Chapter 457: Executing the Traitor, Yao Lao’s Vengeance Fulfilled!

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Bo Hai Dong's eyes narrowed sharply as he surged forward, meeting the incoming fire dragon head-on. With a sweeping motion of his hands, his ice-element battle technique was unleashed. A cold aura filled the air, quickly forming a shield of solid ice to block the attack.

"Han Feng, your Sea Heart Flame may be powerful, but it's far from enough to defeat me!" Bo Hai Dong said coldly, his gaze unwavering with determination.

Yao Lao wasn't about to stand idly by. His hands moved swiftly, forming seals as the Bone Chilling Flame erupted forth. The icy fire confronted Han Feng's Sea Heart Flame, creating two opposing forces of fire locked in an intense standoff.

"Han Feng, your end has come!" Yao Lao roared, his body moving like lightning as he charged forward. The Bone Chilling Flame surged in his hands, resembling a frigid dragon aiming directly at Han Feng.

Han Feng sneered, madness flashing in his eyes. "Yao Chen, you're nothing more than a fragment of a soul, and yet you dare act so arrogantly before me? Watch as I grind you to dust once again!"

With a wave of his hands, the Sea Heart Flame erupted into a massive wave of fire, surging toward Yao Lao with overwhelming force.

The two powerful flames collided fiercely in midair, sparks flying and radiance bursting forth, shaking the very heavens and earth.

Seeing the clash, Bo Hai Dong swiftly activated another battle technique. His ice-element Dou Qi surged into a frigid current, sweeping toward Han Feng and rapidly freezing the flames.

Han Feng shuddered as a wave of intense cold enveloped him. With a powerful punch, his flames erupted once more, shattering the ice.

The two engaged in a ferocious close-quarters battle, their Dou Qi clashing violently with each strike. Each move was ruthless, and the fight grew increasingly intense.

"Bo Hai Dong, your ice-element techniques may be decent, but they're no match for my Sea Heart Flame!" Han Feng laughed maniacally, his eyes gleaming with insanity.

Bo Hai Dong snorted disdainfully. "Han Feng, your arrogance knows no bounds! Let's see how you handle this!"

The Sea Heart Flame raged furiously around Han Feng as his face twisted into a savage expression. He roared wildly like a beast driven to madness, pushed to the brink.

"I won't lose! I, Han Feng, will never lose!" His voice was filled with both fury and desperation as his body merged seamlessly with the Sea Heart Flame. The raging fire enveloped him entirely, as if determined to annihilate everything in his path.

Yao Lao and Bo Hai Dong observed Han Feng's frenzied attacks with grim expressions, their eyes betraying a hint of concern.

They knew Han Feng had completely lost his sanity, becoming an uncontrollable madman. He had to be subdued quickly before the consequences spiraled out of control.

"Bo Hai Dong, we must join forces to take him down!" Yao Lao said in a resolute tone, his eyes firm with determination.

Bo Hai Dong nodded, his gaze equally unwavering. "Agreed. We need to end this now."

The two coordinated their attacks once more, unleashing a torrent of Dou Qi. The Bone Chilling Flame and ice-element techniques intertwined, creating powerful defenses that countered Han Feng's chaotic onslaught.

Feeling the mounting pressure, Han Feng's expression grew even more frenzied. "No! I can't lose! I must prove my strength!"

In a burst of speed, Han Feng charged at Yao Lao and Bo Hai Dong, his hands morphing into blade-like shapes as he slashed fiercely at them.

The pair deftly dodged his wild attacks, maneuvering with precision to weaken his relentless assault and find an opening to subdue him.

Han Feng's movements were erratic, and his strikes became more ferocious with each passing moment, making it increasingly difficult for Yao Lao and Bo Hai Dong to counter him effectively.

"This man is becoming even more unhinged!" Bo Hai Dong muttered with a furrowed brow, anxiety creeping into his thoughts.

Yao Lao remained composed but equally cautious. He understood all too well that Han Feng's power was not to be underestimated.

After a long and earth-shaking battle, Han Feng was injured once again. The Sea Heart Flame around him gradually dimmed, his body trembling as he struggled to stay upright. He had completely lost his ability to fight.

Yao Lao and Bo Hai Dong seized the opportunity, unleashing their most powerful battle techniques to finally subdue Han Feng in a decisive blow.

Defeated, Han Feng collapsed onto the ground, his body battered and covered in dirt and blood.

Propping himself up with great difficulty, his eyes glimmered with a mix of despair and unrelenting madness.

Looking at Yao Lao, he suddenly burst into crazed laughter, his voice tinged with bitterness and hatred.

"Hahaha! Yao Chen…"

Han Feng's laughter echoed around him, his eyes glistening with tears. "Actually, I remember how kind you were to me back then. How could I ever forget?"

Tears mixed with blood streamed from his bloodshot eyes, dripping to the ground below.

His laughter gradually turned hoarse and painful.

Yao Lao looked at Han Feng before him, and a surge of complicated emotions rose within his heart.

He recalled the first time he had met Han Feng—a young man full of hope and talent, his eyes shining with an endless yearning for the future.

Yao Lao had poured all his energy into him, treating him like his own son and teaching him the art of alchemy, hoping that one day Han Feng would become a master in his field.

But in the end, Han Feng had chosen betrayal, transforming into the cruel demon standing before him now.

"Han Feng, you have disappointed me beyond measure."

Yao Lao's voice was deep and sorrowful, his eyes reflecting a complex mix of emotions. "I once saw you as my son, gave everything to teach you, yet you chose betrayal, chose this irreversible path."

"Chosen? Chosen!" Han Feng laughed manically, his eyes burning with pain and rage. "Yao Lao, you don't understand! You don't know anything! I didn't want to live forever in your shadow. I wanted to prove myself! But... but..."

His voice faltered, his tears flowing freely as his body trembled, as though engaged in a final struggle.

Yao Lao watched him with a twinge of pity in his heart, but he knew Han Feng was beyond saving. This rebellious disciple could not be allowed to live.

Taking a deep breath, Yao Lao fought to suppress his own pain. Slowly, he closed his eyes, and the Bone Chilling Flame in his hands began to burn fiercely, radiating a chilling aura.

"Han Feng, today, as your master, Yao Chen, I will clean up the mess you've made."

Yao Lao's voice was low and resolute as he waved his hand. The Bone Chilling Flame transformed into a brilliant white light, hurtling toward Han Feng.

Han Feng's eyes flashed with both despair and madness as he stared at the oncoming white light.

His body was instantly engulfed by the Bone Chilling Flame, the flames searing his skin and bringing unbearable agony.

His laughter turned into a hoarse, mournful sound, eventually giving way to agonized groans.

"Yao Chen… Master…" Han Feng's voice grew weaker as it was swallowed by the flames. His body was reduced to ash, disintegrating into the air.

Yao Lao kept his eyes closed, enduring the pain in his heart. He felt as if his very soul was being torn apart, but he understood that this was necessary.

Han Feng's betrayal and his crimes could only be repaid with his life.

(End)