Chu Hongtu and Chu Jianchen were equally stunned. If the seventh-ranked Green Lotus Core Flame from the Earthfire Ranking was already this terrifying, they could only imagine how horrifying the third-ranked heavenly flame must be! Suddenly, Chu Yan looked up at the Beast God with trembling voice: "Beast God, they say only Emperor-tier experts can subdue heavenly flames... Could you be a Demon Emperor?" all eyes turned to the Beast God, their expressions filled with awe. There had been speculation about the Beast God being a Demon Emperor, until now, it seemed! Yet Long Yuan shook his head with a smile: "I'm no Demon Emperor." "When you reach Emperor-tier yourselves, perhaps you'll understand my true cultivation level!" (He chose not to add: "You should address me as Demon God.") "Enough talk. I'll now merge this Purple Star Heavenly Flame into your body. Henceforth, you may wield it at will." "As for the Green Lotus Core Flame, it shall remain with the family." Long Yuan pressed a finger between Chu Yan's brows, and the violet heavenly flame flowed through his fingertip into the youth's body. The Medicine Elder gaped in disbelief— No protective measures? Direct infusion just like that? If this wasn't Demon Emperor-level power, he'd eat his alchemy cauldron! Chu Yan's eyes snapped open, their depths reflecting flickering purple flames. As he extended his palm, violet fire roared to life— yet his skin remained unscathed. The Purple Star Heavenly Flame had been completely refined within him by Long Yuan's power. "A heavenly flame... something only Emperor-tier experts should command... And here I am, a mere Martial King, wielding it?" Chu Yan felt like he was dreaming. Even the Medicine Elder struggled to comprehend— A treasure so precious that even Emperor-tier powerhouses would wage wars over it, given away so casually! Long Yuan's mystique deepened in his estimation. "My deepest gratitude, Beast God!" Chu Yan clasped his fists and bowed with utmost sincerity. The debt he owed today was monumental. producing a jade pendant: "Fear no one in your journeys. Should you encounter insurmountable foes, crush this pendant—I shall intervene." Chu Yan accepted it with trembling hands, profoundly moved by the Beast God's benevolence. Yet he resolved inwardly: Unless absolutely necessary, he wouldn't trouble the Beast God. Besides, with a heavenly flame at his disposal, none below Emperor-tier could threaten him! Long Yuan patted his shoulder: "I look forward to your ascension as a Martial Emperor." "Worry not, Beast God! I shall absolutely reach Martial Emperor-tier!" Chu Yan declared with ironclad determination. "Good! I believe in you." Suddenly, Long Yuan glanced beyond the room: "Your adventure continues. Pests approach." With a wave of his hand, Chu Yan vanished from the chamber— reappearing beyond Cangyun City's walls. "Martial Saint-level expert!" warned the Medicine Elder. "What? A Martial Saint?" soaring skyward to anxiously scan the inn's direction. "Waste no worry. Your Beast God's power exceeds your wildest imaginings," the Medicine Elder calmly assured. "Elder... can't even you discern the Beast God's cultivation?" "But I'd stake my reputation—he's undoubtedly Emperor-tier." "No Martial Saint could subdue a heavenly flame unaided, transfer it without precautions, then refine it within another!" Huo Tu hovered midair, cold eyes piercing through the building's walls. He'd sensed not just the Green Lotus Core Flame, but something vastly more potent. "Impossible! None beyond our Hell's Gate should possess Emperor-tier power!" energy surged through Huo Tu as he unleashed a palm strike downward. Instantly, winds howled, the heavens trembled, and space itself fractured— such was the might of a Martial Saint. Witnessing this, Chu Yan clenched his fists, fearing for the Beast God and elders. A thumb-thin azure beam erupted from the inn, piercing Huo Tu's forehead in a blink. His descending palm froze mid-motion, the city-destroying attack dissipating like morning mist. Huo Tu's lifeless body plummeted, impacting the ground with finality. "Gods! Slaying a Saint in one strike... The Beast God truly is a Demon Emperor!" Chu Yan gasped at the spectacle. "Told you worrying was pointless," the Medicine Elder remarked, though his brow furrowed— That Martial Saint's aura bore Hell's Gate's signature, meaning the Chu family's Beast God had no ties to them. Yet... how then did he break through to Emperor-tier? In this world, Hell's Gate reigned supreme. None achieved Emperor status without their sanction— dissenters faced annihilation during their tribulation. But this Beast God seemed exempt from that law! Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel⁂fire.net "Could he evade Hell's Gate's perception?" "If true... this changes everything." His former sect's downfall had stemmed from crossing Hell's Gate... Du Laiyuan arrived at Cangyun City with the Saint Envoy's retinue, just in time to see the azure beam execute their leader. Their faces drained of color. "The Saint Envoy... dead?" Du Laiyuan's complexion turned ashen. A slain Saint Envoy meant Hell's Gate's wrath would rain upon them— and they hadn't even done the deed! Such defiance hadn't occurred in the Mortal Realm for millennia, Hell's Gate stood inviolable, supreme! Today's transgression meant someone dared oppose them openly. The resources they'd poured into currying the Saint Envoy's favor— kingdom-toppling beauties, their very dignity prostituted— all to secure their patriarch's chance at Emperor-tier via Hell's Gate... Now gone. All fucking gone! "Provoke them not! One who can kill a Saint Envoy so effortlessly is beyond our reckoning." "Years of effort—wasted?!" Another elder snarled, veins bulging. "But survival comes first. We must report this to Hell's Gate immediately—divert their fury from our Beast Taming Sect!" "Or our ten-thousand-year legacy ends today!" "As for past investments..." Du Laiyuan gritted his teeth: "We rebuild. I've millennia yet to live." The sect's survival and their lives mattered most. "Dispatch spies to investigate everyone connected to that inn—find clues!" Du Laiyuan dared not enter, lest he join the Saint Envoy in death.