Setting fire to that swamp was, for Song Mengmeng, merely a subconscious reaction after encountering evil spirits.
Because from beginning to end, no evil spirit can escape the tempering and burning of the Pixiu clan's symbiotic spiritual fire. Almost every time the fire is lit, no matter how powerful or formidable the evil spirit is, it will instantly be exposed.
What Song Mengmeng didn't expect was that her subconscious reaction would lead to a nightmare for her ears.
Yes, it really was a nightmare!
The terrifying thing about the Pixiu's spiritual fire is that it is somewhat similar to the Samadhi Fire that many people are familiar with, and ordinary water or the like cannot extinguish it at all!
When encountering evil spirits, the stronger the evil spirit, the more the fire will react like gasoline to a flame, rushing in both directions.
The swamp originally intended to remain ordinary, but the moment the Pixiu's spiritual fire approached, it seemed to sense an impending doom and instinctively tried to leap up and flee for its life.
However, at the same time that Song Mengmeng released the spiritual fire, the Yama Emperor had already set up a tight barrier. With his strength, those who were now controlled inside would be unable to escape unless he was willing. Even if the Heavenly Dao himself came, he could only be held inside and allowed the spiritual fire to burn recklessly.
The evil spirit's dying screams were so piercing that even the word "screaming" couldn't begin to describe them. In the end, Hu Da couldn't bear it any longer and activated a barrier to shield it, which made things much better.
In the black swamp, several dark figures, enveloped by spirit fire, struggled to escape, but were trapped by the barrier and could only wail as they turned to ashes.
At first, only a few dark shadows darted out of the black swamp trying to escape. But as the swamp was gradually burned by the spiritual fire, the deeper one went, the more like firecrackers went off, with many smaller shadows popping out. However, these shadows were so small that many of them vanished without a trace as soon as they emerged from the swamp.
The seemingly boiling swamp churned and boiled under the burning of the spiritual fire, shrinking more and more until it finally revealed its bottom after burning for about two or three hours, exposing the bottom of the pool, which was about three or four meters deep.
Finally, all the spiritual fire gathered on a palm-sized black rock at the bottom of the pool, where it burned incessantly.
The black stone initially thrashed and howled at the bottom of the pool, but its resistance gradually weakened, and it could only accept its fate, being burned to ashes by the spirit fire...
As the spirit fire left the black stone, the oppressive atmosphere that had been weighing on the place vanished. In comparison, Song Mengmeng benefited the most.
When the spiritual fire burned this swamp, it was as if it was sending incredibly pure power into her body. After several hours of this power supply, the entire Pixiu felt like it was soaking in a warm hot spring. Full and satisfied, it closed its eyes and felt limp, wanting nothing more than to rest.
Yan Di naturally noticed the little girl's situation. He reached out and pulled her into his arms. Just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed. He exchanged a glance with Hu Da and then quickly disappeared to the side.
As they disappeared from the scene, several figures staggered out of the passage they had come from.
Upon seeing the dried-up swamp, the two men and one woman who had arrived reacted as if they had encountered the end of the world, and they couldn't help but scream in agony: "Who, who did this!"
"Oh my god, how could this happen! How could this happen!"
The three men knelt beside the muddy swamp as if they had suffered the annihilation of their entire family, pounding their chests and stamping their feet in agony.
"What should we do? How are we going to explain this to the elders?!"
Compared to the current situation, what the three of them found even more difficult to deal with was the trouble that was to come.
Before the three of them could exchange more opinions, the man who had been crying the loudest suddenly let out a shrill scream. With this scream, flames burst into flames on his body. In an instant, his entire body, or rather, the dark shadow hidden inside his body, was completely enveloped by the bursting white flames.
Seeing that the situation was not right, the remaining two people instinctively turned to run away, but the woman was a step too slow and was quickly caught in the flames. She was burned to ashes by the flames before she could even scream.
The last man had never seen anything like it before. He stumbled and tried to rush back the way he came, but was blocked by a transparent wall that had appeared out of nowhere.
"Who, who is it?!"
The man slumped to the ground, hastily shuffling backward, trying to avoid the blast of flames floating not far in front of him. But no matter how he tried to dodge, the overwhelming fear the flames instilled in him was something he couldn't escape.
"That's the question we should be asking you! What are you anyway?!"
Emperor Yan appeared, carrying Song Mengmeng, who had fallen into a deep sleep due to overeating and digestion. He looked at the 'puppet' in front of him, who was completely terrified, and said indifferently, "If you are obedient, I might consider sparing your life."
But if you still don't understand the proper boundaries, then you've seen what happened to your two companions just now.
Because his two companions had died so tragically, the man had long lost the courage to resist. Without the Emperor of Hell asking him many questions, he spilled everything he knew without missing a single detail.
It turns out that these things, taking advantage of the opportunity when Yama came to this world, also possessed some powerful beings and wandered over.
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