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The shock from the earlier event had not yet dissipated, and he completely ignored Lange's words. He was eager to learn everything about Star God Ethan.
Star God—did it represent some kind of divine power classification, or was it merely a title? He wanted to clarify this.
"Let's discuss this later, Elder. Do you know about Star God Ethan?"
Bu stood up, his expression extremely serious. Just as he was about to voice his deep-seated doubts, an inexplicable tremor surged through him, causing his heart to feel as if it had stopped beating for a moment. A terrifying sense of danger that could threaten his life made the hairs on his body stand on end.
It seemed that somewhere far away, his earlier words had awakened an unknown existence. That fearsome entity opened its eyes, its cold gaze seemingly locking onto him.
"This is bad." Bu felt as if his heart was about to leap out of his throat. Without thinking, he rushed forward to silence Lange's impending question. In that instant, he repeatedly told himself not to think about anything related to Star God Ethan.
Lange seemed to sense the danger as well. As a High-Level Giant with incredible strength, his sensitivity to danger was far superior to Bu's. Without needing Bu's reminder, he entered a state of Oblivion, surrounded by a thick aura of death that enveloped both him and Bu, causing their breaths to weaken under its cover.
Almost simultaneously as they were shrouded in this deathly aura, a chilling gaze that could shake the earth and instill fear in all living beings projected from an unfathomable distance—across the Storm Sea at the southernmost part of Fran Continent, a distance that would take extraordinary beings years to traverse.
At the moment that gaze fell upon them, the entire Crook Duchy and the northeastern region of the Holy Order Alliance fell silent. Every creature ceased to make a sound, and all beings with Intermediate-level strength or above felt their minds tremble with an inexplicable panic.
In that instant, it felt as if the world had turned upside down; doomsday had arrived.
That gaze lingered for only a brief moment before vanishing without a trace. Yet for that fleeting moment in the northeastern region of the Holy Order Alliance, it felt like being trapped in an ice cave for ten thousand years—one breath equating to ten thousand years.
The terror was so overwhelming that no one could muster even the slightest resistance; it was as if a deity were looking down upon all living beings on earth, with life and death resting solely in its thoughts. For everyone present, that single breath truly felt like ten thousand years—a suffocating and torturous eternity.
Until that terrifying presence withdrew its gaze—one whose name was taboo—Lange remained motionless, surrounded by the emanating death aura. His eyes reflected extreme fear and a hint of relief at having survived.
Bu also understood the gravity of the situation. One hand firmly covered Lange's mouth while the other gripped his chin tightly, not daring to move an inch.
The two remained in this bizarre position like stone statues for half an hour.
For them both, this half hour was pure torment.
Bu found it uncomfortable due to Lange's breath brushing against him. What made it even more unsettling—and somewhat nauseating—was that his hand was pressed against the lips of this old man who had lived for over two hundred years; he was no youthful beauty or proud and powerful woman.
Lange felt even more tormented; he was on the verge of exploding. It was pitiful for someone of his age to be held by the beard for half an hour by someone else. To make matters worse, his mouth was tightly covered, forcing him to breathe through his nose. Although for someone of his High-Level strength it wasn't critical not to breathe for a while, it was still incredibly uncomfortable.
Fortunately, half an hour passed, and the extreme sense of danger that felt like the end of the world no longer appeared. Both of them sighed in relief at the same time and then instinctively jumped back, spitting on the ground in disgust.
"You little brat, are you trying to suffocate me? You almost got me killed! That kind of terrifying existence is not something you can casually mention by name. You really don't know how to value your life! Ah, you scared me to death."
Lange was so angry that his beard seemed ready to catch fire. After spitting a few times on the ground, he gasped for breath and glared fiercely at Bu, looking as if he wanted to swallow him whole.
"Elder, do you know something?" Bu was also quite frightened. Although he wasn't afraid of the ground beneath him, under that terrifying aura that felt like standing at the edge of a demonic abyss, he had a chilling sense of impending death. Even now, recalling it made his heart race with fear.
"Don't ask me; I don't know, and I don't want to know. I'm not ready to die yet," Lange replied irritably, shaking his head as if he were keeping a deep secret.
Bu's eyes flickered. He was sure Lange knew something, but seeing his current demeanor, it was clear he didn't intend to continue discussing this topic. Thus, he could only set aside his doubts for now.
If even Lange was so fearful and the Demon Spirit Crimson Lotus had its soul extinguished, Bu understood deeply that he was not yet qualified to know everything about Star God Ethan.
"Come on, let's try it out."
Lange completely avoided mentioning what had just happened, as if the terrifying aura had never descended. He pulled Bu along impatiently as they walked out of the bedroom and returned to the hall.
The Crimson Lotus sealed by Outer Xuan Fire had returned to its original size and still floated quietly in mid-air, seemingly unchanged from before.
"Try to leave a mark through the Mental Energy Seed left inside the Crimson Lotus. This mark will serve as a bridge for you to successfully connect with this External Avatar and achieve control over it," Lange said slowly while pointing at the floating Red Entity.
"How do we resolve this Outer Profound Fire's confinement?" Bu did not act rashly; instead, he looked at Lange with a puzzled tone.
Lange smiled leisurely upon hearing this and said slowly, "The Demon Spirit Crimson Lotus was born from fire and became a Monarch in flames on the day it transformed into a demon. If it hadn't had its soul erased by a deity and refined into an Avatar, it would have hoped to advance to a higher realm as the Avatar Fire God. Unfortunately, it fell before taking that step; thus, this Outer Profound Fire that should have been of the same origin has become its best means of restraint.
Fire restrains fire; the Crimson Lotus is born from fire and is also bound by fire. Only when someone successfully merges it into an External Avatar can it be freed from this fiery confinement.
Once you successfully control the Crimson Lotus Incarnation, this Outer Profound Fire will fall away on its own and become a seed of fire. If there is an opportunity in the future, this seed could even allow your Crimson Lotus Incarnation to advance further into a Demigod body."
"A mere seed of Outer Profound Fire can allow the Crimson Lotus to advance further into a Demigod body?" As he listened, Bu's expression gradually turned strange; he seemed somewhat incredulous.
"Mere? This is Outer Profound Fire! Do you even know what Outer Profound Fire is? You little brat may not have much ability, but your arrogance is outrageous," Lange retorted with amusement at Bu's words.
"Outer Profound Fire is terrifying beyond belief! Do you understand? This is a fearsome flame that can only be controlled by those who comprehend the laws of fire and have stepped into the supreme existence of Demigods. Just a tiny bit of Outer Profound Fire unleashed can instantly kill an extraordinary powerhouse."
Lange was extremely agitated, using two fingers to gesture as if trying to describe just how much of the Outer Profound Fire he was talking about.
"Is that so?" Bu looked surprised, putting on a face that suggested he was not easily fooled, and continued, "I don't know the power of the Outer Profound Fire, but before this, I personally saw Senior Sean summon a thousand-foot dragon formed from the outer gale winds. If what you say is true, then the power of the Outer Profound Fire must be outrageous, so the power of the outer gale winds shouldn't be too shabby either."
As Bu spoke, he gradually ran out of words. He noticed Lange was looking at him with disdain, which made him realize that he might have misunderstood the relationship between these two types of energy. Although both the Outer Profound Fire and the outer gale winds had the word "outer" in them, it seemed there was actually no other connection.
"There are nine levels: Azure Sky, Danxia, Jingyu, Leaving Fire, Azure Void, Purple Sun, Youyun, Supreme Emperor, and Divine Profound. What you saw with Sean Sterling summoning the Gale Dragon was not actually condensed from outer gale winds but rather from the gale winds within Bi Xia. These are not powers of two different levels; only beyond the nine levels can there be outer gale winds and Outer Profound Fire.
To casually summon a few gale winds from Bi Xia and call them outer gale winds is simply laughable. If it were truly outer gale winds, just a gentle breeze could sweep away the entire Crook Duchy.
If this Outer Profound Fire had not been refined by a deity and confined in this way, do you think we could still stand here? We would have long since turned to ashes."
Lange scoffed, his old face filled with mockery, making Bu want to stomp on him in frustration.
"Alright, stop dawdling. Hurry up and try to see if you can control this Crimson Lotus Incarnation," Lange said impatiently after rambling on for a while, waving his hand dismissively.
Bu rolled his eyes but did not delay any further. He gradually focused his mind.
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