Chapter 585 - 594: Fusion

"What do we do now?" the Taiyi Pavilion Elder asked, his brow furrowed.

Lim Tian said, "I’ll go to the Dayan Dynasty. You stay here and wait. This time, we must kill him, no matter what. We have to eradicate this problem once and for all."

"Alright, we’ll do as Elder Lim says."

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While the outside world was thrown into chaos over the Evil Land in the Desert North, the magma beneath Sheng City was also in a violent uproar. Violet-gold flames danced with the fiery magma, coiling into every corner above the molten rock, endlessly rising and burning.

The entire space above the magma was like a giant furnace. The air was so scorching hot that if an ordinary expert were to take even a single breath, they would likely burst into a fireball on the spot.

The Qilin’s Origin Fire had turned this place into a land of death.

Amidst the endless flames, a figure in white gave off an aura of impending death, as if about to be completely consumed.

In front of Wen Qingye, the One Thought Sword floated, emitting an intensely brilliant light that completely blocked the raging flames, preventing them from even touching his body.

It was Qing Ruo’ai, the Sword Spirit, protecting his body.

Meanwhile, within Wen Qingye’s Sea of Consciousness, the illusory Qilin formed from the Origin Fire opened its massive maw. A brilliant, violet-gold torrent of fire surged toward Wen Qingye, as if intending to incinerate him on the spot.

A sword materialized in Wen Qingye’s hand. With one slash, the world seemed to shift. He cleaved the violet-gold flames in two, and they slowly dissipated to either side.

BOOM! BOOM!

Huge pillars of violet-gold fire spewed from the illusionary Qilin’s mouth. Wherever the violet-gold flames passed through the Sea of Consciousness, ripples spread out.

ROAR!

The illusionary Qilin, seeing that its attacks were still unable to incinerate Wen Qingye, became extremely agitated. It opened its massive maw and let out a furious roar.

After that, no matter what tactic it tried, the man before it always managed to neutralize the attack. Though he clearly wasn’t having an easy time, the Qilin was still completely unable to harm him.

In this Sea of Consciousness, Wen Qingye could only get a rough sense of the passage of time; he couldn’t calculate it with any precision.

The Qilin’s Origin Fire gradually began to feel a hint of dread, a growing unease. After all, this was Wen Qingye’s Sea of Consciousness. His power was constantly replenished, while its own was weakening by the day. Sooner or later, it would be completely depleted.

It seemed Wen Qingye was intentionally waiting for that exact moment.

ROAR!

As its body weakened, its roars grew fainter and fainter. Seeing this, a sharp glint flickered in Wen Qingye’s eyes.

’Now, it’s my turn!’

Wen Qingye leaped forward and thrust his sword out. In that instant, a fierce aura swept out like a storm!

ROAR!

Seeing Wen Qingye charge forward, the eyes of the illusory Qilin turned bloodshot. It let out a furious roar that exploded like a thunderclap within the Sea of Consciousness.

Immediately, the swirling violet-gold flames erupted violently, transforming into countless ferocious serpents of fire that roared and charged viciously toward Wen Qingye.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The Fire Pythons exploded against Wen Qingye’s body, sending out continuous, terrifyingly hot shockwaves. A sea of fire completely submerged the spot where he had just been standing.

AOOO!

Witnessing the ferocity of its own attack, the illusory Qilin let out a great roar and fixed its eyes on the sea of fire before it.

But before it could even breathe a sigh of relief, it watched in horror as a figure slowly strode out from the sea of fire. Bathed in the glow of the surrounding flames, he looked like a Fire God descending.

Wen Qingye lifted his sword. As if sensing its terrifying power, the surrounding flames scattered wildly, not daring to stand in his way.

RUMBLE!

He slashed down with his sword, the hem of his robes dancing in the gale. The entire Sea of Consciousness trembled violently, the power vast and limitless.

The eyes of the illusory Qilin widened in shock. It stared, stunned, at the beam of Sword Aura that seemed to tear the sky apart. At that moment, it knew it could no longer block any of Wen Qingye’s attacks.

BAM!

Then, with a sharp CRACK, the trace of Origin Fire shattered into countless tiny fragments.

The trace of Origin Fire was annihilated by the Sword Aura and dissipated into nothingness. But where it had been, a single wisp of violet-gold flame continued to burn.

That wisp of violet-gold flame was dazzling, captivating, and utterly mesmerizing as it flickered in the depths of Wen Qingye’s Sea of Consciousness.

This was the Origin Fire hidden within the Holy Beast Qilin’s Qi Sea.

The ninth-ranked of the Supreme Origin Fire Seeds.

The violet-gold flame was reflected in Wen Qingye’s eyes as he reached out to grasp it.

HISS!

The wisp of violet-gold Origin Fire was incredibly sentient; it shot directly toward Wen Qingye.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The magma, the Sea of Consciousness—everything began to boil over.

ROAR!

A colossal roar resounded as the entire cavern of magma exploded in a riotous upheaval. Countless violet-gold flames began to rage uncontrollably.

Violet-gold flames filled the entire magma cavern. As the flames surged, the terrifying temperature climbed even higher, becoming so scorching that even space itself seemed to warp and distort.

If the One Thought Sword hadn’t been protecting Wen Qingye’s body, he would have long since been reduced to a pile of ash, even having cultivated the Five Elements Body Refining Technique.

Suddenly!

A giant, illusory Qilin appeared, standing above the magma. It exuded a primal and boundless aura, its huge eyes gazing down at Wen Qingye below.

Suspended in the air, the violet-gold on the Qilin’s body grew deeper and more profound. Each and every one of its scales became so vivid it looked utterly real.

That was a true Qilin!

A true Holy Beast from the primordial era!

The legendary Beast King, born at the dawn of time!

Wen Qingye stood perfectly still. His body didn’t move in the slightest, and even his breathing became inaudibly faint. If not for the thread of life force still coiling around him, anyone would have mistaken him for a lifeless corpse.

The next instant!

The ancient, boundless Qilin phantom moved its four hooves, stepping toward Wen Qingye. When it touched his body, the Qilin’s phantom slowly dissipated, seemingly flowing directly into Wen Qingye’s body.

Wen Qingye felt his qi and blood churn, and he couldn’t help but sit down cross-legged, becoming as still as an old monk in his final meditation.

At that moment, tiny wisps of violet-gold flame began to seep out from the pores of his skin. Like small vines, they wrapped around his body, tempering his skin, muscles, and even his bones in a strange, transformative process.