Fire erupted from the ground.
Just as the legend describes, the divine phoenix fell into the White Lotus Kingdom. Fiery flames erupted from the earth, engulfing the entire Sun Moon Lake.
From existence to non-existence, without any warning.
In the blink of an eye, flames erupted from the ground, engulfing everyone above Sun Moon Lake.
Some people escaped, their bodies badly burned, and they screamed and rolled on the ground.
Others fared even worse; they didn't even escape before being quickly melted by the flames within them.
Shang Yanting was at the heart of the flames!
The temperature here is the highest; the weapons have completely melted.
He released his spiritual energy to create a shield, which then dissipated at an extremely rapid pace. As for the other seven, three were melted by the flames before they could react, while the remaining four could not withstand such a drain on their spiritual energy and quickly fled.
The longsword in his hand was useless.
Upon closer inspection of the flames, its core is found within the largest crack in the ground.
The intense red flames enveloped the black core of the fire, and the heat intensified with each step closer.
This is……
The six divine fires left behind when the divine phoenix was reborn from the ashes!
The Six Rabbit Divine Fire is a fire of innate spiritual power, a fire of rebirth, and a fire of forging. This also explains why there are so many magical treasures of the metal grade or higher around.
What are these magical treasures compared to that?
The Six Rabbit Divine Fire is the real treasure.
Shang Yanting approached the core of the divine fire, his gaze fixed on the fist-sized core.
At this moment, he was already within ten meters of the fire core.
The temperature inside was rising higher and higher, and in order to maintain the shield, spiritual energy was flowing out like a dam bursting.
Within five meters
The surrounding temperature was so high that it felt as if spiritual energy was boiling.
His clothes had already come off naturally, and sweat streamed down his body like water. Shang Yanting's pupils turned into deep, dark vertical pupils, and dragon scales began to emerge behind his ears, eventually covering his entire body as a final safeguard.
The last two steps!
Without hesitation, he reached out his hand toward the black flame in front of him.
Boom—!
Rumble—!
Countless thunderclaps resounded, and the aurora in the sky began to change eerily, as if indicating that something unusual was happening inside.
Whoosh—
The flames began to spread in all directions, with tongues of fire sweeping towards the cultivators who had just escaped death on the outer perimeter.
Everyone was fleeing outwards, but Jia Xitong was running inwards. Then a large, broad hand scooped her up, wrapped her in thick clothing, and she rejoined the fleeing crowd.
"Shang Yanting is still inside!"
Jia Xitong popped out of her clothes and shouted at Niu Chuanchuan.
"No, it's too dangerous inside."
Niu Chuanchuan, his back hunched, with Qu Changxi tucked under his left arm, said, "Going in now would be suicide. Brother Yan told me to protect you!"
Jia Xitong regretted using the Four Symbols Void Talisman earlier. She had no reserve spiritual power left and couldn't even break free from a bull.
boom--
A third wave of explosions swept towards them.
Niu Chuanchuan shielded himself with his body, and there was a smell of burnt barbecue coming from behind him.
Inside the flames, Shang Yanting grasped the embers.
His arm quickly caught fire, which soon spread to his entire body.
Golden-red dragon blood dripped from his palm, splashing onto the flames, causing them to grow larger and larger.
A voice in his head urged him to continue.
Shang Yanting's hand had turned into deep white bone, yet he still firmly grasped the spark of fire. The spark of fire, like a vampire, continuously absorbed the blood flowing from his body.
The flames, which had been completely black, gradually turned red.
First it was just a little bit, then more and more, until finally the flame turned completely golden-red.
Immediately afterwards, the fire seed moved upwards along Shang Yanting's hand bones, burrowing into his flesh and meridians, rapidly circulating within his body. As the fire seed drained the last bit of his spiritual energy, Shang Yanting finally succumbed to his weakness and fainted.
Boom—!
The final aftershocks of the fire spread in all directions, directly shearing off a quarter of the valley.
It was extinguished abruptly after the explosion.
Then came a torrential downpour.
The ground was littered with charred corpses, and most of the survivors had suffered severe burns.
Besides the corpses, there were also weapons scattered all over the ground.
However, all of these weapons were destroyed in the flames, some even unrecognizable, turning into nothing more than scrap metal.
"Uncle!"
Qu Tingting held Qu Changxi in her arms and let out a heart-wrenching cry.
At the time, Shang Yanting had Niu Chuanchuan lead them to a safe place to hide, and they were far enough away when the explosion occurred. The three of them were lucky to only suffer a few burns.
"My uncle needs immediate medical attention!"
Qu Tingting looked at Niu Chuanchuan.
"Brother Yan has disappeared. I need to go find Brother Yan."
Niu Chuanchuan replied, "You go back by yourself. Xitong and I will stay here."
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the inn we met before."
Qu Tingting dragged Qu Changxi away.
Niu Chuanchuan quickly bandaged his wound and was about to carry the bucket down to look for the person when he suddenly realized that the raccoon was gone.
"Oh no!"
Niu Chuanchuan's heart sank.
Brother Yan's fate is unknown, and he's also lost the bucket!
Jia Xitong didn't get lost; she's currently sprinting down the mountain at top speed.
The parched, cracked ground was even more horrific than what was seen on the mountain. Even with the torrential rain, white smoke still rose from the charred corpses, and the smell of human flesh permeated the surroundings.
Tandi is not only home to Jia Xitong.
Some survivors also rushed down; some were looking for their companions, while others were rummaging through the corpses trying to find anything they could.
Bai Xiangguo is plagued by drought year-round.
This time, it started pouring rain and didn't stop.
The dry pool gradually turned muddy, and Jia Xitong's fur became matted with mud, thick and heavy. She was now lying on the ground, disguised as a lump of mud, and probably hard to spot.
However, as time went by and the heavy rain continued, fewer and fewer people remained in the area.
Until late at night
It was pitch black all around.
In the pitch-black darkness, Jia Xitong took out a talisman. However, talismans are made of paper and are always most vulnerable to water. Each time she took one out, rain soaked it, rendering it unusable.
I regret not prying up a couple of pieces of ore at the inn.
Her spiritual power has not yet recovered.
Exhausted and sleepy, Jia Xitong lay on the ground and looked around at the spirit stones in order to restore her spiritual power and cultivate.
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself floating in the water.
She quickly shook off the sticky, heavy mud from her body and dog-paddled her way to the surface. The rain was still falling outside, and the water in Sun Moon Lake was rising too quickly, already three or four meters high.
At this moment, Jia Xitong's spiritual power had recovered to 30-40%.
She opened her eyes to the still-dark sky and then plunged into the water.
Driven by spiritual power, the small wings on her back fluttered, illuminating the area around her.
Some corpses floated in the water, their already gruesome wounds appearing even more gruesome as they swelled in the water. She forced herself to overcome her discomfort with these corpses and carefully examined them one by one.
Spiderweb-like cracks line the bottom of the pool, and the deep hole in the center appears dark and deep from the outside...
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