"Alright, then what should we do?"
Chen Huai'an asked.
"If we simply extinguish the flames, we may inflict secondary harm upon the cultivators within. But if I can guide my golden flames into them, their burn injuries can gradually recede, preserving their lives."
Yang Yuanzhao assessed the situation before him, then began arranging the next steps. "Huai'an, transform into a dragon and use the art of summoning clouds and rain. Suppress the Azure Flame from the outside."
"Sister, once the blaze weakens somewhat, mobilize the deadwood underground as tinder and draw the Azure Flame away from those cultivators."
"Once the fires on both sides are evenly matched, I can try transferring this Azure Flame Fire Spirit from the cultivators onto the deadwood."
"If this succeeds, then with my Golden Flame Fire Technique, I can replace the Azure Flame and hopefully rescue the cultivators inside who still have a chance of survival."
"Understood."
The two nodded after hearing this. Chen Huai'an set them down on the ground, then turned and manifested his azure dragon body once more, soaring into the clouds.
Splash—
As the azure dragon shadow rose into the sky, a torrential downpour came crashing down.
Sizzle, sizzle—
Rain struck the Azure Flame rising from the Molten Fire Sect, instantly kicking up sheets of vapor that spread throughout the valley.
While calling forth the rain, Chen Huai'an spotted a floating figure like a wandering ghost within the burning Azure Flame.
"Yuanzhao, I see that Azure Flame Fire Spirit. It's in the large courtyard on the western side of the Molten Fire Sect. There are also many cultivators lying motionless inside."
"Alright, I understand."
Upon receiving the news, Yang Yuanzhao immediately went with Yang Yuanling to the western side of the Molten Fire Sect.
Yang Yuanling cast a wood art there,