The Western Sea.
Light of yang extremity streaked past. The Heavenly Peng beat its wings, churning the sea as it skirted Deva Continent, shrouded in raging black flame and crusted with salt. The seawater gradually thickened, turning from deep blue to milky white.
Far to the west, the sea had turned entirely to milk, a pure white expanse as thick as paste.
Volcanoes rose here and there from the sea, spewing crimson true fire. When it touched the lingering black-gray ultimate fire in the air, it exploded instantly, sending the sea into turmoil.
Xu Xuan withdrew his movement technique and stood upon the clouds. This sea lay at the edge of the Great Flame Milk Sea, quite close to the fire cavern the Dragon Palace had opened in ages past.
Along the way, he had seen many ruins sunk in the sea-all immense palaces once refined with true fire, suspended atop mountains or above the waters, their spirituality utterly lost.
"The Western Expanse Dragonkin favored dwelling in mountains and entering caverns. They traveled in their dragon bodies and often fought the Asuras."
He leafed through the Mist Marsh Secret Scroll. Mist Marsh had recorded little about this dragon lineage, mentioning only this single sentence.
Great Li's Spirit Thunder Envoy was a surviving descendant of the Western Expanse. His true form had red scales, golden horns, and great wings. His sturdy Demon Body had some merits, but compared with South Mist and Eastern Vast, he lacked a measure of immortal grace and was closer to a beast.
The only remaining vestiges of this dragon lineage were several fire caverns in the Western Sea. Once the homes of ancient dragonkin, they had now become places to harvest spirit flames.
True fire balanced yin and yang. It separated when acted upon by qi,