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The sudden upheaval caused the figures who had rushed into the passage to be completely annihilated in an instant.
Those who had been about to charge in were horrified and hastily stopped themselves. Yet, some were too late—pushed forward by those surging from behind, they were knocked straight into the inferno. So, shrill screams of agony once again echoed throughout the hall.
Outside the grand hall, chaos erupted once more.
The commotion lasted for a while before it finally subsided. Many exchanged uneasy glances; the greed in their eyes faded, replaced by a sobering sense of caution in the face of death. Some even began to tremble with fear, choosing to distance themselves far from the passage.
After that brief farce, the powerful ones who had been coldly observing finally began to take action. Though the Fire Path was perilous, it wasn't to the extent of being truly fatal to them. After watching quietly for so long, they had already gauged the extent of its danger.
That—was the true purpose of cannon fodder.
Countless torrents of Dou Qi erupted skyward, swirling around their bodies and forming layers of glowing shields before surging toward the Fire Path.
This time, when the flaming pillars struck them, they did not instantly burn the intruders to ashes. Instead, the fierce flames clashed and hissed against the surging Dou Qi barriers. Taking advantage of this resistance, those strong individuals swiftly darted deeper into the Fire Path.
Of course, some were less fortunate—either their Dou Qi ran dry, or they were simply unlucky—and they were quickly devoured by the flames.
"Hehe, Mr. Wei, little friend Xiao Yan, we shall take our leave first."
Seeing that some had already begun entering and advancing through the Fire Path, Tang Zhen chuckled and flicked his sleeve. A low, resonant dragon's roar suddenly echoed through the air.
Brilliant silver flames surged forth, spreading in all directions. Within that boundless blaze, nine silver fire dragons faintly appeared, coiling and intertwining as they encircled Tang Zhen and the Burning Flame Valley group.
In the next instant, they were borne forward by the fiery dragons, diving straight into the blazing Fire Path.
"Nine Dragon Lightning Flame." Wei Yang raised an eyebrow slightly, murmuring softly.
The Nine Dragons Fire Control Technique was originally created based on the Nine Dragon Lightning Flame. That familiar sensation—it truly was of the same lineage.
The Nine Dragon Lightning Flame, ranked twelfth on the Heavenly Flame Ranking, was the inherited sacred flame of Burning Flame Valley!
Its color was pure silver, and when it blazed, faintly visible within were nine silver dragons weaving and circling through the fire.
This flame had been passed down through the Burning Flame Valley for hundreds of years. Each generation of valley masters had left indelible blood and soul imprints within its fiery core.
Unless one cultivated Burning Flame Valley's core technique, Green Profound Serene Flame Technique, even obtaining the Nine Dragon Lightning Flame would be useless—no one else could truly subdue it.
When it burned, it exuded draconic might, capable of suppressing the soul itself.
The silver flames danced gently as nine tiny fire dragons wove in and out, brimming with a sentient vitality. From within them radiated faint traces of dragon's might, pressing upon the soul, filling one's heart with an instinctive sense of awe.
Recalling the sensation that Nine Dragon Lightning Flame had once given him, Wei Yang nodded to himself.
As expected of the Nine Dragon Lightning Flame—its nature as a thunder flame made it extraordinarily fierce and explosive, and it possessed a powerful suppressive effect against soul power.
Thunder flame—wild and destructive.
One could even call it a lesser version of the Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame.
"Let's go as well."
Composing himself, Wei Yang waved his hand.
Instantly, a tide of black flames roared forth, forming into a blazing black sun that enveloped Qing Lin and Ah Da.
(To avoid drawing attention from the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan, Qing Lin had already stored Du Jiao within her Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils Space. After all, her current battle strength was insignificant to Wei Yang.)
The black sun rose into the air, carrying Wei Yang and his companions as it shot rapidly into the Fire Path. Seeing this, Xiao Yan smiled faintly, then lifted Zi Yan into his arms.
Roooar~
A purple-brown flame erupted from his body, transforming into a coiling dragon of fire that wound protectively around them.
Boom!
The fire dragon wrapped around Xiao Yan and Zi Yan surged forward with domineering might, cutting through the chaotic crowd like a fiery comet before plunging straight into the searing Fire Path, chasing after the black sun ahead.
As these few entered, many other strong individuals who had been hesitating could no longer restrain themselves. With Heavenly Flames protecting them, wasn't that outright cheating?
At once—
Swish! Swish! Swish!
One after another, powerful figures emanating vast auras, shrouded in surging Dou Qi, rushed into the Fire Path.
Inside the Fire Path, the black sun sped swiftly forward.
The temperature here was terrifyingly high.
The surrounding crimson rocks glowed red-hot, as though about to melt. Below, boiling magma surged upward like a fountain, spraying violently into the air. Molten lava surged violently below, and the blazing fragments hidden within it carried astonishing destructive power.
If one wasn't careful and their Dou Qi defense was pierced, that single instant would be enough to have their body riddled with holes. However, what was troublesome for others, posed no difficulty at all for Wei Yang.
With the Black Sun protecting them, neither the lava nor the eerie blue flames that shot out from all directions could pose any threat. Instead, those eerie blue fires would often vanish mysteriously upon touching the surface of the Black Sun, as though being devoured.
In this environment, Wei Yang could fight endlessly without any depletion—in fact, the longer it went on, the stronger he became.
Inside the fiery tunnel, many other experts were charging forward with all their might. Their surging Dou Qi covered their entire bodies, leaving no gap, resisting the flames, magma, and intense heat.
Although they managed to press forward, their appearances were quite miserable—none could compare to the ease shown by Wei Yang, Tang Zhen, or Xiao Yan. The power of Heavenly Flames was now fully displayed.
The strange blue flames spraying out seemed to have a bizarre melting effect on Dou Qi. During the clash between the two, their Dou Qi consumption rate was far beyond what anyone had expected.
At this rate, even a Dou Zong expert wouldn't be able to hold out for long. As these people struggled forward through the blazing heat, they soon noticed Tang Zhen's group wrapped in nine silver fire dragons easily sweeping past.
Not long after, a black sun flashed by in an instant.
Before they could recover from their shock, a violet-brown fire dragon barreled through violently, surging straight ahead.
"That was the legendary Nine Dragon Lightning Flame just now!"
"That black sun—wasn't it the Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame?"
"That violet fire dragon… could that be the Three Thousand Burning Flame?"
For a time, all of their eyes were filled with disbelief and envy—tinged with jealousy.
Heavenly Flames! Damn it!
Whoosh!
The Black Sun flew at an astonishing speed. In just a few short minutes, it had already overtaken many experts who had entered earlier. Yet, even now, there was still no end in sight to this fiery tunnel.
"As expected of a ruins left by a Dou Sheng, this Fire Path is truly this long… looks like a lot of people are doomed, hehe."
Hearing this, Ah Da couldn't help but cackle maliciously, clearly gloating over their misfortune.
A Dou Sheng's Ruins was never something just anyone could enter. This single entryway alone had already eliminated more than ninety percent of the participants.
Those below the level of Dou Zong were practically walking to their deaths—reduced to ash in the blink of an eye. Even the stronger ones who barely managed to enter the passage were mostly as good as finished.
Such a long and grueling tunnel—those who could reach the end might be one in ten, if that.
Wei Yang chuckled and shook his head, raising his hand lightly. A few wisps of blue flame drifted toward him, gathering into a thumb-sized cluster that floated in his palm.
"This flame…" Wei Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured, "How strange. Its power isn't weak either. It can actually melt Dou Qi… is this a naturally formed flame or some kind of beast flame?"
"Never heard of it before. It seems that in ancient times, many things were buried beneath the dust of history."
A flame capable of melting Dou Qi—those without Heavenly Flame protection who tried to brute-force their way through with Dou Qi alone were truly doomed.
Given how long this passage was, only the most powerful could possibly make it through relying solely on Dou Qi—such people would be extremely rare.
"I'll collect some and study it later."
With that thought, Wei Yang moved his mind slightly.
Immediately, several streams of blue flame that had been devoured by the Black Sun gathered together in his palm. Before long, a blue fireball the size of a human head floated before him. He then wrapped it in black flame and spatial power, sealing it within a jade bottle and storing it away.
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