Flame

Ji Tian sat on the Demonic Dragon's back, gazing at the hazy world, his heart unable to find peace for a long time.

This world is cruel, with no right or wrong. If you don't want to become someone else's meal, you have to eliminate all those who point their blades at you.

This is the world, this is survival.

The Demonic Dragon, however, had an unconcealable fervor in its eyes. It was originally a congenital powerhouse from the Primordial World, living in the upper echelons. Although it died unexpectedly before reaching the peak and fell into this strange world.

But relying on its powerful soul, it quickly rose to the ranks of the strong, becoming one of the Skeleton Emperors. However, it was not satisfied then and explored the Skeleton Demonic Hall.

Although it was severely injured by a roar, it had no regrets. It had tried, it had struggled.

Even if it died, it wanted to prove it had existed. This was a continuation of life, a belief that made heaven and earth pale.

Everything had changed because of that puppet life, but now it was back on track.

The Demonic Dragon looked at the busy Skeletons and Ghost Bodies on the black land, filled with emotion. It had also been busy struggling for survival, constantly fighting.

Now, its goal was to find the strong individuals of this world. It was uncertain if there were other Skeletons at the Primordial Spirit Stage in this world, but generally, beings at the Golden Flame Level had a possessiveness over treasure grounds. They might have Soul Stones there. Seizing Soul Stones was also for survival, for better survival.

The main color was black, with black gas drifting. The golden flames within were truly striking.

"Oh."

With a dragon's roar, the Demonic Dragon shattered an Emperor-level Skeleton with a palm strike and swallowed a ball of golden Soul Flame into its mouth.

"No Blood Pool," Ji Tian shook his head in disappointment.

This was a volcanic region, continuous volcanoes, and thick black smoke obscured the already sunless world.

"There's the aura of a Phoenix, and it's actually a Fire Phoenix."

Ji Tian said, "I'll go down and take a look. See if this Earth Fire has anything special." With a punch, he cracked the entire ground, and boundless lava surged out.

A clear phoenix cry pierced through the air. The Phoenix, dormant in the volcano, sensed a powerful enemy had arrived.

A Phoenix covered in flames illuminated the entire dark world.

"Who are you, and why are you destroying my place of cultivation?"

"No reason, just thought this place was nice and came to take a look," the Demonic Dragon said dismissively. To its surprise, an undead being had cultivated to the Primordial Spirit Stage. Its blazing flames seemed capable of burning everything.

Ji Tian didn't even spare the other party a glance, his entire Primordial Spirit heading into the earth's core.

Warm, a warm feeling. This was fire.

The Fire Phoenix was furious and sent a giant fireball towards Ji Tian.

Hot, a painful heat.

The Demonic Dragon was enraged and, wrapping itself in its Demonic Cloud, charged towards the opponent.

Both Dragon and Phoenix were powerhouses from the Primordial Continent and possessed proud hearts.

The Demonic Dragon had Demonic Clouds surrounded by Yin Energy, while the Fire Phoenix had its Earth Fire flames. Their attributes were also opposite.

The Fire Phoenix retracted its sky-filling flames, condensing them into a longbow in the air. With each vibration of the bowstring, fireballs appeared.

The Demonic Cloud condensed into a black Demonic Spear. Facing the whistling fireballs, it parried, blocked, and smashed them, extinguishing each one. It then charged towards the Fire Phoenix. The Demonic Spear was like a viper's tongue, fierce and venomous, its every move deadly.

The Fire Phoenix was not to be outdone, its flames flickering. Its moves were aimed at the enemy, sometimes summoning Earth Fire to engulf the Demonic Dragon. One had deep cultivation, the other occupied advantageous terrain.

A pillar of fire reaching the heavens spiraled upwards, forming the shape of a Phoenix in the air. It circled in the sky, noble and majestic, displaying the nobility of the king of all flying birds. Terrifying flames began to be drawn from the phantom, transforming into Fire Spirits that pounced on the Demonic Dragon.

The Demonic Dragon roared and released its full blood energy. A winding Blood Dragon, stretching for thousands of miles, appeared. Waves of Killing Qi seemed to entangle it. Its bloody maw could swallow all things. A breath of Dragon's breath, containing Killing Qi, swept towards the sky-filling Fire Spirits.

Shattering, constant shattering. The two fought to a standstill.

Ji Tian strode step by step into the depths of the volcano, carefully sensing the power of the flames.

Hot, scorching pain!

It was as if endless flames were rising and burning within his soul. Ji Tian felt a burning pain deep in his heart, which intensified.

This was fire, not the gentle fire evolved from Spiritual Power. It was filled with violent power.

The red flames deepened step by step, gradually turning blue, a trace of pale blue flame.

Ji Tian used the Yin Energy on his body to block the high temperature and slowly extended his finger towards the trace of pale blue flame.

Intense burning pain!

His entire right arm suddenly began to burn violently. Ji Tian hurriedly mobilized all his Yin power to resist this destructive force.

Currently, his abilities could only resist the red flames; he couldn't even withstand a wisp of blue flame.

To refine this flame and merge it with his own Primordial Spirit's fire, Ji Tian formed hand seals and drew upon this powerful flame, guiding wisps of it into his body, attempting to merge it with his Primordial Spirit's fire.

This wisp of flame was like a burning charcoal thrown into ice water, extinguishing with a hiss.

Opposite attributes, although from the same source, they could not be merged.

Ji Tian waved his arm, a fluctuation of Soul Power, unleashing a sky-covering divine ability.

A phantom hand reached towards the Fire Phoenix, which was locked in an intense battle with the Demonic Dragon, and instantly dispersed all its flames.

The Fire Phoenix let out a mournful cry, mustered all its flames, and burned towards the phantom hand.

Ji Tian's phantom hand, condensed from Spiritual Power, was ignited by the continuous scorching of the flames, burning fiercely.

The palm continued its momentum, pulling the Fire Phoenix into the volcano.

Perhaps Ji Tian's power far surpassed the Fire Phoenix, or perhaps the battle with the Demonic Dragon had consumed a large amount of its Spiritual Power.

Ji Tian extended a finger, and a surge of soul power flowed into the Fire Phoenix's Primordial Spirit, slowly probing.

Soul Searching Technique, a spell that directly targeted the opponent's soul. Under normal circumstances, it involved using one's powerful Spiritual Sense to forcibly break through the opponent's sea of consciousness and read the memories within. However, performing it forcefully could sometimes cause the opponent's Primordial Spirit to collapse directly.

Ji Tian possessed a spell inherited from the laws of the soul. He himself cultivated the soul and had a deep understanding of it. Instead of forcibly breaking through, he slowly merged into the opponent's sea of consciousness.

Fire also had Yin and Yang, virtual and real aspects. Yang Fire primarily consisted of the three fires of heaven, earth, and man. Wood fire, where mortals burned wood to create fire, was human fire. Stone fire, where lava melted stone into fire, was earth fire. Sky fire, where lightning struck the sky to create fire, was heavenly fire. Yang Fire could incinerate all things.

Yin Fire primarily consisted of flames within Netherworld beings, namely Ghost Fire. Yin Fire could incinerate Primordial Spirits.

This Earth Fire was Yang, and Ghost Fire was Yin. Generally, Yin and Yang could not coexist. Only through profound cultivation could Yin and Yang complement each other, and the extreme of Yin could give birth to Yang.

Ji Tian muttered to himself, "So that's how it is. I'm still far from that stage."

His Ghost Fire was primarily Netherworld Fire, numbering Nine Nether. Its color was black, with nine transformations. Each transformation generated an outer flame. After nine transformations, it had the potential to generate Yang Fire. Yang Fire was most notably purple.

Did he have to rely on this Earth Fire to refine the black stone block? But he only had the ability to resist low-level Earth Fire. It was difficult!

Ji Tian stood up and extinguished the flames on his body, his mood somber.

How rare it was for the purple fire to appear spontaneously within him; it was born from a fortuitous encounter!

Was it generated by his Core Elixir, or by the black skeletal remains on his body? That purple fire might not have been producible by his mere Core Elixir stage.

Ji Tian's mood soured considerably. He looked at the somewhat disheveled Fire Phoenix and said, "Are you willing to follow me, or continue cultivating here?"

The Fire Phoenix replied, "I... I still wish to continue cultivating."

Ji Tian nodded. "You possess the Nirvana cultivation method of the Phoenix clan. Now that you've reformed your body of flame, you will one day be reborn from the ashes."

"Very well, I won't force you. Since I've taken your soul memories, I'll impart some insights that will help improve your realm."

Ji Tian pointed a finger, and a stream of black soul insights merged into the Fire Phoenix's soul.

A piece of information flashed through the Fire Phoenix's mind, leaving it astonished. It watched Ji Tian, who was now riding the Demonic Dragon away, filled with questions.

Who exactly was this person? He appeared cold and ruthless, yet he didn't kill indiscriminately. He seemed to disregard life, yet he was also full of emotion.