Three months later, Lin Xuan finally emerged from the Cultivation Room. His face was full of exhaustion, yet the excitement in his eyes could not be hidden.
Needless to say, the Azure Phantom Nether Fire had completely fused with the Ten Thousand Year Corpse Fire.
Though the process had been slightly more winding than he had originally imagined, in the end nothing had gone wrong, and it had fully achieved the effect he had hoped for.
Lin Xuan was extremely satisfied with this.
He flipped his left hand over, and a ball of flame the size of an egg appeared in his palm.
Compared to before, its color was a deeper, more profound emerald green, and it faintly carried a few traces of deathly aura.
Having fused with the Ten Thousand Year Corpse Fire, this Demon Flame now not only carried corrosion and deadly poison, but was also cold to the extreme. Although its nature was not the same as a cold flame, it achieved the same marvel by a different path.
After a brief hesitation, Lin Xuan reached out and slapped his hand, taking out a gleaming yellow immortal sword.
Lin Xuan struck it with an incantation gesture, and the immortal sword immediately circled and danced through the air, nimble to the extreme.
Then Lin Xuan flicked his right hand, and the Azure Phantom Nether Fire transformed into a Magic Snake as thick as a thumb, shooting forth with a whoosh and pouncing onto the immortal sword.
A gray-white halo flashed past, and the immortal sword was sealed in ice. Needless to say, this was the yin-cold divine ability belonging to that corpse fire.
Yet this was not the end. Next, the deadly poison and corrosion also took effect. The sword's spiritual light rapidly dimmed, and countless cracks appeared