"Boom!"
With a single move, the monstrous white flames in Yao Lao's hand instantly enveloped the hundred-acre sea of flowers. At the center of the sea, the Netherworld Poison Flame, which had been swimming freely and absorbing the poisonous gas emitted by the poisonous plants, suddenly froze. Its body instantly expanded, transforming in the blink of an eye into a giant purple butterfly, ten zhang in size.
"A mere twentieth-ranked strange fire ranking list, and you dare to act presumptuously before this master?" Yao Lao scoffed disdainfully. The monstrous white flames enveloping the sea of flowers contracted instantly to the area around the Netherworld Poison Flame, sealing off all its escape routes.
"Swish, swish, swish..." The Netherworld Poison Flame's wings vibrated; the butterfly's face was filled with astonishment and ferocity.
Over three thousand years ago, that famously fierce Calamity Poison Body had completely passed away after dispersing all of her poisonous gas and forcibly constructing this sea of flowers space.
The Netherworld Poison Flame, which had originally been refined by her, returned to nature. However, at that time, having lost the Dou Qi supply from its master, the Netherworld Poison Flame was as confused and ignorant as a newborn infant.
It took a thousand years for it to gradually develop a weak consciousness and begin absorbing the poisonous gas emitted by the poisonous plants in this sea of flowers to grow stronger.
Another thousand years later, it finally possessed its own form—the purple butterfly body it had now.
Over the years, it had lived freely in this sea of flowers, following its instincts to constantly evolve and grow stronger, allowing its consciousness to continue expanding.
However, today, these few uninvited guests who suddenly broke in made it instinctively feel the need to hide and not be discovered. Yet, it was discovered anyway, and the white flames unleashed by the old man before it seemed naturally capable of suppressing it.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss!" The Netherworld Poison Flame hissed at Yao Lao, trying to scare him off.
However, Yao Lao, protected by the Bone Chilling Flame, showed no expression whatsoever in the face of the Netherworld Poison Flame's intimidation. He simply continued to compress the space between the Bone Chilling Flame and the Netherworld Poison Flame, forcing it to constantly collide with the edge of the wall of fire.
"Hiss!" Feeling the increasingly heavy pressure, the Netherworld Poison Flame's instinct told it that as long as it dealt with that old man, it might be able to escape.
Thus, it released the virulent poison from its own Origin and quietly drifted it toward Yao Lao.
That virulent poison was colorless and odorless, invisible and intangible; even Soul Power could not detect it.
However, as luck would have it, the essence of the Netherworld Poison Flame was still a type of strange fire.
And on the Fighting Qi Continent, unless a strange fire had cultivated the "Burning Technique," the rules of the world would make any strange fire lower on the strange fire ranking list understand what rule suppression meant.
When that silent poison spread to the wall of fire constructed by the Bone Chilling Flame, it was instantly refined.
"You mutt, you actually dare to use poison against me?" Feeling the poison energy transmitted from the Bone Chilling Flame, Yao Lao was instantly drenched in a cold sweat.
If the strange fire he possessed were not the Bone Chilling Flame, the poison gas released by the Netherworld Poison Flame would likely have been enough to kill Xiao Yan instantly, and might even have affected his own Soul body.
"Every strange fire on the strange fire ranking list is not to be underestimated!" Yao Lao sighed inwardly, then accelerated the contraction of the Bone Chilling Flame.
In the distance, Chen Yang and the others only saw that as the wall of fire of the Bone Chilling Flame continued to shrink, the figure of the Netherworld Poison Flame inside also kept shrinking, emitting miserable cries.
The three of them kept their expressions unchanged, quietly waiting for Yao Lao's operation.
An hour passed, and Yao Lao finally retracted the Bone Chilling Flame. In the air, only a tiny purple flame remained, looking harmless to humans and animals.
However, everyone present knew that although this flame looked ordinary, it actually contained most of the functions of the Netherworld Poison Flame. As the Origin fire seed of the Netherworld Poison Flame, the high temperature and toxins contained in this flame were enough to easily kill a Dou Huang expert. Without corresponding auxiliary means, let alone absorbing it, one couldn't even get close to it.
"Whoosh!"
Chen Yang took Xiao Yi Xian and the three others and flew over, then slowly landed on the edge of the sea of flowers.
Yao Lao was still using the Bone Chilling Flame to hold the Origin fire seed of the Netherworld Poison Flame; the bizarre nature of this flame made him not dare to touch it with his Soul Power at all.
"Thank you for your trouble, Yao Lao!" Chen Yang looked at Yao Lao, bowed, and said.
"What trouble is this? Just a simple, small problem!" Yao Lao laughed, his Soul detached from Xiao Yan's body, stroking his beard and smiling.
"Brother Yang, the next step is absorbing the strange fire. Sister-in-law Xiao Yixian, are you okay with this?" Xiao Yan had also witnessed the thrill just now, so after Yao Lao left, he wrapped himself in the Green Lotus Core Flame to prevent the surrounding poison gas from drifting in.
"No problem, I feel like it should go very smoothly!" Xiao Yi Xian looked at the Origin fire seed of the Netherworld Poison Flame. At this moment, she had a feeling of being unable to wait to absorb it. She didn't know if this feeling came from her Calamity Poison Body or the "Heavenly Poison Nether Art" she cultivated.
"The 'Heavenly Poison Nether Art' that Xian'er Cultivates was created by that Calamity Poison Body Senior who fell here. It is extremely compatible with the Netherworld Poison Flame. Combined with the Netherworld Poison Flame, it is enough to compare to a Heaven Rank low-grade Cultivation Technique." Chen Yang explained according to the description of the "Netherworld Poison Canon" in his mind.
"If that's the case, wouldn't it be much easier?" Xiao Yan said with a smile.
"Hmm!" Chen Yang nodded.
"However, we still need to be extra careful. Absorbing a strange fire is no child's play. If one is not careful, one could truly be destroyed in body and Soul!"
Yao Lao was not like Chen Yang and Xiao Yan—the two of them were both "cheaters." Although Xiao Yan's absorption of strange fire was also extremely painful, it couldn't be called a life-or-death gamble.
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