As they watched, Ji Jiuying used her spiritual energy to guide the blood Xue Ling'er had vomited onto the throne. A series of faint booming sounds came from beneath the throne. Just as cracks appeared on the throne, the group exchanged glances and simultaneously gathered their spiritual energy to strike the throne.

Boom boom boom—

The throne instantly crumbled to dust, and a hole appeared where the throne had been. A pungent smell of blood assaulted the group. Ji Jiuying took out an improved version of N95 masks from her spatial storage and placed them in each person's hands.

Seeing Ji Jiuying put it on, the others, though they didn't know what it was, knew that Ji Jiuying wouldn't give them these things for no reason, so they all followed suit and put it on as well.

"What's this?"

Only Feng Che was still holding the mask and looking at it repeatedly, asking in confusion.

"Second Uncle, this is a mask. It can block out the smell of blood outside," Ji Jiuying explained.

"Face mask?"

"Really, I can't smell that nauseating blood anymore," Qingling said in surprise.

After putting on the mask, Feng Che exclaimed how impressive it was.

"I'll go in first and scout ahead!" Yingyue said before jumping down.

A moment later, Yingyue's voice came from below, "You can come down now!"

Several people jumped down.

After they all jumped down, a child appeared in the previously deserted palace.

The cave was only big enough for one person to walk through. Each person had a luminous pearl. After walking for a while, the group stopped and were shocked by the scene before them: human limbs were everywhere, and there was a pool of blood in the middle.

vomit--

She had never seen such a scene before. Qingling felt nauseous, and Gu Qingfeng was no better off, her face pale.

Ji Jiuying didn't think much of it; her attention was focused on her surroundings, wondering where the blood-sucking monster was.

Glug glug—

Just as the group was wondering what was going on, the blood in the pool suddenly began to churn.

A blackish-red flame erupted from the blood pool and attacked the group, but it only circled around them once before... like a puppy seeing a stranger.

Finally, it stopped not far from Ji Jiuying.

However, the Nine Heavens Profound Fire within Ji Jiuying's body was restless in her spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, and Ji Jiuying, unaware of the reason, pulled out the evil fire.

"This is ghost fire from the underworld!"

"Netherworld ghost fire?"

"The Netherworld Fire, also known as Hellfire, is produced in extremely yin places, but this place does not fit at all. It must be that the demon and the demon reached some kind of consensus and are nourishing it with blood."

This Netherworld Ghost Fire was originally one of the top ten divine fires, but due to its immense power and cruelty—simply because it preferred to devour the blood of wicked people and evil spirits—it was removed from the divine fire ranking tens of thousands of years ago.

"As for why the Heavenly Fire reacted so strongly, it's because their magnetic fields are different; they are inherently antagonistic fires," the Evil Fire explained.

Upon hearing this, Ji Jiuying thought, "He likes to devour the blood and spirits of evil people? Doesn't that mean he can judge the good and evil of a soul?"

"What the hell is that?" Gu Qingfeng asked, looking at the group.

Feng Che and Ying Yue shook their heads, knowing only that it was fire but not what kind of fire it was, "It should be some kind of fire!"

The group felt that the fire's aura was bloodthirsty and sinister, like a judge from hell scrutinizing them.

"Xiao Jiu, do you know?" Feng Che looked at Ji Jiuying, who was petting a bear.

"This is a ghost fire, which specifically feeds on the blood of evil people and evil spirits," Ji Jiuying said, throwing the evil fire into her spatial dimension.

Evil Fire: When I don't need this stinky woman, I just throw her aside! If she ever pays any attention to her again, she's a dog!

Feng Che and Ying Yue raised their eyebrows. So this was the legendary Netherworld Ghost Fire! But how did it end up here?

Ye Qingchen and the others had never heard of this kind of fire before.

Gu Qingfeng was immediately disappointed upon hearing this. How could such an evil fire be used to cultivate elixirs?

"You all step back a little," Ji Jiuying said.

"Xiao Jiu, you want to subdue this Netherworld Ghost Fire?" Feng Che exclaimed. Such an evil fire is very difficult to subdue, and it is too evil for cultivators. If the person who subdues it does not have a strong enough soul and will, he may be devoured by it and become bloodthirsty and murderous.

"Yes, Second Uncle, I can do it!" Ji Jiuying said seriously. Of course, she knew the advantages and disadvantages of the Netherworld Ghost Fire. She had also cultivated soul techniques, so her soul was several times stronger than that of ordinary people. The Netherworld Ghost Fire was a good helper for her, so how could she let it go?

Upon hearing this, the group had no choice but to take a few steps back.

Ji Jiuying condensed the Nine Heavens Mystic Fire in her palm.

Gu Qingfeng felt as if he had grasped a lifeline. So she had divine fire! He hadn't misjudged her after all. As for why Ji Jiuying had kept it from him at first, he could understand. After all, it was divine fire, and if it got out, it would definitely cause the world to fight over it, which would lead to chaos.

The moment the Nine Heavens Mystic Fire appeared, the previously quiet Netherworld Ghost Fire instantly erupted in fury.

Whoosh—

A red and a black flame intertwined in the air, each trying to devour the other.

Ji Jiuying didn't sit still either. She immediately released her mental energy, using it to envelop the Netherworld Ghost Fire over a wide area.

The young girl possessed an elegant and graceful demeanor, her gaze calm and composed. Feng Che looked at her stunningly beautiful face, her appearance captivating, and her decisive and ruthless nature. What could have turned a fourteen-year-old girl like this? Feng Che felt more heartache than anything else.

Ji Jiuying was completely focused, watching the Nine Heavens Profound Fire and the Netherworld Ghost Fire fight to the death in front of her, their scalding breaths hitting her face, but Ji Jiuying didn't even blink.

When the time was right, she brought her hands together and slowly tightened her mental energy. The blood-red light reflected on her small face, making her look bewitchingly beautiful.

Sensing something, the ghostly fire suddenly rammed into the invisible net of spiritual energy, like an approaching storm. Ji Jiuying frowned slightly, closed her eyes, and continued to release more spiritual energy.

Feng Che and the others were so shocked that their mouths could fit two eggs; this mental power was simply too strong!

Just as everyone was shocked, Ji Jiuying's body trembled slightly, her spirit was exhausted, and she gradually withered away.

Everyone's hearts jumped into their throats. If they were not careful now, they would surely suffer a backlash. They looked at Ji Jiuying with worried eyes.

Ji Jiuying endured the excruciating pain in her mind, hardened her heart, and suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils gleaming with determination and coldness.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Ji Jiuying was somewhat unsteady on her feet. The Netherworld Ghost Fire was no longer irritable, but excited, wanting to get close to Ji Jiuying and devour her.

Ji Jiuying stared wide-eyed at the Netherworld Ghost Fire that kept trying to get closer to her. At the critical moment, Ji Jiuying screamed, as if she had exhausted all her spiritual power, and simultaneously plunged the Nine Heavens Profound Fire and the Netherworld Ghost Fire into her spiritual sea.

The red and black flames enveloped Ji Jiuying's entire body, but they couldn't burn her in the slightest.

Everyone's hearts sank, and Feng Che exclaimed, "No!"