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Seeing Yao Wangui and the other two retreat in such a sorry state, the surrounding experts all let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Good thing it didn't break into a fight.
Otherwise, with the chain reaction it would trigger, this place would've erupted into a heaven-shaking battle in no time.
At that point, none of them would even have the chance to calmly enter and attempt to subdue the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame.
After the trio of Yao Wangui left, Yao Lao's tense body finally relaxed, his expression returning to normal. Looking at his two disciples, he seemed like he wanted to say something, but in the end, he only let out a soft, gratified smile.
Those two little brats from back then had now truly grown their wings, strong enough to protect their own master.
"Master, once the matter of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame is dealt with, Senior Brother and I will accompany you to the Yao Clan," Xiao Yan said softly. He couldn't feel at ease letting Yao Lao go back alone.
"Mm, when the time comes, I will bring you both with me." Yao Lao smiled as he nodded.
Just like that, the small episode came to an end.
Everyone's attention shifted once more to the fractured space in the distance. The milky-white radiance pouring out from there had already turned almost liquid, cascading continuously downward.
The desert below had transformed into a lake of milky-white magma. Bubbles rolled and burst, sending thin streams of extreme heat spiraling into the air.
Time passed.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After about three more hours of waiting, the cracked space expanded from several meters wide to several dozen meters.
Faintly, strange explosive sounds could be heard echoing from within. The region of fractured space continued to widen, and when it reached nearly a hundred meters, it finally began to slow to a stop.
Faintly, a milky-white light ring took shape at the center of the rupture.
At the exact instant that light ring formed, every expert present suddenly snapped their eyes open. They could sense it—the temperature of this entire region had soared nearly a hundredfold in an instant.
Wei Yang also opened his slightly closed eyes, saying softly, "The time has come. We should move."
As soon as his voice fell, it was as though a switch had been flipped.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The surrounding void erupted with sharp wind-breaking sounds as one powerful figure after another shot forward like bolts of lightning. In a chorus of howls, they plunged into the milky-white light ring like moths drawn to flame.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan's eyes lit up, blazing with anticipation. Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame. He had finally waited for this day.
"Hehe, everyone, we will be taking the lead."
Not far away, Huo Xuan cupped his hands from a distance toward their group. Then, under the guidance of Elder Huo Yao, his figure flickered and was the first to dive into the milky-white ring, disappearing from sight.
"We should head in as well." Seeing the Ancient Clans rush in one after another, Xiao Yan clenched his hand slightly, unable to hide the eagerness in his voice.
"Everyone, be careful. According to legend, the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame can use human emotions as its catalyst, allowing demonic flame to manifest directly within the body."
"Once demonic flame appears inside you, your organs will be burned from the inside out. Even your soul will be reduced to nothing."
"So after entering that space, no matter what you see or hear, you must keep your mind calm. Do not grieve, do not rejoice. Guard your heart well. Any wave of emotion—joy, anger, sorrow—must be restrained."
"Otherwise, those emotional fluctuations will draw the demonic flame to you."
Gu Xun'er warned, her expression solemn.
"Oh?" Hearing this, Yao Lao and the others couldn't help their slight change of expression.
The Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame was far too mysterious. Even as alchemists, they knew very little about it. But they had not expected that this flame could be triggered by human emotions themselves. Such eerie methods truly lived up to the name "demonic flame."
It even seemed somewhat similar to the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree—both targeted the soul.
"Mm, everyone, be cautious. Let's move." Wei Yang said, then turned to Zi Yan. "You stay outside. Or if you prefer, you can return to Falling Star Pavilion first."
"Oh." Zi Yan pouted, kicking at the empty air beneath her feet as she grumbled, "What kind of stupid rule is this? I'm only a little bit past Five-Star, just a tiny bit, and they still won't let me in."
"That's not 'a tiny bit'. The Ancient Clans would jump at the chance to use that against us. Be good, listen." Wei Yang chuckled as he gently rubbed her head. Then he stuffed several jade bottles into her hands. "Here, a few hundred pills. Try not to finish them too fast."
Only then did Zi Yan look a little happier. She sniffed lightly, clutched the jade bottles tightly to her chest, and nodded with a muffled hum. "Got it. You all be careful."
Wei Yang smiled and didn't say anything more. His figure flickered, turning into a streak of flowing light that shot like lightning into the light ring. Behind him, Xiao Yan and the others followed closely, entering one after another.
Who would survive this venture in the end—no one knew. After all, not a single weakling had entered. Almost everyone here was Ban Sheng or stronger. The moment Wei Yang's body passed through the light ring, his entire skin tightened instinctively.
Passing through was only an instant, and after a brief flash in his vision, the surrounding space had already changed.
"This temperature… is terrifying."
Stepping inside, the first sensation that hit Wei Yang was as if he had been thrown directly into a furnace. His eyes swept rapidly around. He found himself floating in a strange space filled with rolling milky-white flames.
The entire space was saturated with milky-white fire.
Even with his Death Life Flame protecting him, he still felt an oppressive, boiling heat—heat strong enough to make his blood seem to bubble.
"Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame."
Wei Yang narrowed his eyes. With a thought, the faintly illusory black flame covering his body rose and wrapped him fully. Only then did that searing heat—one that felt like it was trying to ignite him from the inside—subside somewhat.
Suspended in midair, he looked at the boundless expanse of milky-white flames and didn't dare recklessly touch them. This was the heart of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame. Being cautious was the only correct choice.
He wasn't nearly strong enough to directly clash with the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame. Not to mention, this entire place radiated an eerie strangeness. It looked calm, but danger lurked everywhere. Caution was the only way forward.
Wei Yang swept his gaze around the area.
Then, touching the air with his toes, his figure shot forward. He needed to find Xiao Yan and Yao Lao first.
Whoosh!
Wei Yang's figure streaked through the sea of fire like a black shooting star, flashing several times before disappearing farther ahead. Even with his strength, the intense heat along the way pricked at his skin like sharp needles—like a mortal standing beneath the scorching summer sun.
In this space, even the air itself no longer existed, evaporated entirely by the heat. A suffocating, barren, indescribably desolate sensation filled the world.
Whoosh!
Wei Yang continued flying forward for nearly ten full minutes, yet he didn't see a single person. The experts who had entered almost at the same time as him were all missing, as if they had vanished into thin air.
His brows furrowed slightly as he continued flying. In these ten minutes, he had no idea how far he'd traveled, yet the sea of fire still stretched endlessly ahead—an ocean without boundaries, as if it would never end.
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