I conquer the immortal with my strength.

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There was no explosion when the flames fell.

There was no momentum.

But wherever it went—

The space was scorched and slightly distorted.
The turmoil caused by the power of the Great Dao was instantly calmed down.

It's as if all resistance shouldn't exist in the first place.

The expressions of Cang Xun and the other two changed drastically at the same time.

They discovered that their proud power of the Great Dao was being stripped away layer by layer before this heavenly fire, as if it were being peeled off.

"Do not--!"

The scream had barely escaped its lips when it was swallowed up by the heavenly fire.

The dragon scales cracked.

The dragon's body was charred black.

The Dao runes appeared on his body, but then disintegrated one by one.

"True fire! This is the True Fire Dao!" Cang Xun's face turned deathly pale, and he felt utterly terrified.

An ordinary first-level Heavenly Realm cultivator can only be compared to a Golden Immortal in the Opening Realm.

Even if they are somewhat powerful, they can only be compared to those at the True Realm.

The Dutian that runs the True Fire Dao is the most top-tier Dutian. Even if it is only a first-level Dutian, or even if it has just been forged, it can still rival a Golden Immortal in the early stage of the Myriad Laws Realm.

Even the Dragon King of the Vast Abyss Sea could only look up to a Golden Immortal of the Myriad Laws Realm, so how could they possibly contend with him?

However, these top-tier Heavenly Realms almost exclusively existed in the ancient primordial era when all races possessed naturally powerful physiques. Later, with the rise of Qi cultivation and immortality practices, not only did the creation of the most advanced Heavenly Realms become extinct, but even ordinary Heavenly Realms were rarely forged.

Cang Xun and the others never dreamed that they would run into such a person today.

Only at this moment did Cang Xun fully realize how arrogant and presumptuous he had been to have designs on Xing Yi!

The fire quickly dissipated with the wind.

The three men, their bodies charred black, lay motionless on the ground.

At that moment, their hearts sank into an abyss, and they could no longer muster the courage to fight.
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at the same time.

Biyuan County, Qianzu Mountain.

Inside the main hall, Yue Huang, Tong Li, and Xing Yi were talking and waiting.

Only half a day had passed.

Just as Yue Huang picked up the spirit tea, before even taking a sip, his eyebrows twitched.

next moment.

The space in the main hall trembled slightly.

A streak of crimson light appeared silently, and Xia Daoming's figure had already appeared in the hall.

"You're back?" Yue Huang put down his teacup and asked subconsciously.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something, and his gaze sharpened.

The space around Xia Daoming rippled like water.

Three figures were directly "moved" out.

boom! boom! boom!
The three landed unsteadily, their breathing disordered—

Cang Xun, and his two direct Golden Immortal generals!

For a moment, the hall was deathly silent.

Yue Huang and the other two stood up almost simultaneously, their eyes scanning back and forth between the three of them, their faces filled with disbelief.

"A... a half-day?" Tong Li swallowed subconsciously.

They were just speculating and discussing how Xia Daoming would enter the Chijiang Dragon Palace to kill Cang Xun without alerting Immortal Lord Yuchao, and when he would return, when in the blink of an eye—

Cang Xun, a peak late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, along with two Golden Immortal generals, have actually been captured and brought back by Xia Daoming as if they were mere objects.
Capturing three Golden Immortals alive is far more difficult than directly killing them.

Cang Xun was no longer as arrogant as before.

He saw the situation in the main hall and realized that not only was Xingyi there, but there were also two other Golden Immortals present. He felt an intense hatred for Dongche Zhenjun.

Not to mention that the man in blue was so terrifying that even his father dared not provoke him, Xingyi could easily bring together two Golden Immortal disciples. How could this be considered having no background or connections?

"Senior!" Cang Xun suddenly knelt down, his voice filled with undisguised fear, "This humble immortal was blind and offended True Monarch Xingyi, a crime deserving of death! I beg you, Senior, to spare my life for the sake of my father, the Dragon King of Hanyuan Sea!"

"Your father's face?" Xia Daoming sneered and said, "Senior Cang Yuan has done me a favor, and Cang Ze is my personal disciple. If the time were not not yet ripe, I would have already stormed the Hanyuan Sea and taken your father's head!"

"What!" Upon hearing this, Cang Xun and the other two were terrified, utterly despondent, and collapsed to the ground, powerless.

Seeing this, Xia Daoming remained calm and pointed at the three of them. A beam of crimson light descended, as if the sky had suddenly closed.

Inside the main hall, the figures of Cang Xun and the other two vanished instantly.

next moment.

Within the Crimson Capital Heaven.

The fiery clouds hung low, and the world was silent.

Cang Xun and the other two reappeared on the crimson earth, feeling the burning heat beneath their feet, yet they couldn't muster the slightest thought of taking flight and escaping.

Just then, a figure appeared silently in front of them.

Dressed in black.

Holding the Ten Thousand Immortals Banner.

Ghostly flames surged beneath his feet like a tide, casting flickering light on the void.

Lord of the Netherworld Flame.

He stood on the crimson earth, like a judge from the underworld walking in the mortal world, his eyes, flickering with ghostly fire, looking down at the three of them.

"He voluntarily dispersed his spirit."

The voice of the Netherworld Flame Lord was cold and calm, without the slightest fluctuation of emotion.

"It also saves us from the suffering of soul refining."

"Netherworld Fire..."

The pupils of Cang Xun and the other two shrank sharply, their last shred of hope shattered at that moment.

Ghostly flames of the underworld are specifically designed to counter the primordial spirit.

Within the Crimson Heaven, they were bound by the Heavenly Dao's restrictions, and their lives were no longer in their own hands.

Under such circumstances, their souls would absolutely be unable to escape being burned, stripped away, and crushed bit by bit by the ghostly flames of the underworld.

A long silence followed.

Within the Crimson Capital, only the low hum of slowly swirling fiery clouds could be heard.

Finally, the fear and resentment in the eyes of the three gradually faded, replaced by an almost numb calm.

at this point.

Voluntarily dispersing one's soul becomes the last vestige of dignity.

Otherwise, in this world where life and death are determined by others, they might not even be able to retain the right to "seek death".

As for the dissipation of the soul, the loss of the physical body and the power of the Great Dao accumulated throughout a lifetime without any trace of the soul or consciousness, which would have been a free gift to the other party, they no longer thought about it.

Even if they don't disperse their souls and consciousness, and the Netherworld Ghost Fire slowly refines them, the outcome will be no different.

It only adds to the suffering.

soon.

All three closed their eyes at the same time.

My soul was shaken.

The next moment, the three golden immortal souls turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated from between their brows. In an instant, they were crushed and smoothed out by the power of heaven and earth of Chichen Capital.

Consciousness, utterly extinguished.

Almost the instant his soul dissipated—

On the crimson earth, streaks of fire suddenly lit up.

The fire patterns, as if alive, spread out from the ground and entangled the three golden immortal bodies that had lost their souls.

The essence blood of the dragon race and the blood of the half-ancestral dragon were gradually refined by the power of heaven and earth, transforming into crimson-gold blood light that slowly rose into the sky.

The power of the Great Dao that they had cultivated throughout their lives and concentrated within their physical bodies was also extracted and condensed into three small clusters of clear, liquid-like golden true essence.

True essence floats in the air.

A streak of fire flashed by.

They were sent to the majestic celestial palace suspended in the void.

Inside the Heavenly Palace, the divine soldiers had already returned to their places, and the furnace fires were burning brightly.

The Great Dao True Essence Pill is being refined.

　That concludes today's update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)