Forced by the demonic might, the Moyun Cave Lord had to speed up his digging. As the surface soil was unearthed, the roots beneath the Glaze Treasure Tree gradually beca visible.
"Huh?"
The Moyun Cave Lord was surprised as he scraped away the surface soil and looked at the soil layer below.
Pieces of glaze, in a variety of colors, lay deep in the stratum.
The roots of the Glaze Treasure Tree were like veins, extending downward from those multicolored glazes.
Seeing this scene, Luo Chen could no longer suppress the excitent in his heart.
"As expected, this is the legendary Glaze Fire Fir. And wherever the Glaze Fire Fir grows, there must be Glazed Fire!"
Over the years, Luo Chen had never stopped reading literature.
These texts were not limited to cultivation techniques; they also included dicinal scriptures, alchemy manuals, artifact refining guides, and even more tales about local customs that recorded various resources.
Although such miscellaneous texts might not always be correct, they indeed broadened Luo Chen’s horizons and knowledge.
At his current age of 160, in terms of "being erudite," he was by no ans inferior to seasoned Golden Core cultivators.
In fact, due to his extensive and comprehensive reading, he was even one step ahead!
Therefore, at the first sight of the Glaze Fire Fir, while the Moyun Cave Lord rely considered it a fire-attribute plant, Luo Chen discerned its origin and the essential conditions for its environnt from outward appearances to inner causes.
Glazed Fire!
An ancient myth ntioned a sourceless fire.
Legend says, in ancient tis, there was a mountain, entirely crystalline, visibly clear from the outside, nad Beryl Mountain.
Inside lived a sourceless fire; any living being touched by it would be burnt into glaze.
That Beryl Mountain, no one dared approach it, even the mighty Savage Beast, did not dare confront its sharpness.
Sadly, over ti with constant change, Beryl Mountain vanished without a trace.
But the na of the sourceless fire that could turn people into glaze was preserved.
It was the Glazed Fire!
"There must be one below here!"
Luo Chen took a deep breath, and the mont the Moyun Cave Lord jubilantly pulled out the Glaze Fire Fir, he slapped his palm on the ground.
"Demon Monarch, what are you doing?" Moyun Cave Lord was taken aback.
Luo Chen rebounded, looking at the fragnts in his hand, and furrowed his brow slightly.
Then, he soared skyward, raising one palm high.
Suddenly, he swooped down.
With boundless strength and surging qi-blood, it was the Mountain Demolishing Form from the Seven Scatter Hand!
Buzz!
A dull boom echoed in the void.
The next mont, in the Moyun Cave Lord’s and Tai Sui’s horror, they watched as the mountain, originally bearing the Glaze Fire Fir, began to rumbles and shake.
Large chunks of soil fell from the skin of the mountain.
Revealing a series of dazzling glazes reflecting a fiery red glow.
Those glazes, under the violent impact of the Mountain Demolishing Form, were continuously cracking.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
...
In just a few breaths, the once crystalline mountain was fragnted, filled with cracked patterns.
Luo Chen snorted coldly and stomped hard with his foot!
The next mont, the mountain beneath his feet, like a sandpile castle, scattered with a crash.
"As expected, it’s here!"
With a glance, Luo Chen saw in the center where the glaze had scattered, a dazzling fla was floating.
"Unfortunately, its order is not high, only around the Second Order."
Luo Chen showed a look of regret, but then imdiately perked up.
"Second Order is fine; it just makes it convenient for to subdue. If it were a bit higher, that would be troubleso."
As one of the Mountain Sea Realm’s most dangerous sourceless fires from ancient tis, even the Third and Fourth Orders are very tricky; the Second Order is relatively easier to subdue.
Having lost the protection of the treasure mountain, the fla seed to sense so danger and was about to burst out.
At this mont, a pressure akin to the might of the heavens and the earth descended from above.
Senluo Fire Prison enveloped a hundred feet.
Within it, Luo Chen opened his mouth and exhaled, and the Prosperity and Decline True Fire joyfully flew out.
The cyan fla netted it.
Feeling the danger, the glaze fla suddenly flared up intensely.
Wherever it passed, the cyan flas began to solidify inch by inch, burning into pieces of glaze.
But the absolute suppression of orders made such resistance appear as futile as shaking a tree.
The Prosperity and Decline True Fire overwhelmingly enveloped the Glaze Fla.
Luo Chen sat cross-legged on the fragnted mountain, activating the "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra" to speed up the devouring of the fire.
All this, though lengthy in narration, in actuality from Luo Chen’s strike, to breaking the mountain, to devouring the fla, it was no more than a few breaths.
The Moyun Cave Lord and Tai Sui watched this scene, their eyelids twitching wildly.
"What is he doing?" The Moyun Cave Lord was perplexed.
Tai Sui replied hoarsely, "He seems to be using an Original Source True Fire to refine that sourceless fire."
The Moyun Cave Lord’s pupils dilated, in utter disbelief.
"How is that possible? Our True Fire is unique, how can it mingle with other external things? Is he courting death?"
Tai Sui’s tone was slow, his expression utterly shocked.
"Nothing is impossible; soone has done it before."
"Who?"
Tai Sui fixed his gaze on Luo Chen, "What do you think this Five Elents Heaven is for? And why is it nad as a prison?"
The Moyun Cave Lord’s heart raced, "Are you suggesting that the Refining Heaven Demon Monarch did sothing similar? Even arranged such a place to rear nurous sourceless fires for convenient devouring and refining?"
Perhaps seeing a familiar scene triggered more mories from Tai Sui’s remnants.
He seed sowhat dazed, muttering words incomprehensible to the Moyun Cave Lord.
"Nine Refinents thod... Beacon Fire Wolf Smoke..."
Later, he gazed blankly around, "These are nothing but leftovers from what the True Monarch used."
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