C1769 Powerful Interference
Zhou You had already been waiting for some time.
As soon as Ji Ningshuang made her appearance, Zhou You escorted her to the teleportation circle at the Moonfall Sanctuary and transported her to the Sundering Isles.
Next, he guided her to the Frozen Hellscape.
Whoosh!
A dazzling burst of icy starlight descended upon the Frozen Hellscape, causing the efficiency of the Wintermaw that connected to the extraterrestrial sky to increase manifold!
The extraterrestrial cold currents surged into the earth through the Wintermaw, drawn by Ji Ningshuang and seeping into the land.
Simultaneously.
The burning sun, a fixture in the extraterrestrial heavens, began to veer off its course, influenced by Qin Luo's power, and started to drift away from the Everlands.
In the extraterrestrial realm, only a cold crescent moon remained, casting its light upon the Everlands and saving it from plunging into perpetual night.
The return of Ji Ningshuang and the spell cast by Qin Luo caused the rapidly rising temperatures of the Everlands to abruptly drop.
The mortals, who had feared the apocalypse was near, finally breathed easier as they witnessed the high temperatures subsiding.
"You've really got a knack for this, kid. You even managed to bring back that icy, tough-to-talk-to girl."
In the shadows, Tan Xiaotian gave Yu Yuan a thumbs-up, speaking with a hint of envy, "She's delved into the ice magic in the Dark Realm and you've even taken her to the Dragon Slaying Stage to grasp the bloodline mysteries of the frost wyrm."
"The creation of the Wintermaw was a collaborative effort between the Seven-Colored Dragon and the frost wyrm. Her ability to manipulate the Wintermaw and accelerate the flow of ice energy demonstrates her extraordinary insight."
"Indeed, she is the superior choice. As the Ice Goddess of the Everlands, she ought to take on the responsibility of cooling things down."
"But..."
The Demon Lord hesitated, then added, "She is affiliated with the Sword Sect."
"And what of it?" Yu Yuan's lips curled into a slight smile.
"It's of no consequence. I'd be pleased if you could handle Han Miaoyuan." Tan Xiaotian laughed heartily, clapping his hands. "He's looked out for me in the past, so it wouldn't be right for me to act against him. But after years of battling for the Everlands, I've more than repaid any debt of gratitude."
"Heh, from what I see, the only ones your Boulderdawn Sect needs to worry about are him and that individual from Shadow's Keep."
"They were the masterminds behind the fall of your Boulderdawn Sect. Everyone else was just there to support them in battle. Those who accompanied them either perished on the battlefield or later died fighting the peak warriors of the Otherkin during the extraterrestrial campaign."
"The only enemies left alive are him and the Dark Phoenix. If he falls, I can accept a new leader for the human race."
Tan Xiaotian allowed himself to fantasize about Han Miaoyuan's demise.
Cao Jiaze, trailing slightly behind, arrived just in time to catch Tan Xiaotian's remark. He quickly halted the floating palace, conjured by the Mark of the Celestials, his face a picture of awkwardness.
"What good does it do for you to follow me?"
Tan Xiaotian shot him a look, then turned his attention to the enigmatic magic diagram above the palace and huffed, "Lin Yue, I'm aware that you and your cohorts are monitoring this place through the Mark of the Celestials and can hear what I'm saying."
"So I'd like to know, did Han ever consider rescuing me when I was trapped in the City of Light?"
"If his Banner of Duality had shown up there, my dark energy would have been significantly boosted, and I wouldn't have been so hard-pressed."
"What, did he think it didn't matter because the City of Light couldn't destroy me?"
"While I was out there fighting tooth and nail, Zhu Zhenlin died, and many dark adepts from the Devil Palace too. What did he do for me?"
"My curse for his early demise, isn't it justified?"
Despite being under the watchful eyes of cultivators from all over, this defiant and reckless dark lord remained unabashedly bold.
His grievances against Han Miaoyuan were laid bare for all to see.
Cao Jiaze, along with the cultivators of the Ebon Star observing through the Mark of the Celestials, were rendered silent by his tirade.
They were at a loss for words.
"I..."
In the pitch-black darkness, Mo Baichuan, perched atop the Forge of the Sun, let out a sudden, soft exclamation.
Within the shadows, Mo Baichuan felt the gaze of a power capable of piercing through the gloom. The Earthfire meridians within him resonated with the shrouded Fireheart Mountains, instantly reuniting!
The darkness could no longer touch him.
Whoosh!
Mo Baichuan descended to the bottom of the furnace, which promptly sealed shut. A sphere of dark energy that had infiltrated the furnace was instantly ignited.
Sizzle!
Inside the furnace, the dark energy was consumed by the fierce flames, eradicating the dark will of Tan Xiaotian.
"Mo Baichuan!"
"Serpentflame!"
Amidst the profound darkness, aside from Demon Lord Tan Xiaotian, another entity emerged, prompting both Tan Xiaotian and Yu Yuan to cry out.
Tan Xiaotian felt an anomaly; Mo Baichuan, a mere practitioner of the Unbound Realm, had shattered part of the dark magic he had woven within the Fireheart Mountains!
Without his consent, the tripod furnace materialized in the darkness, visible to Yu Yuan, Cao Jiaze, Zu Ann, and the others ensnared by the shadows.
This defied logic; it was a power Mo Baichuan should not possess!
"Serpentflame!"
Yu Yuan, who could not see Mo Baichuan, only the furnace, felt a jolt in his spirit.
The furnace, crafted by the Demon God Bertain, bore a fire circle etched into its inner walls, mirroring the burning patterns of the Earthfire.
The furnace's current anomaly suggested the intervention of an additional force, lending aid to Mo Baichuan.
Whoosh!
The furnace plummeted into the magma pool where Mo Baichuan was cultivating, rapidly descending into the depths.
Yu Yuan watched intently as the furnace cut through the oppressive darkness, reaching the inferno that could scorch the soul itself!
As the furnace touched the sea of flames, the Earthfire hidden beneath the mountain range erupted into a frenzy.
Oranges, scarlets, and deep reds, the flames—like Flame Spirits—clung to the outer walls of the Forge of the Sun, and soon after, legendary spirit animals of fire leapt forth from the furnace's fiery embrace.
Vermillion Bird, fire dragon, Fire Kylin, phoenix, flamingo! These mythical creatures of flame, harbingers of fortune or disaster, were animated by the will of the earthfire and shaped by its formidable power. Within the seething core of the Earthfire, these magical fire spirit animals lunged at President Lyi. Having refined the essence of Sunsilver, President Lyi had transformed into something more than human. His eyes had become orbs of gold and silver, encapsulating the rules of Sunsilver.
With a swift motion, strands of gold and silver unfurled into Divine Weapons, slashing at the elegant Vermillion Birds and the raging fire dragons and Fire Kylin. This was President Lyi's defiance against the will of the Earthfire. Any living creature that wasn't of Sunsilver origin would have been reduced to ashes in the presence of the Earthfire.
Yet, President Lyi stood unscathed, boldly confronting the Earthfire's dominion. "Melt Furnace!" A new voice echoed within President Lyi's mind. A radiant orb, marked with the Sunsilver rule, illuminated his chest, showcasing his mastery over all things Sunsilver. The Forge of the Sun, where Mo Baichuan lay concealed, resonated with the voice.
The furnace soared towards President Lyi! This very furnace, crafted by the Demon God Bertain in years past, was now drawn to President Lyi's power, as it too was wrought of metal. But as it passed the myriad Emberfiends and spirit animals, the fire magic concealed within underwent a sudden transformation.
Mo Baichuan's chest was awash with blood, his vital lifeblood forcibly extracted and absorbed by the fire magic. The fire circle, secretly etched by Bertain and now reinforced by Mo Baichuan's lifeblood, was tightly gripped by the will of the Earthfire.
With a thunderous crash, the Serpentflame collided uncontrollably with President Lyi's Sunsilver Body. The Emberfiends swarmed, entwining his peculiar form, and began to infiltrate his mind. A spectral figure emerged. "Jihui! I sheltered you when you were young, and now you dare betray me!" Space rifts attempted to tear open, but were incinerated by the Earthfire before they could fully form, and the ghost itself was consumed by the flames of the Earthfire.
The soul of a supreme being was the only known entity capable of enduring the flames of Earthfire.
The Origin Deity was among the mightiest when it came to matters of the soul and was also a master of space magic. However, since his soul no longer had the protection of President Lyi's Sunsilver armor, it wouldn't last much longer.
He was on the brink of being consumed by the raging Earthfire, reduced to nothingness.
"Betrayal? Let's not use such harsh words. We were merely allies. As for you, your schemes in this world have come to naught, and with Bertain dispatched to the Abyss, our partnership is effectively dissolved."
A green-black flag emerged amidst the tumultuous Earthfire, instantly engulfing the soul of the Origin Deity.
