The Demonic Flame Descends

Two days later, while Holy Pill City was still bustling with the Pill Gathering...

Elsewhere in the Central Plains, amid a range of towering mountains...

A figure appeared without a sound.

He wore gray-white robes and looked about thirty. His handsome face was framed by a pair of unusually bright eyes that seemed able to see straight through people.

At first glance, he seemed every inch the refined gentleman. Put a book in his hands, and he would look no different from a scholar.

This man was Hun Tiandi, Clan Leader of the Soul Clan.

The mountains were lush with trees, and the scenery was beautiful, but the space above them was twisted to an extreme degree. A faint, milky-white light seeped from the distortion.

Hun Tiandi gazed at that space, a shadow passing through his eyes. He sent out his Soul Power to probe it, only to yank it back a moment later.

"So this is how the Demonic Flame Space was built. A formation links it to the Heaven and Earth Energy and makes it resonate with nine stars in the void. Until those stars gather and trigger a drastic shift in energy, it cannot be opened. Forcing it open would be next to impossible."

"But that only applies to everyone else." Hun Tiandi's eyes shone with confidence.

The Purifying Demonic Saint had only been a Half-Emperor, after all. Even if he had been stronger than Hun Tiandi—strong enough to take on several of him at once—he had never truly become a Dou Di. Besides, when he created the Demonic Flame Space, he had been weakened by the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame's betrayal.

With Hun Tiandi's abilities, breaking into this space was hardly difficult.

He had not come to take the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame before because of