Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

What should I do?

How can I beat the wickerman?

"—Ignite the fire, in this long, dark night, I will be the dawn—"

Zhang Yang invoked the power of the Word.

Those words contain power, those words possess majesty, those words possess substance!

Wow!

In the dantian, a flame of the heart ignites!

When the Crimson Emperor's fire is ignited, all other fires must submit.

Zhang Yang stomped his feet, and the surrounding flames immediately submitted, turning into fiery clouds that lifted him up.

The flames in his dantian surged along his meridians to his right arm.

Then—he threw a punch upwards!

"Inch Force - Heaven-Opening!"

All the power, true energy, blood, will, and aura in his body... were condensed into a single point, and then released in an instant. (Cang)

It's like compressing an entire mountain into the size of a fist and then detonating it. (Spirit)

Boom!!

The force of the punch shot skyward, instantly shattering all the intertwined branches.

Countless twig fragments scattered and flew everywhere, and flames spread across the entire grassland.

The twenty-meter-tall fire giant was completely shattered into pieces by Zhang Yang's single punch.

Zhang Yang stood amidst the rubble, his clothes undamaged, his body covered by a faint layer of flames.

The goddess's phantom voice turned solemn: "The power of the fire god, it seems that fire has no effect on you. So what then? Those who reach the Land of Evergreen, do not fall to the ground!"

call--

In the sky, the magic circle began to spin again.

A tornado descended from the sky, connecting heaven and earth, spinning at high speed and emitting a deafening roar.

Within the tornado, Zhang Yang saw countless figures.

No, it's not a human figure.

It is the soul.

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The faces of the spirits were twisted and grotesque, and they swirled in groups within the tornado, emitting sharp howls.

Souls of the masses.

In Celtic mythology, the restless souls of the dead fly through the air in swarms like hurricanes, attacking and carrying away the living.

"Let's see if the flames of the god-slayer can overcome the wrath of these dead—"

boom!

The tornado swept towards Zhang Yang, and thousands of souls howled in the wind, reaching out pale hands, trying to grab him and drag him into death.

Zhang Yang stabilized his center of gravity, spread his feet apart, and made a pushing motion with his hands.

The flame in his dantian suddenly contracted, and then exploded into a crimson dragon seal.

That was a single word—

"hit".

Zhang Yang thrust out with both palms.

boom!!!

A burst of fiery energy exploded from his palms, transforming into a fireball that rolled toward the tornado. As it rolled, it drew in all the surrounding spiritual energy, growing larger and larger like a snowball.

The tornado collided with the fiery energy.

"Ya ya ya ya ya—!"

In an instant, countless souls let out mournful screams, turning into nothingness as easily as paper in the face of flames.

Boom—

The tornado exploded completely, and golden sparks and black fragments of souls mingled together, scattering across the grassland like a rain of flowers.

Zhang Yang stood still, his palms still in the pushing-out position.

"Very well... I will give you a good welcome in the Land of Evergreen, you newborn demon king!"

The goddess's voice disappeared.

The phantom then vanished.

On the grassland, the flames were still burning, having ignited the entire grassland and turned it into a sea of ​​fire.

The heat wave hit Zhang Yang's face, and his dantian was burning with intense heat.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Eternal Flame Seal Illuminates the World

On the grassland, the flames are still burning.

Waves of heat rippled through the air, turning it into a blurry mess.

The grass had long since turned to ashes, the soil was scorched red, and the entire field had become a burning inferno.

Zhang Yang stood in the middle of the sea of ​​fire, closing his eyes.

Within his dantian, the crimson dragon inscription floated silently.

The character “击”.

The flame in my heart is burning, like an ever-burning furnace.

He calmed himself down and felt that power.

The Yellow Court is the cauldron, the Qi Cavity is the furnace, and the essence, qi, and spirit are the medicine.

The inner flame in the dantian constantly refines the true qi within the body, much like repeatedly forging a piece of pig iron in a furnace to remove impurities and retain its essence.

Each pulse of the heart flame burns away the impurities in the true energy, leaving behind a wisp of incomparably pure fire energy.

The fiery energy coursed through the meridians, scalding and intense, coating the meridians with a crimson hue wherever it passed.

Zhang Yang opened his eyes.

"Give it a try..."

He drew a wisp of the inner flame from his dantian, channeled it along his meridians to his fist, and threw a punch!

boom!

On the surface of the fist, a crimson dragon seal exploded—

The character “气”!

As soon as the fire seal appeared, the surrounding air was immediately ignited.

Whoops!

A burst of hot air exploded on the fist, forming a spherical area several meters in diameter. The air expanded violently under the high temperature, producing a muffled popping sound.

Zhang Yang withdrew his fist and looked at his hand.

"I see……"

The principle behind this power is quite simple.

It involves using the inner flame in the dantian as a flint to ignite the target by striking it.

Your own body is that flint.

A punch or a kick will release a fiery aura upon contact, igniting anything it touches.

In his perception, the whole world had turned into hay.

Earth, air, trees, water... everything can be ignited as fuel.

And he was the flint that was struck.

The easiest thing to ignite is the curse power within the body.

The power of the spell itself is energy; the Heart Flame ignites upon contact, directly transforming into fiery energy.

Just now, the fire seal script of the character "气" (qi) could directly ignite the atmosphere, creating a burst of high-temperature air.

However, this tactic has a drawback, and contact must be made.

Fists, feet, any part of the body will do, but it must touch the thing you want to ignite. Alternatively, it seems that transmitting the fire through a weapon is also possible.

but.

It cannot be ignited from a distance, nor can it burn out of thin air.

"This power needs a name..."

Zhang Yang stood there, pondered for a while, thought of the incantation he had chanted, and then thought of a name.

"The eternal flame-like seal illuminates the world."

it is good.

Ok, deal.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath and looked around.

The fire is still spreading, and the entire grassland is burning.

He has to go.

Go to the land of evergreens, to find Elsa.

The question is, how do we get there?

The Fairy Realm is not an ordinary world. As long as you sketch the shape of your destination in your mind and take a step, you can "jump" directly there.

Using beliefs as coordinates, we can directly bridge the distance.

But the problem is—

He didn't know where the land of evergreens was.

If we don't even know which direction it's in, how can we imagine it?

Zhang Yang scratched his head.

Then, he remembered what the goddess had said: the reason he had fallen to the place he had fallen to before, the reason he had coincidentally encountered the dwarf he had a grudge against, and the reason the goddess had coincidentally heard the dwarf's prayer and descended in person...

It's all because of Elsa's power.

According to Aisha herself, she obtained the power from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva by chance out of desperation.

"No wonder she asked how he obtained his powers. In short, she changed the subject and killed the Bodhisattva out of desperation." Zhang Yang thought to himself, thinking that Aisha was also a divine being.

However, we still have to save them.

According to Aisha, her power can manipulate luck, and it only takes effect when the god-killer swears to do good deeds and prays to complete them. It will grant the god-killer good fortune and bring misfortune to those who stand in his way.

Elsa is probably trapped and facing a crisis right now.

What better way to be rescued than a god-slayer rushing to the rescue?

Zhang Yang closed his eyes, no longer thinking about what the Evergreen Kingdom looked like, only about Aisha.

Swish!

The surrounding scenery changed.

The sea of ​​fire on the grassland disappeared, and what appeared before him was a verdant valley.

"Not here."

Zhang Yang didn't linger, and once again casually imagined a place.

Swish!