Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1959 - 1948: Physical Vaporization

"How can this be happening?"Ever since it emerged from the sea of flames, it has remained in a calm state.

At this moment, Ning Fan's expression tightened, his face grim enough to drip water.

He realized he had made a monumental mistake—he shouldn't have used Divine Power.

How could the Dragon Flame ejected by the nine Ancestral Dragon Gods not contain Divine Power?

The Divine Power within Ning Fan stimulated the sea of fire, causing this mutation.

Not only did the Divine Power fail to help, it added fuel to the fire.

"I didn't expect to save the Black Dragon's life by sheer accident."

Ning Fan's smile was more of a grimace.

The Divine Power from the Sun God was like a vortex, continually drawing in the sea of flames from the surrounding area.

And the sea of flames, like a receding tide, slowly rolled back into the vortex.

The Black Dragon, ten meters away from Ning Fan, has already moved away from the sea of fire.

Yet despite this, Ning Fan concluded the Black Dragon wouldn't survive.

Even if he died, and his Spiritual Imprint vanished, rendering the Forbidden Spell ineffective, the conclusion would remain the same.

Because at this moment, the Black Dragon has already turned into a basketball-sized mass of brown mixture,

a large amount of flesh and bone melted away; surviving such injuries would be beyond belief.

"It might already be dead."

Ning Fan no longer focused on the Black Dragon, hoping to control the Divine Power.

Yet, much like "saving" the Black Dragon, the Divine Power seemed like a wild horse, completely beyond Ning Fan's control.

At this moment, Ning Fan even suspected that what was flowing through his veins wasn't blood, but Divine Power.

This stream of Divine Power had now swelled to fill every organ in Ning Fan's body.

Just then, perhaps it was an illusion, Ning Fan seemed to hear a crisp sound, and instinctively looked up at the Golden Core above.

That glance almost scared Ning Fan out of his wits as a tiny crack appeared on the Golden Core.

"It actually burned and cracked the Golden Core."

It was something Ning Fan had never imagined before, and then he discovered more astonishing things.

He noticed that on the surface of the Golden Core, the chain like a tattoo had disappeared.

This chain was the Banishment Core Seal planted by the Heaven-Slaying Divine General.

Ning Fan let out a bitter laugh, "Is this considered a little comfort before dying?"

Now that the chain had vanished, the Restrictions naturally ceased to exist.

At this moment, another crackling sound was heard.

This time Ning Fan "heard" it clearly, the echo lingering in his mind.

"The Golden Core has broken!"

A flash of horror crossed Ning Fan's eyes as he quickly looked upward, only to see the Golden Core splitting into two halves.

At the moment the Golden Core shattered, the pale purple pillar of light disappeared, and Ning Fan, losing his barrier, was immediately engulfed by the sea of flames.

Even with the reinforcement of Divine Power and Spiritual Energy, in terms of bodily strength, Ning Fan is much weaker than the Black Dragon.

In this fiery ocean, even the Black Dragon wouldn't last long, let alone Ning Fan.

In the next second of being surrounded by flames, Ning Fan was instantly vaporized by the high temperature.

Not all flaws are shortcomings; sometimes, flaws can turn into advantages.

For instance, Ning Fan's fragile body is a flaw.

But at this moment, that flaw turned into an advantage.

The fragile body couldn't last even a second, causing Ning Fan to be vaporized without feeling a trace of pain.

While the Black Dragon with amazing body strength, experienced the opposite, dying amidst relentless shrieks.

"What kind of flame is this, why is there no pain while burning?"

Just after speaking, Ning Fan realized something was amiss.

Looking at his golden arm, Ning Fan initially thought it was in the Divine General state, but upon closer inspection, found himself out of body, transforming into a Soul Body.

"Where's my flesh body?"

Surveying the sea of fire, Ning Fan didn't find a trace of his physical body.

The vaporization speed was too rapid, not only sparing Ning Fan from pain, but also leaving him unaware of when his flesh body disappeared.

"If I continue living as a Soul Body, perhaps I could change to cultivate as a Spiritual Immortal."

Soon, Ning Fan realized he was overthinking.

If it were just about destroying the flesh, then the Demon Dragon Refining Kill Formation wouldn't deserve its Forbidden Spell status.

The attack direction of the Forbidden Spell relies on the lock of the Spiritual Imprint.

If the Spiritual Imprint doesn't disappear, the Forbidden Spell will never cease.

At this moment, the Spiritual Imprint rests on Ning Fan's Soul Body.

Still pondering whether the Forbidden Spell would disappear with the physical body, Ning Fan found the flames rushing toward him.

In that instant, Ning Fan truly felt the torture the Black Dragon endured, possibly even worse.

Burning, freezing, pricking, electric shocks, dissolving...

These element-laden attacks played out like torture, either in turn or simultaneously applied.

Sour, numb, swell, ache, pain, itch... these multiple symptoms melded together, driving Ning Fan to despair.

It seemed as if countless hands were tugging at his Soul Body, their strength threatening to tear it apart.

This extreme pain had numbed Ning Fan's spirit, his consciousness starting to blur.

Gradually, Ning Fan ceased to perceive the pain, as if returning to the warmest womb, where there was a special comfort and ease.

This comfort, so tranquil it made one want to sleep.

"Sleep. Awaken and you can go home."

Ning Fan had forgotten everything here, with only one gate before him—the gate of Zhonghai Villa.

Not needing to take a step, just a gentle push.

This half-open door would open, and Ning Fan could see the woman he loved most, could return to his past life.

"Ruolan, I am coming."

Ning Fan's eyes blurred as he slowly reached out his hand.

As his hand moved slowly, the fingertips touched the door, and in just a flick, the door leading home would be opened.

At this moment, Ning Fan's fingertip began to burn, the flame from his fingertip dancing onto the door.

The door began to burn, followed by the entire villa, until heaven and earth turned to a sea of flames, the fierce pain of the fire finally bringing Ning Fan back to his senses.

"What a terrifying illusion."

Ning Fan breathed a sigh of relief, relieved that his State of Mind had been tempered to the Great Perfection Realm, otherwise his consciousness might have already vanished.

Returning to reality, that extreme pain descended upon Ning Fan once more.

"I can't die here. I want to return alive."

Ning Fan no longer resisted the pain, but began to embrace this extreme agony.

Burning in the fierce fire, tempering his will, keeping his consciousness from scattering.

A strong figure who can command the winds and rains does not necessarily mean his soul is equally strong.

A person with a weak character cannot indicate his soul is equally weak.

This is the wonder of consciousness, or rather the soul.

The soul is a forbidden zone even the Divine Spirits cannot grasp.

Ning Fan didn't know how long he could endure, he only needed to remember one point.

Even if subjected to blazing fire for eternal life, he wouldn't yield.