"Chaotic Mystic Yin Flames!"
"Chaotic Fiendish Flames!"
"Chaotic Ice Spirit Flames!"
In the secret chamber, Lin Feng slowly refined streams of Chaotic spirit fire into his body. It was very difficult and painful, but he could clearly sense that with every type of Chaotic spirit fire fused, his hallowed body would clearly become much stronger.
However, it was not completely without risks. Every time he fused a kind of Chaotic spirit fire, Lin Feng's hallowed body would experience pain, as if it was being burned in purgatory. Once he failed to withstand it and his hallowed body collapsed, all his previous cultivation efforts would be in vain.
Fortunately, Lin Feng gritted his teeth and held out!
Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine…
When Lin Feng's Spirit Flame Hallowed Body had already accommodated ten types of Chaotic spirit flames, it was as if he had broken some kind of confinement, or rather, some kind of critical point.