# 🌌 Fallen Heaven: Rise of Faizi Tian
**Episode 30 – The Whisper of Black Flames**
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### 📜 Recap of Episode 29:
The seal battle raged at the sect's eastern defense line. Faizi Tian fought valiantly alongside Elder Yao and Elder Ren, repelling wave after wave of Abyss beasts. Elder Ren's dual flames earned him the trust of many disciples, but beneath the surface, he secretly planted a serpent of black fire into the seal's foundation. As the last demon fell, a tiny fragment of the seal vanished — carried far away to his true master, the Abyss Flame Monarch.
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## **Episode 30 – The Whisper of Black Flames**
Night had fallen over the sect. The battlefield's fires had been doused, leaving only smoke curling into the moonlit sky. Inside the Hall of Fallen Flames, Faizi Tian sat in meditation, drawing in the essence of his Fallen Heaven Flame to stabilize his strength after the battle.
Outside, Elder Ren Zhaotian walked the silent corridors, the echo of his boots muffled by the soft crackle of torchlight. He appeared as a vigilant protector, making rounds to check for breaches — but each turn of his steps was deliberate, guiding him toward the unguarded edge of the sect's rear mountains.
There, in the shadow of a jagged cliff, the air shimmered unnaturally. Ren lifted his hand, and the twin flames in his palm split apart — golden fire fading, leaving only the abyssal black. It burned cold, distorting the space before him until a swirling portal of dark flame emerged.
He stepped inside without hesitation.
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**Abyss Realm — Throne of Eternal Cinders**
A vast chamber stretched into darkness, its walls alive with rivers of molten shadow-fire. Upon a throne of burning obsidian sat the **Abyss Flame Monarch**, his horned crown glowing faintly crimson. His voice rumbled like molten rock cracking open.
> "Ren Zhaotian… you return sooner than expected."
Ren knelt, lowering his head.
> "The seal's defenses are strong, my lord… but not unbreakable. I have taken a fragment of its core. With it, we can disrupt the balance when you strike."
A deep, guttural laugh rolled through the chamber.
> "Excellent. And the boy?"
Ren hesitated for a fraction of a second — the image of Faizi Tian's burning golden aura flashing in his mind.
> "He grows stronger. Too strong. His flame is unlike any I have seen… perhaps even dangerous to you, my lord."
The Monarch's eyes narrowed, two coals of infinite malice.
> "Then we shall extinguish him before he reaches his peak. Continue your role as their savior. When the time comes… you will strike where it hurts most."
From the shadows, tendrils of black fire rose, wrapping around Ren's arm, searing a new mark into his flesh — a twisted serpent devouring a sun. The mark pulsed, linking his heartbeat to the Monarch's will.
> "You are my hand in the mortal realm, Zhaotian. Fail me, and your soul will burn in the Abyss forever."
Ren bowed deeper.
> "I will not fail."
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The next moment, Ren emerged back into the cold night of the sect's mountains. The black mark on his arm faded beneath his robes. He turned toward the sect's glowing halls, his face once more calm, almost serene.
Somewhere in the distance, Faizi Tian opened his eyes from meditation, a sudden chill running down his spine.
> "Strange… why does it feel like the flames are whispering against me?"
The night wind carried no answer — only the quiet hiss of embers dying in the dark.
And with that, our episode ends, the shadows in the sect growing deeper than anyone realizes.