As before, they had no choice.
And as before, divine fire held an overwhelming allure for artifact refiners.
With neither of his junior brothers objecting, Feng Zhuoyi agreed to leave the matter to their sect. In truth, that was as good as agreeing outright.
Now the question facing the three martial brothers was who would go and who would stay. This was the hardest decision of all. Those who stayed would have a chance to absorb divine fire. How many people could resist that temptation?
If nothing else, all of them would eventually face the threshold to the human immortal realm. Crossing it meant being remade in body and soul. It was unlike any breakthrough before it, and not everyone could make it across. Yet divine fire possessed the miraculous power to carry a person easily over that threshold.
From ancient times to the present, not a single person who had absorbed divine fire had encountered an obstacle when breaking through to the human immortal realm. They had all done so with ease!
It was said that the more divine fire one absorbed, the greater its help in crossing the thresholds of later realms.
In the end, Feng Zhuoyi made a decision that might or might not have counted as selfish. He would stay with two others. Once the Divine Fire Spirit Gate opened, his two junior brothers would take the remaining disciples out and deliver the letters along the way.
Xie Wantian and Chi Anlan did not disobey, though their agreement was somewhat reluctant.
Perhaps sensing their feelings, Feng Zhuoyi took the two aside for a private word.
During this lull, Wu Jinliang leaned close to Shi Chun's ear and murmured a reminder. "Have them take a letter to Xiang Lan'er's side too. One more faction trying to get