Deep within the sixth layer of the Fire Domain lay a relatively tranquil patch of purple flame.
Amid the heat-warped air, a white-robed young woman sat quietly cross-legged.
Her plain white dress was spotless, as though even these purple flames capable of melting divine iron could leave no trace upon her.
Her bearing was serene and holy, like an immortal maiden banished from the moon palace to the mortal world. Hers was an innate beauty, her features so perfect they seemed to gather all the grace of heaven and earth. Her crystalline skin surpassed snow, and her exquisite features might have been carved by a master craftsman who had poured his entire life into the work-not a single flaw could be found.
She was none other than Yan Ruyu, descendant of the Demon Emperor.
Before her, an emerald basin wreathed in hazy chaos qi floated amid the purple flames. Ancient and natural in form, it held Dao patterns within and radiated a heart-quaking aura.
She was refining a supreme treasure of the Demon Race.
At this moment, Yan Ruyu was tempering it with the sixth layer's purple flames, perfecting its Dao patterns and drawing its divine power inward.
Her mind was wholly immersed in the Dao resonance of the Azurefall Treasure Basin. Her slender fingers continuously formed profound seals, drawing upon the essence of the purple flames and carefully imprinting it upon the basin.
Yet just then-
Rumble!!!
An indescribably terrifying heavenly might descended without warning!
This pressure came not from the more fearsome flames deeper within the Fire Domain, but from the highest heavens, bearing the will of destruction and judgment-majestic and unfathomable!
On Yan Ruyu's perfect face, eyes like autumn waters and cold pools abruptly opened. Her gaze pierced the layers of purple flame toward the seventh layer