BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

For the first time, Lin Feng experienced an attack on his soul. His entire body trembled violently, but thanks to his powerful soul force, he quickly recovered.

He hastily used his soul perception to construct several layers of defense. After a fierce struggle, he successfully withstood the attack from the remnant soul.

Seeing that its soul wailing had no effect, the remnant soul of the Purple Cloud Black Fire Eagle fell silent for a moment.

Suddenly, a surge of violent emotions erupted from the scroll, rushing straight toward the depths of Lin Feng's mind.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Feng held his consciousness steady, refusing to let that violent emotion invade even the slightest.

The soul confrontation continued for several more minutes before the remnant soul of the Purple Cloud Black Fire Eagle finally began to dissipate.

As the wild, beast-like emotions receded like a tidal wave from his heart, Lin Feng's body instantly went numb, collapsing weakly.

His face was pale, and he looked extremely exhausted. The drain from a soul battle was far greater than that of a physical clash.

After resting for a while, Lin Feng once again placed his palms on the eagle wings. His dou qi slowly circulated within his body according to the trajectory described in the scroll.

Moments later, his dou qi reached his arms and gradually surged into his palms.

As soon as his dou qi gathered in his palms, the eagle wings on the black scroll suddenly radiated an intense glow. The purple-black light grew increasingly dense.

In the end, it transformed into two tiny streaks of purple-black light and shot into Lin Feng's palms like lightning.

Once the two streaks of light entered his body, they rapidly flowed through his meridians.

When they reached the meridians on Lin Feng's back, they suddenly stopped.

Then, as if possessing a will of their own, they forcibly pulled out two extremely thin branches from his main meridians.

These two new branches extended outward from the main meridians and only stopped growing once they reached his back.

"Damn it!"

A sudden wave of excruciating pain surged from Lin Feng's back. Beads of sweat instantly rolled down his forehead, and he clenched his fists tightly.

He had no idea how much time had passed before the pain finally faded.

Unknowingly, a pair of palm-sized black eagle wing tattoos had appeared on his back.

After recovering from the pain, Lin Feng couldn't wait to channel his dou qi through the newly formed meridian branches, pouring it into the small tattoos on his back.

As the dou qi infused into them, the tattoos on his back instantly released a faint purple glow before materializing into real wings.

With a tearing sound, as if fabric was being ripped apart, the black eagle wings expanded from palm-sized to about one foot in length.

Seeing this, Lin Feng was overjoyed. Now that he had successfully cultivated the Purple Cloud Wings, his chances of escaping danger in the future had significantly increased.

However, after touching his damaged clothes, his lips curled into a wry smile. He would need to prepare more spare outfits in his storage ring from now on.

Without hesitation, he took off his tattered shirt and stood up, practicing the control of the Purple Cloud Wings inside the cave.

After a while, he arrived at the cave entrance. His wings spread open once more, and in an instant, he soared into the sky.

Looking down, the ground below grew smaller yet appeared even more vast. Lin Feng flapped his wings and accelerated, flying off in a random direction.

Feeling the roaring wind rushing past his ears and watching the land rapidly recede beneath him, Lin Feng found everything incredibly novel.

Come to think of it, this was his first time soaring freely in the sky. At this moment, his emotions were beyond words.

Flight—a temptation powerful enough to make countless people yearn for it. To pursue this dream, many strong individuals tirelessly worked toward reaching the Dou Wang realm.

After flying for over ten minutes, Lin Feng, his face pale, landed beside a waterfall. Looking at his reflection on the water's surface, he saw the Purple Cloud Wings reattach to his back, once again transforming into a pitch-black eagle wing tattoo.

With a bitter smile, he muttered, "This thing is great, but it consumes dou qi way too fast. Looks like I can only use it in critical moments. For regular travel, I'd better stick to using my legs."

He immediately sat cross-legged, activated his cultivation technique, and began restoring his dou qi.

After some time, Lin Feng felt his dou qi replenished. He opened his eyes, stretched his body, and let out a breath.

Then, he retrieved all the medicinal ingredients, laid them out on the ground, counted and categorized them before carefully storing them in jade boxes.

Once that was done, Lin Feng took out the torn map from his Storage ring.

He unrolled the scroll, revealing a piece of aged parchment, though it was unclear what material it was made of.

On the slightly yellowed parchment, strange, seemingly irregular patterns were drawn. Lin Feng traced one with his finger, following its path.

However, no matter how he traced it, the line always led off the parchment without revealing anything significant.

After carefully scanning the parchment for a while, his gaze landed on the corner, where he discovered a faint lotus-like shape.

Due to the passage of time, the lotus image was somewhat faded and yellowed, but its general outline was still visible.

The lotus was black, and on its surface, a thin layer of black flames seemed to cling to it. Upon closer inspection, the entire lotus emitted an eerie, otherworldly aura.

"So, this is the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame..." Lin Feng murmured, his palm gently brushing over the lotus image.

A flicker of intense desire flashed in his eyes. However, remembering that he was still just a Dou Zhe, he sighed, then reluctantly stored the torn map back into his Storage ring.

With a hint of disappointment, he muttered, "Sigh, Heavenly Flames aren't something I can get my hands on right now. I should focus on gathering more fragments of this map. Even if I can't claim the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame, I can at least trade the map for something valuable."

It was well known that Heavenly Flames were extraordinary flames birthed by nature itself, forming under unique environmental conditions over countless years.

Some might condense deep within the earth's molten lava, while others could be born from the enigmatic depths of the void.

But without exception, all Heavenly Flames underwent an extremely long gestation period, absorbing energy for thousands—if not millions—of years before they were fully formed.

Furthermore, for unknown reasons, each Heavenly Flame possessed unique abilities.

Some could trigger volcanic eruptions, while others could accelerate their wielder's cultivation speed.

Thus, every Heavenly Flame was immensely powerful. Even the weakest ranked 23rd on the Heavenly Flame Ranking, upon maturity, wielded strength equivalent to a Dou Wang.

As for their growth potential? Completely unknown!

And the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame—ranked third on the Heavenly Flame Ranking—possessed power at the Dou Sheng level!

Rising to his feet, Lin Feng narrowed his eyes as he gazed toward the depths of the Magic Beast Mountain Range.

Clenching his fists tightly, he murmured, "Once I've mastered Furious Lion Roar and Purple Cloud Wings, with these two trump cards, I'll be able to venture deeper into the Magic Beast Mountain Range. As long as I avoid the core area, even if something unexpected happens, I should have no trouble escaping."

With that thought, Lin Feng retrieved his spear and began honing his Furious Lion Roar technique.