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Yuan Lianyao found herself in a void teeming with a myriad of flames, floating fire-infused rocks, Fire Crystals, and other unknown fire-related materials.

Thousands of fire stones and flames swirled around her, creating a mesmerizing display.

Her raised fire shield was forcefully struck down by Yu Yuan's eleventh-level Solar Spirit, causing countless fiery beings to vanish and her waist's star to shatter.

Massive rocks, glowing as if they were red-hot branding irons, filled the space around her.

At first glance, it seemed as though she was trapped by an array of fiery boulders, iron slabs, and Fire Crystals.

Yet, to all who observed her, it was clear that these incendiary stones, intense flames, and irons were actually a protective armor encasing her.

"That is the Earthfire, enveloping the Everlands."

"How terrifying!"

"They say such a being of extraordinary power is known as the Primal Anima, a direct embodiment of the Cosmic Order."

"Could they be the true deities?"

"..."

The powerhouses remaining in the Ashlands watched Yu Yuan's battle with the Blazing Fire with reverence.

They were intimidated by the sheer force displayed by the Blazing Fire, an incarnation of fire magic, which had taken over Yuan Lianyao's body, manifesting a destructive and earth-shattering presence.

Thankfully, Yuan Lianyao was not a prodigy like Tan Xiaotian or Lin Daoke.

Otherwise, the Blazing Fire would have been even more formidable and invincible.

"Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit has transcended even the highest Dark Phoenix and is on par with the Demon God Bertain."

The Uxthar Tree, rooted in the Phoenix Ashes, communicated with Chen Qinghuang through a special method, "I sense it. This is the kind of supreme divine power only the Titan Spinosaurus could wield."

The Azure Bird, perched on the divine tree, gazed impassively at Kaiya's devil soul.

"With his Solar Spirit here, there's no need for us to intervene."

Kaiya's devil soul ingested the exotic purple Shadowblooms, seemingly acquiring a tangible demonform. "We must safeguard the Ashlands."

"Everyone, keep your distance."

Yu Yuan's crystalline Solar Spirit, imbued with the profound meanings of various bloodlines, bellowed before pressing his other hand to Yuan Lianyao's forehead.

"Come forth!"

In his palm, a dark cauldron materialized, echoing with the wails of countless demons.

The cauldron's mouth was positioned directly over the space between Yuan Lianyao's eyebrows, nestled in the palm of a hand. Yu Yiyi, having summoned nearly a hundred thousand Banes, arranged them into a formation within the cauldron. The Crucible of Evil's abyssal mouth transformed into a well that ensnared countless devils, generating a soul-pulling force far more dreadful than Kaiya's earlier efforts.

Visible chains rapidly took shape at the cauldron's mouth, then slid down into its depths. Meanwhile, Yu Yuan's gaze remained fixed on the Demonic Vessel within the Everlands, as he shifted his power to his Solar Spirit. In doing so, Yu Yuan experienced a sudden revelation: the Primal Vitality and Primal Blood of the Dark Star were resonating with him, aligning with his intentions.

In the Origin Realm, the Primal Blood and Primal Vitality, sensing a threat, understood the dire consequences of their demise. The Blazing Fire, which should have allied with the Everlands' Primal Soul, had been corrupted by the Abyss, transforming into a relentless flame wielded by the Abyss, unleashing its power without restraint.

After detecting the ominous turn of events, the Primal Blood and Primal Vitality also began to respond to him. Yu Yuan's focus intensified.

"Soul Purgatory!"

In the Ashlands, the Mind Magic he had mastered was no longer warped by the Will of the Deep, allowing him to finally manifest it. With a mere thought, the Spirit Magic materialized. Chains, seemingly crafted from Soul Runes, emerged at the cauldron's mouth, pulled and propelled by innumerable devils and lost souls, causing the cauldron's pulling force to surge exponentially.

Some chains even connected with the Path of the Undead in the external world, infused with a mysterious arcane power by the Primal Vitality.

Boom!

As if the Eye of God had been unveiled, Yu Yuan could clearly see a mass of red fire being slowly extracted from the depths of Yuan Lianyao's psyche. At the heart of the fiery blaze stood a towering pillar, crackling with energy. Amidst the peculiar sounds, the crystalline pillar, mirroring Yuan Lianyao's own form, began to show fractures.

Yuan Lianyao's phantom, trapped within, was immobilized like a fly encased in red amber, utterly unable to move.

Her consciousness seemed to be encased in ice, numb to any pain, as she had completely lost herself.

This precarious state indicated that Yuan Lianyao's divine position was on the verge of shattering.

Her divine position, barely established due to her unstable level of cultivation, was inherently fragile. The relentless pressure from the blazing fire, extracting her potential and depleting the strength of her soul and body, meant that her soul would likely be scattered upon her death.

Once her Lunar Spirit, Solar Spirit, and primordial spirit were extinguished, only a pure essence of Soul Power remained.

All her memories and life experiences would vanish like wisps of smoke.

Should she perish in such a manner, her residual Soul Power, even if it entered the Wraithlands, would be nothing more than a strand within the Levi River, devoid of any chance to reawaken her spiritual wisdom.

Not even Yu Yuan, wielding the power of the Undead Lord, could refine a Lunar Spirit from within the Wraithlands.

Her chances for rebirth would be severed.

"Do you wish for her to live?"

The will of the blazing fire suddenly engulfed the burning expanse of the void. It seemed to sense Yu Yuan's emotions, using them to inform its decisions.

With its spiritual sense inhabiting Yuan Lianyao's body, it gazed down at the flames encircling her waist.

The hand holding the flame blade dipped slightly, the wrist turning deftly to stir a fiery arc with the blade, forged from the bones of a fire phoenix.

Inside the arc, blinding fire and lightning enveloped the 'essence of earthfire' that resembled molten lava.

With a crackle, the electrified flames, as if suddenly sentient, burst forth in all directions from its desiccated form.

Several pages of the Book of Time, under Zhong Chichen's control, were grazed by the fiery discharge, and the disordered space-time within them ignited into a conflagration.

"Loong Jie!"

Zhong Chichen exclaimed in shock.

"Rainbow Sage, at your service."

Loong Jie instantly shrank, transforming into a diminutive golden dragon. With his claws, glowing with divine brilliance, he delicately turned a page and entered the inner world of the Book of Time.

This golden dragon, impervious to both blade and flame, assisted Zhong Chichen in quelling the fiery sparks that had infiltrated the Book of Time, ensuring that its inner world did not succumb to cinders.

He was among the rare few who, in the face of such ferocious flames, dared to make contact.

"I can do that too..."

Loong Jie's dragon tail, swift as lightning, shot out from the Book of Time and thrust toward Yu Yuan's fire shield.

Clang!

The tail, rigid and golden like a lance, pierced straight into the base of the shield.

The golden dragon's inherent bloodline chain, the Sunsilver, dismantled President Lyi's metal within the shield and siphoned off some of its essence.

The fire shield suddenly became significantly weaker.

Yu Yuan struck down once more, and the once stable ground, formed by the fire shield, shattered, no longer able to encase Yuan Lianyao, who was imbued with the Blazing Fire.

Whoosh!

The Crucible of Evil, aimed at Yuan Lianyao's brow, intensified its suction. It pulled the burning flames and the divine pillar from within the flames, wrenching them out forcibly.

The spirit of the Blazing Fire, a vast source from the Everlands, along with Yuan Lianyao's primordial spirit, all plummeted into the Crucible of Evil.

In that instant.

The Everlands, ablaze like a massive fireball, seemed to lose its bearings. After a brief pause, it slowly ground to a halt.

"This can't be happening."

Han Miaoyuan, enshrouded by the Banner of Duality, furrowed his brow in deep thought amidst the inferno, struggling to come to terms with the situation.

He immediately reached out to the Will of the Everlands.

Shortly after, Lin Daoke emerged, sword in hand, stepping away from the fiery Everlands. He stood before the God-Kings of Boulderdawn and stated, "The human race of the Abyss should be free to soar through this world just as we do."

"I believe that's correct."

Lin Daoke made his stance clear.

He concurred with Jihui Han Miaoyuan and the Creator from the Abyss, who had rooted themselves in the Everlands, aspiring to gain a foothold in the Origin Realm.

"..."