Three Thousand Dao Provinces, Heavenly Court Sacred Ground.
This supreme Dao Lineage, personally founded by Ye Xuan, had now become the gathering place of fortune for the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
Endless immortal palaces floated amid chaotic mist, white jade stairways rose straight into the azure heavens, phantom True Dragons coiled through the air, phantom immortal phoenixes spread their wings, with a thousand streams of Auspicious Qi and ten thousand rays of rosy light.
Within an independent divine garden deep in the Heavenly Court, crimson mulberry trees swayed in the wind, their falling blossoms scattering in profusion.
This was the place Ye Xuan had specially opened up for Huo Ling'er to cultivate. Deep beneath the earth, he had drawn forth the purest Solar Essence Fire and Nirvana True Flame, perfectly suited to the immortal phoenix bloodline within her.
At this moment, Huo Ling'er sat cross-legged atop a Cloud Bed carved from ten-thousand-year Warm Jade.
Her eyes were shut, her long lashes quivering faintly like butterfly wings. A dense layer of crimson firelight wreathed her body. It was no ordinary flame, but the deathless fire of the True Phoenix, containing supreme Great Dao Laws.
With every breath, the bloodline within her gave off clear phoenix cries, as though undergoing some profound cleansing and transformation.
Dressed in azure robes, Ye Xuan stood quietly some distance away, tall and straight as a pine.
His gaze was gentle, like a bottomless secluded pool, as he watched Huo Ling'er's cultivation.
"When cultivating the Dao of Fire, you cannot blindly pursue dominance and destruction." Ye Xuan's voice was calm and lingering, carrying a wondrous cadence that pointed straight to the source of the Great Dao as it softly sounded by Huo Ling'er's ear.
"At the ultimate extreme of fire lies the creation of life