"What is that?!" Luo Qian shouted. The Demonic Gale howled through the valley, swallowing his voice before it could travel far. Strathas stood alone in the wind, all nine heads quivering with excitement. With a burst of strange laughter, she said, "That's the entrance to Abyssal Purgatory!" Luo Qian suddenly felt that the thick red flames were probably no weaker than the Xingtian Fire. He wanted to collect some, but the Demonic Gale abruptly grew several times fiercer. Boulders taller than several men flew through the air like leaves. Only Strathas and the Four Beasts remained as steady as Mount Tai.
Luo Qian had to cling to a boulder the size of a small hill just to keep his feet. Collecting the flames was out of the question.
A pale red mist rose around Strathas, and the Four Beasts slowly floated upward. Strathas flicked a claw, and their bodies fell into several pieces. Like a master butcher taking apart an ox, she had separated them without spilling a single drop of blood.
Strathas selected a few "parts," fitted them together, wrapped them in her power, and tossed her "building-block creation" into the viscous flames.
The thick flames surged upward like the tides of the Qiantang River. Within them, the assembled body visibly fused into one. Even its blood vessels and nerves matched up and joined together.
"Gah, gah, gah..." Strathas burst out laughing. She tore a piece of flesh from her bald head and sent it, trailing a wisp of black energy, into the furnace. "Go!"
Roar! A thunderous beast cry shook the heavens. A shaft of red light shot from the Purgatory Furnace, and Strathas laughed wildly as the Demonic Gale raged through the valley like dragons, as savage as beasts from the primordial wilderness.
At last, everything fell