Infinite Fire Record

Chapter 1: Devouring Great Emperor

Atop an endless mountain peak, two figures stood face to face.

One was a man with blood-red hair and a murderous expression. His eyes burned with flames, exuding a ferocious aura as he glared at the man before him.

The other had silver-colored hair, his face cold, and his gaze filled with killing intent.

A faint smirk curled the silver-haired man’s lips. “Yan Di, this time, you will surely die.”

The blood-haired man—none other than the Yan Emperor—glanced at his opponent with disdain. “Ice Emperor, are you certain you can kill me?”

“Heh.” The Ice Emperor chuckled. “Do you have any last words? Today, all your abilities have been sealed by drugs. Your fire-type powers are useless. Without them, do you think you still stand a chance against me? We have battled for years, but fire always succumbs to ice. Today will be the final chapter of our feud.”

As his words fell, the air grew chillingly cold. A silver light flickered.

In an instant, an ice sword appeared in the Ice Emperor’s right hand—its blade already stained red with blood. With a swift motion, the sword pierced through Yan Di’s chest.

“Yan Di—no, Yutian.” The Ice Emperor’s voice was indifferent. “Since the day you awakened your psychic ability, you have stood at the pinnacle, a genius among psychics. Yet today, you die by my hands.”

Yan Di, also known as Yutian, coughed, a hint of a smile tugging at his lips. With his fading strength, he gripped the Ice Emperor’s wrist and sneered.

“Heh… Fire-type ability? Fire-type ability? Interesting… truly interesting.”

The Ice Emperor frowned. “What are you—”

“You are mistaken—gravely mistaken,” Yutian interrupted. “My name is Yutian. I am called the Yan Emperor, but that title never truly suited me. My real name should be… the Devouring Emperor.”

His eyes gleamed with an eerie light. “My true ability is not fire—it is Devouring. When I first awakened, I consumed a fire-type ability wielder, and from then on, I kept devouring more. I have slain nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine fire-type users, absorbing their powers to become the so-called Yan Emperor. But now…” His lips curled into a sinister grin. “I will become the Ice Emperor.”

The Ice Emperor’s cold composure finally shattered. A look of horror flashed across his face.

“Impossible!” He roared. “Get out of my body! Get out! My power… my power—!”

“There is no escape.” Yutian’s laughter echoed. “My Devouring ability surpasses even the highest-tier elemental abilities. Your ice powers belong to me now!”

A crack ran through the Ice Emperor’s expression before he let out a crazed laugh. “If I am to die, I will take you with me! Let us see what happens when opposing elements collide within your body!”

Without hesitation, he retrieved a syringe and stabbed it into Yutian’s arm.

Yutian’s eyes widened. “Bastard—stop! That’s… the antidote!”

As the liquid surged through his veins, his fire and ice powers clashed violently within him.

At that moment—

BOOM!

A deafening explosion shook the heavens. Yutian’s body disintegrated into ashes.

Yet, amidst the devastation, a soul emerged—half red, half white, with a single black dot on its brow.

The soul radiated murderous intent. “Ice Emperor… you perished with me. But you underestimate me! I have devoured a spirit-based ability user—I can survive in my soul state! When I return, I will make you regret this!”

However, before he could act, a black rift tore through space.

A powerful force pulled Yutian’s soul toward the endless void.

His expression twisted in shock. “A spatial rift? Impossible!”

The rift devoured him whole, dragging him into the unknown depths of the void.

No one knew what lay beyond.

As consciousness faded, a distant voice echoed—

“Bone Spirit Cold Flame… I have finally found it… Haha!”