"I truly never imagined that after the Pavilion Master of Zhenhai Pavilion fell, he could give rise to an innate water-aspect flame. The wonders of creation truly are unfathomable."
"Since I am here, fate clearly binds me to this innate flame. It is only fitting that it should belong to me and complete my Divine Ability."
Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow, looked toward the mass of spiritual light deep within the Azure Sea, and curled his fingers to grasp it.
In an instant, an invisible pulling force erupted from his fingertips, firmly locking onto that mass of spiritual light across a thousand miles of space.
Then, above the Azure Sea, boundless water vapor churned madly, as though answering an invisible summons. Waves ten thousand feet high surged up at once, rapidly gathering toward Jiang Yan's palm.
Countless manifestations of the Water Dao spun, intertwined, and condensed within his palm, merging with one another as yin and yang complemented each other.
Within mere breaths, the mass of blue water vapor in Jiang Yan's palm transformed into a deep blue flame.
This flame was extraordinarily peculiar, suffused with a deep blue radiance like a frigid abyss beneath the sea.
As the flame flickered, it gave off not the slightest heat. Instead, it exuded an unimaginably intense chill that seeped into the heart and lungs. Yet deep within that chill lay the essence of an innate flame capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas:
It was clearly an innate flame of utmost fierceness and intensity, yet it also blended perfectly with the Water Dao, with yin and yang complementing each other. It was indeed an innate water-aspect flame.
Once Jiang Yan took control of it, he understood its name. This flame was called:
Profound Yin Fire.
After Wei Canghai died and