Once the Azure Flame Fire Spirit, the source of the flames, left, the Azure Flame within the Molten Fire Sect could no longer withstand the erosion of the golden flames.
After barely a dozen breaths, every trace of Azure Flame throughout the sect had been replaced by golden fire.
"Phew—this will do. Sister, Huai'an, you can make your move now."
"Understood."
Once he had fully taken control of the fires within the Molten Fire Sect, Yang Yuanzhao sent a voice transmission to the other two.
Yang Yuanling and Chen Huai'an immediately struck together. One assumed dragon form and summoned a gale and rainstorm, crushing the demonic spirit's rampant flames, while the other pulled the firewood from beneath the cauldron, cutting off her own spiritual power and leaving the wood art unable to continue.
Under these two measures, the once-raging flames abruptly dwindled. Within a few blinks, only the small portion surrounding the fire spirit was still barely holding on.
"Oh? Still refusing to give up?"
Seeing it still struggle, Chen Huai'an opened his Dragon Mouth and sprayed out a stream of azure dragon breath.
That dragon breath contained an intense chill. The instant it swept past, the Azure Flame Fire Spirit completely lost all power to resist, turning into a dim little fireball and falling to the ground.
Chen Huai'an immediately stepped forward and swallowed it whole, temporarily sealing it within his body.
By the time the two returned to the interior of the Molten Fire Sect, the golden flames Yang Yuanzhao had summoned had mostly gone out as well.
After searching inside and out, the three found a total of six cultivators who still clung to a thread of life.
Chen Huai'an wrapped their bodies in gentle water arts. After handling the aftermath for the others, he flew away