Jacob was shocked when he heard this unexpected secret. Immortika had never told him about this particular detail before, and now that he knew, he was seething with killing intent and apprehension.
"Angelic Races? Could Vortigash be a Zodiac Enforcer? After all, that’s the only way he can enter the Middle Plains with a Divine Fla unless he had a Universal Godly Scripture, which I’m sure he didn’t have." Jacob revealed what ca to his mind and sought Immortika’s confirmation.
"Hehe, do you really believe that guy is a Zodiac Enforcer?"Immortika questioned in return.
Jacob’s eyes flickered as he thought about the last ti he encountered the Zodiac Enforcer, and instantly rejected the idea of Vortigash being one since he was too weak. Granted, Vortigash had a Divine Fla, but he wasn’t using it to its full potential, and his Jinx worked on him with only the cursed mana he had.
"Then who the hell is he?" Jacob was frustrated.
"That’s for you to find out. Didn’t you already capture him?"Immortika teased.
Jacob no longer wasted his breath on asking again since he knew he wouldn’t get anything out of the eccentric book.
Jacob then changed the topic and asked about sothing else, which was equally important, "What about the Yang Fla? Is it also a Divine Fla? But since that guy already had a Divine Fla, why would he go after the Yang Fla, and he said sothing like the Yang Fla being a treasure of his clan before it was stolen for them?"
"No, Yang Fla is not a Divine Fla. Didn’t I already tell you? The Yin Ice and Yang Fla are extrely rare materials that can be used in different ways. The biggest benefit is that they can evolve magic cores and turn into an elent and a law.
"Since you already had acquired the Yin Ice and evolved your Water Magic Core into Yin Magic Core, you are in possession of the Yin elent and can tap into Yin Law. However, as you have already experienced, the Yin elent isn’t easy to handle, even with your current body, you can utilize its full power because it’s highly unstable, just like a Divine Fla.
"The sa goes for the Yang Fla; it’s also unstable, and if you try to use it, the result would be the sa as using the Yin Ice. That’s why you need the Yang Fla to stabilize the Yin Ice, creating a harmony between Yin and Yang elents.
"However, both Yin Ice and Yang Fla are extrely rare, even more rare than Divine Flas because of their universally defying nature. Acquiring the Yin Ice was a stroke of luck, and now you have also found the Yang Fla; not even the Gods have such luck. So, you should be grateful and happy about them, not sulking."
Jacob was speechless, as he wanted to retort, but couldn’t find any words, since Immortika’s words made sense, and he had personally experienced the power of Yin Ice.
Furthermore, Jacob knew Immortika had done sothing to help him absorb the Yin Ice after the latter took over his body last ti. If he were to do it, he might not even succeed.
’Yang Fla and Yin Ice can help evolve magic cores and can even be used in creating treasures of unknown powers. Then could it be that Vortigash wants the Yang Fla because it can also be used with the Divine Fla in so way?
’But then why didn’t his clan use it before it got stolen? It makes no sense at all. Moreover, given how important the Yang Fla is, why would they give it to him and take it all the way to the Middle Plains? Lastly, how did he enter the Middle Plains and know the Yang Fla was here and able to track it through ...’
There were so many loopholes in Vortigash’s presence that Jacob couldn’t even bother to think about them. Nonetheless, as Immortika had said, he had already captured Vortigash, and extracting information from him now depended on Jacob’s skills and determination.
Now that so of his questions had been answered, Jacob looked ahead at the pathway and moved forward before issuing Immortika a command, "Alert if sothing unexpected appears."
The mont Jacob stepped through the pitch-black pathway, a wave of scorching heat surged around him—yet it wasn’t wild or hostile like before. It felt ceremonial, like a mysterious presence acknowledging his passage.
The darkness lifted like a burning mist, revealing a vast, circular chamber that glowed with a golden-red light.
Jacob’s eyes flickered as he took in the sheer majesty of the place. The air shimred with barely-contained fiery energy, so dense that even breathing felt like inhaling power.
A ring of titanic fla-forged columns held up a ceiling covered in mystical firelight, flickering like stars trapped behind translucent gold glass.
Each of those columns was carved with ancient murals—so animated, so still—depicting a figure Jacob had never seen before.
A being of both grandeur and desolation, crowned in solar fla, cloaked in robes made of burning skies and stars. His face was never shown, always hidden beneath a helm of blazing horns or masked by fire itself.
But every mural showed him wielding flas that seed to reshape worlds—consuming creatures, taming monsters, or igniting cosmos.
At his feet in those murals were the sa Fla Acolytes Jacob had fought—Ashflare Nyza, Tempest Vaeliar, Solar Tharnak, and others—kneeling or rising with fla tokens in their hands, as if granted power by this unknown Fla God.
So images depicted battle scenes, while others were ritualistic. One mural even showed the Fla God walking into a black void holding two swords—one sword burning in golden flas and the other in crimson flas.
Jacob’s eyes stopped at this image for a while before he looked deeper into the hall. As he walked, the flas grew quieter. It was like fire held its breath here.
In the center of the grand hall, illuminated by a shaft of falling mystical firelight, were two things.
Atop a rune-forged dais stood two fla-bound swords.
They floated in the air, crossed at the hilt, as if resting after an eternal battle. Their aura was stifling—not in hostility, but in sheer presence.
One sword blazed radiant gold, forged with solar lines, its blade etched with angular sigils that pulsed like molten veins. It exuded destructive heat, as if it were born from the heart of a collapsing sun. Its na shimred faintly beside it: Sun-Eater Fang
The second sword radiated deep crimson, coiled in inward-spiraling wisps of ember mist. The sigils along its edge were circular, almost hypnotic. It carried a silent wrath—a weapon forged not to burn, but to consu.
Its na: Cinder Shade Fang
Together, they emanated a heartbeat—a twin pulse of outward fury and inward erasure.
But it wasn’t all. Carved into the floor beneath the blades was an ancient symbol: a golden-red Yin-Yang Fla Mandala, inscribed with layers of Fire Law and an unknown imprint.
There were also words written in flas: Inheritance of the Blazing Fla Celestial Demon.
"Only one who has overco the Acolytes and carries Fla-Will may claim my Fangs and Legacy.
"Failure will result in soul incineration."
Jacob was shocked when he saw those regal words, and his gaze flickered. "So, this is the inheritance that voice ntioned...Blazing Fla Celestial Demon!"
Jacob’s eyes were fixed on those twin swords, and he couldn’t help but look at those murals. Now he knew that mysterious figure in the murals and master of those Fla Acolytes was none other than the Blazing Fla Celestial Demon.
Other than this inheritance, a few steps away, encased in an orb of transparent cosmic crystal, floated the Yang Fla.
No larger than a human head, it burned like a miniature galaxy. Its core pulsed with golden-white light, surrounded by threads of fiery orange, vermilion streaks, and dazzling violet sparks—each one curling in slow, infinite spirals.
It looked less like fire and more like a living concept of expansion, a force of vitality and creation masquerading as fla.
When Jacob laid his eyes on the Yang Fla, the Yin Ice within his core stirred violently, startling him!
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