At this moment, Ye Zhen held aloft a palm-sized dark-red jade block with spirit energy in his palm. At a glance, flames seemed to be dancing within the dark-red jade.
Before anyone could even move closer, the scorching fire power it emitted forced the surrounding martial artists who did not cultivate Fire Spirit Energy to retreat, unable to withstand its overwhelming heat.
With the slightest probe of divine sense, the boundless Fire Spirit Energy faintly rippling within made the onlookers' expressions change. More importantly, that immense Fire Spirit Energy lacked the usual violent aura of fire. Beyond its blazing heat, it carried a warm, jade-like gentleness.
"Ten Thousand Year Fire Jade!"
"This is Ten Thousand Year Fire Jade. Only Ten Thousand Year Fire Jade can give Fire Spirit Energy a trace of jade's moist warmth." Someone among the watching martial artists cried out in alarm.
As for Qingyang Palace's Palace Master, Chu Yang, his eyes had widened as he stared at Ye Zhen in shock.
He had searched for so long for treasures capable of repairing the low-grade soul artifact Purple Flame Golden Lamp. Ten Thousand Year Fire Jade was one of them, and no one understood its characteristics better than he did.
The instant Ye Zhen took it out, he had recognized it as Ten Thousand Year Fire Jade.
"Y-you... how could you possibly have Ten Thousand Year Fire Jade? I searched the entire True Spirit Domain and couldn't find even half a piece. How could you possibly—"
"How I got Ten Thousand Year Fire Jade isn't something you should be worrying about! I have it because I have it. Why are you asking so much?" Ye Zhen interrupted Chu Yang's cry of shock in displeasure.
This Ten Thousand Year Fire Jade had actually come from the treasures stored