotated gently within his Battle Heart. The third Battle Heart, just as it had done previously, began replicating the new seal.

Soon, the two seals within the Third Battle Heart also merged into a single, unified seal.

Two Ultra-Void Soul Battle Seals. Qian Jin chuckled, then reached into the Battle Realm, snatched up his hat, and eagerly placed it over his face.

Back in the Endless World, Qian Jin frantically and rapidly brewed vials of the Frost Mystery Potion. After being blasted out of the Endless World multiple times, Qian Jin threw himself into the process with manic energy, then stormed into the West Mountain carrying hundreds of bottles of the Frost Potion.

“Don’t block my path!”

The glow of his Moon-Cleaving Saber flashed once, and the wild wolf that had just poked its head out was instantly cleaved in two.

“Inferno Fiend, Inferno Fiend… Inferno Fiend… Kun Battle Technique… Demon Race…”

Qian Jin repeatedly muttered these words. His emitted killing intent caused many magical beasts to wisely steer clear. Some ignorant beasts and feral animals turned into corpses upon their first encounter with him.

The territory of the Inferno Fiends was always near volcanic craters. The West Mountain held numerous craters, and Qian Jin knew of one housing only a recently matured Fiend. Against an older, fully mature Fiend, even his Level Two Frost Potion might have no effect.

The Inferno Fiend, nearly five meters tall, lay lazily napping near the crater. This time of day was invariably when High-Tier Beasts rested; few dared trespass into their domains.

Qian Jin stealthily positioned himself behind a volcanic rock, carefully arranging the vials of Frost Potion. He slashed his Moon-Cleaving Saber through the air, creating a blinding arc of light. The mouths of nearly a hundred potion bottles vanished, and a thick, wine-like aroma spread from the contents.

The napping Inferno Fiend snapped its eyes open. Qian Jin felt the change in the beast and instantly recoiled behind another piece of volcanic rock.

The Fiend moved like the wind, appearing precisely where Qian Jin had been a moment before. Its eyes, shimmering with black flames, were filled with suspicion and vigilance.

High-Tier Magical Beasts possessed intelligence. Seeing these strange objects, the Fiend immediately grew cautious and began scanning its surroundings. Flames erupted from within its body, causing the ambient temperature to soar: forty degrees… fifty… sixty… seventy…

Qian Jin, hidden behind the large stone, relaxed and enjoyed the surrounding heat. Comfortable! Truly comfortable! Even without the Heart of Terrestrial Fire, this temperature posed no threat to him.

The Inferno Fiend raised the temperature significantly, yet found no trace of an attacker. While suspicion lingered, it was now heavily outweighed by greed.

Gulp… gulp… gulp…

Qian Jin listened as the liquid in the Frost Potion vials began to deplete, quietly tightening his grip on the Moon-Cleaving Saber, continuously monitoring the rate of consumption.

The Inferno Fiend downed ninety-nine bottles and picked up the final one. This was the only unopened potion. The intense heat instantly melted the cork, releasing an even richer, heady scent of wine. The Fiend didn't hesitate and poured it down its throat.

Roar!

The potion entered the Inferno Fiend’s core. The High-Tier Beast reared back, unleashing a furious, savage roar filled with indignation—it had been tricked! As the final bottle of ‘wine’ entered its system, the effects of the preceding potions activated. The entire beast felt as if it had plunged into an icy cavern.

Success! It had swallowed the catalyst! Qian Jin’s hand veins bulged as he gripped the Saber. The preceding potions had all lacked one crucial component, which was hidden within that final vial. Once consumed, all the potions would detonate their power simultaneously, achieving an effect a hundred times better than if each bottle had contained the full formula.

The Fiend’s fiery red body began to flicker with blue-white light. Strands of cold energy emanated from the searing body. The Frost Potion raged within the Fiend, instantly directing all its force toward its magic core.

As a High-Tier Beast, the Inferno Fiend’s body had never been truly substantial; it possessed only a high-heat magic core flowing at the Fourth Transmutation level. As the Frost Potion took effect, the illusory body of the High-Tier Fiend began to solidify.

That’s right! The Frost Potion didn't just suppress its power; it forced it to gain physical substance! A warrior’s task of defeating a non-corporeal Inferno Fiend was impossibly difficult.

At this moment, the Fiend saw Qian Jin behind the rock. Furious roars erupted from its core. Jets of flame formed in the air from all directions, coiling around Qian Jin’s body like sentient, burning vines.

Ultra-Void Soul Technique! The thought flashed through Qian Jin’s mind. The largest battle seal inside him immediately began to spin. Three egg-shaped balls of battle aura burst forth from his body, pulsating… roaring…

Roar! The egg-shaped aura balls emitted ripping sounds of tearing battle qi, akin to the howls of primordial giants!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!…

Qian Jin’s muscles no longer merely twitched; they seemed to instantly fill with something solid and firm. His entire body rapidly expanded. The once enormous Moon-Cleaving Saber now felt like a standard longsword in his right hand. He slashed and cleaved with a light that swept across the firmament!

The ferocity in the Inferno Fiend’s eyes instantly turned to stark terror. What was this? What kind of monster?

A blow as vast as a mighty river, carrying an overwhelming surge of killing intent and blade momentum, swept toward the Fiend. Instinctively, the Fiend tried to dodge, only to discover that every direction around it seemed to be erupting with such ferocious blade intent.

One Strike to Sever the Void!

As Qian Jin unleashed his strike, his mental state achieved an unprecedented height. Techniques like the Eight Forms of Blood Combat, the Gold-Splitting Continuous Slash, or the Earth-Shattering Cleave were like scattered building blocks that, in this instant, were being reassembled and erected anew.

A stroke of unbound freedom, a stroke perfectly prepared, a stroke inspired by divine intuition! A strike of unparalleled forward momentum! A beast relying on instinctual combat like the Inferno Fiend never anticipated such ferocity from an ambushing opponent. Normally, it wouldn't even bother dodging; it would simply remain fire, letting the blade pass through.

But not today! The substantial fire was strangely condensed. Its power level remained High-Tier, but its physical state had reverted to that of a Mid-Tier beast. Its special physical advantage—being nearly invulnerable to blades and swords—had vanished completely in this moment.

Dodge! The Inferno Fiend tried desperately to evade, but Qian Jin activated the Myriad Shadows beneath his feet, moving faster than the Fiend!

The Fiend retreated again, but Qian Jin surged directly behind it. At some point, his battle saber was completely embedded in the Fiend’s body. The sound of ice grating against rock echoed piercingly: Kacha-kacha.

One Blade, Two Halves! The Inferno Fiend’s body was split down the middle. Parts of its interior were still solid, while other parts were flickering flames. The Frost Potion had not completely frozen the Fiend; it had merely thrown its physical structure into chaos.