Within the Thousand Demon Cave, Ning Chen had come in search of demonic essence. Wraiths appeared, blocking the path ahead.
Phoenix fire spread through the air. The supremely yang divine flames refined the wraiths, and amid the dissipating white mist, black vapor emerged, revealing who the wraiths had been in life.
"Demon Spirits?"
A grave look flashed across Ning Chen's face. Watching the wraiths continuously drift toward him, he raised his right hand, and surging waves of fire poured forth.
The divine flames burned and refined them. Hundreds of wraiths screamed before vanishing into nothingness, black mist spreading out and returning to heaven and earth.
With a wave of his hand, Ning Chen drew the black mist over. His true qi probed through it, and a solemn expression crossed his face. It was indeed demonic qi.
How could there be so many Demon Spirits in this place? Demons had nearly vanished from this world, much less so many Demon Spirits being suppressed here.
After pondering for a moment, Ning Chen came back to himself and continued forward.
Outside the Thousand Demon Cave, time passed bit by bit. As the sun set in the west, yin energy between heaven and earth flourished greatly, while yang energy rapidly weakened.
Within the cave, at the instant day and night changed, the atmosphere suddenly shifted. Terrifying auras awakened one after another—alien and dreadful, making one's chest feel stifled.
"Phoenix."
In the dim void, one enormous demonic shadow after another appeared. Looking at the figure below, they spoke. "Why have you come here?"
"Why can't I come?" Ning Chen replied calmly.
"Hahaha..."
Mad laughter rang out through the cave. A ferocious face materialized, its hatred soaring to the heavens. "For the dignified Fire Deity to appear in this Thousand Demon Cave—what a joke!"
"Phoenix, state