Master, This Is Senior Mo Tian Xing from the Central Plains!

Having said that,

Qing Luo put Yao Chen's soul back into the ring.

Then he left.

Elsewhere,

After Qing Luo left,

Xiao Yan found an empty spot and sat down. He circulated the energy of heaven and earth while waiting for Qing Luo to return.

As time continued to pass,

Xiao Yan opened his eyes again, a trace of suspicion appearing on his face.

Although he had regained his talent for cultivation,

Right now,

Xiao Yan had no mind to cultivate at all.

Where did Senior go...

He hadn't taken the ring and left, had he?!

Impossible.

Senior said he would return after asking me to wait, so he definitely would.

Besides, given that man's strength and status, he surely would not deceive me over something like this.

Although the significance of a remnant soul of a Dou Zun was immense,

That man was the leader of the Emperor Alliance, someone who even dared to lay hands on an imperial daughter of the Gu Clan!

Just as Xiao Yan's thoughts ran wild,

Buzz—

The familiar ripples of space appeared again.

Qing Luo stepped out from them.

"Senior, have you finished handling your business?"

Seeing Qing Luo appear, Xiao Yan rose and asked.

"Mm."

Qing Luo nodded and casually tossed the ring to Xiao Yan.

"I've already spoken to the remnant soul inside. He will help you rapidly raise your cultivation."

Catching the ring,

Xiao Yan listened to Qing Luo's words and stood there, too excited to speak.

So,

The matter the other party had gone to handle just now

Was telling the remnant soul in the ring to help him cultivate?!

"Senior, if you ever have need of me, Xiao Yan, or the Xiao Family, I, Xiao Yan, will brave fire and water and die ten thousand deaths without regret!"

At this moment,

Even as a transmigrator, Xiao Yan could not find the slightest fault with Qing Luo.

The last person who had made Xiao Yan feel this grateful and stirred

Was that protagonist who did good deeds in the spirit of Lei Feng!

"Alright, let's go back first. With your current strength, you cannot remain here for long."

Qing Luo smiled faintly.

With a wave of his hand,

An invisible force of space enveloped Xiao Yan, and the two moved sideways toward the nearby Xiao Family.

After arriving at the Xiao Family,

Qing Luo had Mo Tian Xing send Nalan Yanran, Ge Ye, and the others out of the Life-and-Death Gate, and inform the Misty Cloud Sect of what had happened within it.

As for Qing Luo,

After briefly exchanging pleasantries with Xiao Zhan,

He personally sealed this imperial daughter of the Gu Clan away.

Within the Life-and-Death Gate Secret Realm, he found a hidden cavern isolated from heaven and earth, where spiritual energy and fire veins coexisted.

Innate fire essence flowed along the cavern walls.

Faint starlight fell from the underground river of stars, while astral winds were completely blocked by the spatial barrier outside. It was an excellent place for secluded cultivation.

Sitting cross-legged atop a bluestone platform in the center of the cavern,

Qing Luo lightly pinched his fingers, and a yellowed scroll appeared before him.

This was the complete Flame Mantra he had obtained from Yao Chen.

Previously,

During the events in the Black-Corner Region,

Qing Luo had detected the inherent limitations of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame from the half-scroll of Flame Mantra in Han Feng's possession.

Now,

He would use the complete Flame Mantra to fully contain the Heavenly Flames he possessed, completely refine them, and retrace the path of Emperor Flame.

Buzz—

With a thought,

The four Heavenly Flame origins Qing Luo had acquired rose from within him and occupied the four directions.

They were the Three Thousand Burning Flame he had obtained from the Pill Tower Ancestor, the Fallen Heart Flame from Jia Nan Academy,

As well as

The Sea Heart Flame from Han Feng and the Bone-Chilling Cold Flame obtained from Yao Chen.

As the four Heavenly Flames appeared,

An indescribably terrifying aura instantly spread from their origins.

The four Heavenly Flames seemed to sense their impending fate.

They streaked back and forth,

And actually displayed the will to join forces against Qing Luo.

Of these four Heavenly Flames,

None could compare to the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame of Qing Luo's true body in either power or status.

Qing Luo could suppress them with a mere wave of his hand.

Yet as the number of Heavenly Flame origins increased, the difficulty of containing them would also rise drastically.

According to Qing Luo's estimation,

With his current strength, he could contain at most nine Heavenly Flames. Any more than that would cause problems.

That was also why he needed to cultivate the Flame Mantra.

Qing Luo glanced at the scroll before him.

His eyes slowly closed.

Boom—

The four previously dormant Heavenly Flames erupted with destructive auras at once. Flames surged up and completely engulfed Qing Luo.

At the same time,

Under the burning of the four Heavenly Flames,

The complete Flame Mantra's Dao patterns emerged throughout Qing Luo's flesh, meridians, and the depths of his divine soul.

Ancient golden runes flowed across his entire body,

Transforming into a flame-refining grand formation that enveloped both his body and soul sea.

The first flame Qing Luo refined was the Three Thousand Burning Flame.

Of the four Heavenly Flames,

It had been in contact with Qing Luo the longest and understood him the best.

Stellar fire flowed through his limbs and bones along the Flame Mantra's patterns, while Star Power washed over every inch of his meridians.

The origin of the flame seed that had originally drifted outside his body was drawn in by the Dao patterns.

It slowly sank into the fire palace of his dantian.

Under the dual suppression of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame's origin and the Flame Mantra's aura,

The origin of the Three Thousand Burning Flame trembled...

"Refine!"

Qing Luo parted his lips.

A trace of disdain flashed through his eyes as Pure Lotus emerged and began tempering the Three Thousand Burning Flame's origin.

Elsewhere, atop Misty Cloud Mountain,

At the exit of the Life-and-Death Gate Secret Realm.

Mo Tian Xing lightly waved his hand.

A gentle spatial barrier wrapped around Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye.

It broke through the spatial barrier between the Secret Realm and the outside world,

And landed steadily within the Misty Cloud Sect.

The dense spiritual energy of the Secret Realm suddenly vanished, replaced by the mountain mist that lingered around Misty Cloud Mountain year-round.

"Lead the way. At the young master's request, this old man has come to meet the master of the Misty Cloud Sect."

Mo Tian Xing's tone was calm.

The aura of a Four-Star Dou Zong was fully restrained, not leaking out in the slightest.

Yet merely standing there,

Even the surrounding clouds and mist instinctively parted to either side.

"Senior, please follow me!"

Nalan Yanran composed herself.

She hurriedly led the way.

Ge Ye dismissed every disciple they encountered.

He followed closely behind the two,

His mind tense the entire way, not daring to say a word.

The three walked up the cloud-wreathed stone steps and ascended directly to the Misty Cloud Sect's highest main peak, entering the grand and solemn Misty Cloud Hall.

Misty Cloud Hall.

Nine tiers of jade steps rose layer upon layer.

Atop the elevated platform stood an elegant white jade sect master's seat.

A woman in white stood quietly within view.

She was Yun Yun, the current sect master of the Misty Cloud Sect.

At this moment,

Yun Yun wore a moon-white dress patterned like flowing clouds.

Faint azure mountain motifs were embroidered along its hem.

Her long black hair was loosely gathered with nothing but a simple white jade pine hairpin.

Several soft loose strands fell beside her neck,

Making her skin seem as lustrous as jade, as though it had been steeped in the perpetual mist of the mountains.

Yun Yun had been lowering her eyes as she reviewed sect records.

The instant Mo Tian Xing stepped into the hall,

The Dou Qi around Yun Yun's body suddenly trembled slightly. A vast pressure, heavy as a mountain and far surpassing that of an ordinary Dou Emperor, swept through the entire hall.

It registered clearly within her senses.

"A Dou Zong expert..."

After sensing that heavy, vast aura,

Yun Yun immediately set down the scroll in her hand.

She raised her eyes toward the unfamiliar elder in the hall.

The next moment,

Yun Yun's delicate brows furrowed slightly. Beside that Dou Zong expert, she saw Nalan Yanran.

She did not recall the Jiama Empire having any Dou Zong experts.

Moreover,

She had investigated the Nalan Family and knew of no Dou Zong expert familiar with them.

Nalan Yanran had always remained in the Misty Cloud Sect.

How had she come to know that Dou Zong?!

Seeing her master, Nalan Yanran hurried forward, bowed, and explained,

"Master, this is Mo Tian Xing, Senior Mo, from the Central Plains!"