Creating a Method in Desperate Straits

This demon-cleansing operation had gone unexpectedly smoothly. In just three days, not a trace of demonic qi remained beneath the lava.

At first, Li Qing had thought it might be another scheme by the Formless Demonic Ancestor. Yet through the seal, he was able to confirm that the Formless Demonic Ancestor's Dao Body had indeed been completely erased.

"Looks like I overthought it. This seal left behind by the Crimson Blazing Heavenly Monarch has endured day and night for tens of thousands of years. No matter how powerful a demon may be, without any replenishment, it should have long since died thoroughly."

"Besides, it was merely a Dao Body, not the true body."

Li Qing murmured softly, though the tension in his heart eased considerably.

The entire process had passed without a ripple. Though it had been unexpected, it was also only natural.

From this day forth, the Human Realm had one enormous threat less.

"Not bad."

The childish voice of the Profound Yellow True Flame rang out within Li Qing's sea of consciousness.

Yet upon hearing the praise, Li Qing gave a bitter smile. His gaze fell regretfully toward the very bottom of the seal.

There, a fiery-red spirit pearl had already become exceedingly dim.

This was the Fire Spirit Pearl, a supreme treasure of this world. It contained the purest fire-attributed spiritual qi in existence. Whoever obtained it, any immortal cultivator practicing fire-path techniques would find their Dao Path incomparably smooth from then on.

Unfortunately, the Formless Demonic Ancestor's earlier words had not been empty bluster.

Over these tens of thousands of years, he seemed to have continuously used some method to influence the Fire Spirit Pearl, creating a certain connection between himself and it.

Thus, at the instant of his death, this Fire Spirit Pearl had also