Chapter 1702: Chapter 1697: Inner Flame

It’s quite extraordinary. Has it triggered a self-protection mechanism?

Facing such an unprecedented situation, Fu Qian suppressed the impulse while thinking to himself.

As a divine hunter, this item called the Melia Flower Ball clearly has a not-so-low ranking.

At the same time, as Yuan Shan said, besides damaging blood and flesh, it also has a unique impact on the concept of divinity, which is relatively abstract.

Even as a person in the Second Phase, I am inevitably affected.

And at this moment, the soft whip tainted with divine blood and flesh is visibly more agitated.

Crack!

It was evident Yuan Shan was trying to slow down the pace as much as possible, but the second whip was still forced to strike quickly, forming a cross with the first hit.

Even with the patterned edges.

It’s well-known that whip punishment doesn’t simply stack effectiveness with quantity; it grows exponentially at certain nodes.

The physical pain is like that, and so is the impact on the will.

"How do you feel? This thing is harder to control than I imagined."

While suppressing the transformative impulse once more, Yuan Shan’s inquiry also came along.

"Continue."

According to the previous description, Chief Yuan lacked operational experience, which was almost certain, and Fu Qian wasn’t surprised by this development.

And for him, this transformative impulse might be special, but it was entirely bearable.

Including the potential exponential growth, he was mentally prepared for it.

Besides these, there’s something else particularly noticeable.

That is, despite the assault, his "divinity" shows no signs of disintegration, stable to an exaggerated degree.

Crack!

And this judgment was further solidified after the third whip fell.

Truly stable, like the legendary Titanic, amidst the storm, only seen shaking, not disintegrating.

...

Because of the Divine Skin?

Given this excessively resilient performance, Fu Qian naturally thought of something.

Choosing the Abandonment King, after donning rotten clothes, gained not only the Power of Calamity but also immunity from distortion—

Unless the influence exceeds the ranking of the Abandonment King, he wouldn’t be passively transformed into a soft-bodied creature like Old Master Logan.

Because of this reason, the core risk of the flower ball isn’t a problem for him?

If it’s true, then few people are more suited than him to use this special tool for Inner Potential development.

Of course, even if there’s no gain, it doesn’t matter, as the saying goes, the process is what’s important.

Without worrying about the outcome, Fu Qian focused all his energy on himself, experiencing the rare feel and firmly suppressing the impulse, setting the goal of completing this tempering in the Second Phase state.

Crack! Crack! Crack...

This determination undoubtedly inspired the executioner, and after taking a deep look at Fu Qian, Yuan Shan no longer asked any questions, fully concentrating on controlling the rhythm.

Amidst the flying flesh and blood, the flower ball in her hand became increasingly uncontainable, and its sharp edges even left marks on bones.

And at a certain moment where she almost couldn’t hold it anymore, with the final strike fiercely falling, Yuan Shan grabbed the whip body with her other hand, letting it struggle there while watching the indescribable body.

With a face completely unrecognizable, in the completely chaotic blood and flesh, something was drilling out little by little—fire.

Golden fire.

Rapidly rising, brilliantly radiant yet barely perceptible in heat.

This exceptionally peculiar power undoubtedly attracted Yuan Shan’s attention.

While marveling that it seemed effective, even she, who had caused it, couldn’t bear to look at the body.

Without causing a disturbance, Yuan Shan focused on the soft whip in the next moment, carefully retracting it bit by bit.

Although it was a test of the will of the developer, there was a moment when even she, the executioner, felt tormented by the bloodthirst effect.

No matter the result, it’s absolutely impossible to do it again.

...

Snap!

With the soft whip fully bundled into a ball again, Yuan Shan also let out a long sigh.

Only then, deeply exhausted, did she have the energy to check on the volunteer.

"Thank you for your hard work."

What greeted her was a warm greeting.

Strangely, there were barely any wounds visible on that body in such a short time.

One reason was certainly the opponent’s incredible recovery ability; moreover, more importantly, the trunk was covered with a seemingly familiar armor.

Meanwhile, the brilliant flame was completely unseen.

"It seems it truly is just a Destroyer."

Yuan Shan didn’t respond immediately; Fu Qian was unconcerned, his gaze landing on the item she held, casually commenting.

"Still only has the shape of that flower."

"Indeed..."

Yuan Shan finally regained her composure, knowing Fu Qian referred to the blood stains on the flower ball.

Even after fifteen minutes of blood and flesh consumption, nothing extra adhered to it.

"How do you feel? I seemed to notice fire seeping from deep within your flesh."

Agreeing with Fu Qian’s viewpoint, Yuan Shan quickly refocused on Inner Potential development.

"Golden fire?"

With Yuan Shan speaking gently, Fu Qian didn’t hold back, instead raised his right hand directly.

And almost at the same time, the eerie golden flame ignited from it.

"That’s right, this is it!"

Yuan Shan’s eyes lit up, asking with a smile.

"Is it a newly acquired ability right at the last moment?"

...

"Yes, it should be the effect of Inner Potential."

"The process was indeed magical; without any signs beforehand, it suddenly appeared with the last strike."

"From the feeling, partial halting probably wouldn’t have achieved any effect."

Fu Qian straightforwardly acknowledged, detailing the process.

"Anyway, thank you for the reward, and congratulations on gaining another successful case."

"Thank you... though, unfortunately, it might not be of much significance."

With the flower ball tightly gripped in her hand, Yuan Shan shook her head, looking puzzled.

"I can’t think of anyone else beside you who would voluntarily undergo this lottery—by the way, what exactly is the effect of your gain? It doesn’t seem like a simple Flame Ability."

"You’re half right."

Fu Qian pulled out "Mercy" and aimed at his other palm.

"This isn’t the usual Flame Ability, but its form is surprisingly simple and monotonous. I’m sure it can’t exist independently; it needs a host. I can’t even throw a fireball; nevertheless, at the same time—"

The next moment, he unhesitatingly pulled the trigger.

As the Extraordinary Bullet crafted by the Night Watchman was hit, it exploded into a ball of gold.

"I seem to be able to attach it to the bullet."

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