Lin Xuan first refined the corpse poison within the Azure Phantom Nether Fire. When he had battled the Qingyuan Corpse King, this Demon Flame had devoured the other party's corpse fire.
As a Lihe Realm old monster, the flames the Qingyuan Corpse King cultivated were no trifling matter either. Although the Azure Phantom Nether Fire had devoured it, it had never been able to digest and merge with it. Lin Xuan had to personally take action.
At this moment, he sat cross-legged, his eyes tightly shut, his whole body glazed in azure light. Above his head hovered a five-colored divine charm like Buddha light.
His hands were folded together and laid flat over his navel.
A short while later, Lin Xuan interlaced his ten fingers, and a jade-green flame emerged. At first, it was only the size of a fist, but very quickly, it became about the size of a person's head.
Its color was also slightly different from before. At its center, there was now a ghastly white hue—that was the corpse fire. Strictly speaking, it had only been trapped by the Azure Phantom Nether Fire, far from refined and merged with it.
Lin Xuan lowered his head slightly, swept his gaze over it, and then revealed a look of satisfaction.
The more fierce and stubborn this corpse fire was, the more the Azure Phantom Nether Fire's power would increase after refining it. This was beyond doubt.
Lin Xuan raised both hands, and that eerie jade flame drifted forward as well. Then, three zhang away from Lin Xuan, it stopped and hovered quietly.
Afterward, Lin Xuan's hands waved like butterflies flitting through flowers, casting out one spell art after another. With a whoosh, the Azure Phantom Nether Fire instantly swelled.
Yet what was even more unexpected was that the