Hmph!
Nie Yun raised an eyebrow.
The flame at his fingertips instantly surged, leaping more than two feet high as it rushed toward the wick again.
The Blazing Fire Dantian spun without pause, and the power of the flames had already reached the limit of what he could bear.
Whoosh!
Sure enough, it did not go out again. The wick began to burn, its light reflecting off the scarlet liquid in the Blood Transformation Pool, somewhat dim and yellowish.
Creak, creak!
The moment the oil lamp was lit, the Bronze round door seemed to trigger some mechanism and slowly retracted into the ground, vanishing from sight moments later.
He stepped into the narrow passage beyond the door. Seals left behind by a powerful expert filled the passage, preventing the water of the Blood Transformation Pool from pouring back in.
After taking several steps through the passage, the stifling air before him was swept away, and an enormous world appeared in his sight.
Picture World!
Having found the exact location, he had actually returned from the Blood Transformation Pool, which everyone feared like vipers and scorpions!
"It still requires the purest flame power of the Fire God Sect!" Without the slightest pride, Nie Yun pondered inwardly.
To leave the Blood Transformation Pool, lighting the wick was the key. Without sufficiently pure flames and the Fire God Sect's most core bloodline, it was simply impossible to accomplish.
From summoning the ancient ship to opening the Bronze round door, everything required the Fire God Sect's core bloodline—the purer, the better. He did not believe that was a coincidence.
Perhaps Elder Hao Yuan truly had his own purpose and plans in arranging things this way.
"Welcome to my Picture World!"
As he was considering this, Elder Hao Yuan's voice, which had previously sounded aboard