Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

After raging through his body, the violent golden flames seemed to sense something and suddenly became docile. They stopped damaging his meridians and instead transformed into extremely pure warm currents, actively merging into Chen Fan's limbs and bones.

"What's going on?"

Chen Fan steadied his wavering mind in his sea of ​​consciousness and looked inward with some doubt and uncertainty.

He discovered that his ancient demonic body seemed to have a natural affinity for this flame that contained the ultimate fire elemental law.

Do not!

Or rather, it's not this physical body, but Chen Fan's very soul essence!

"Could it be because the golden bowl once refined innate fire essence, so even with a different body, its soul still retains a high degree of compatibility with the fire elemental laws?"

Chen Fan's mind raced, and he quickly guessed the key to it.

Now that the flames were no longer raging, he no longer had any scruples and immediately began to use the Blood Tempering Technique, which he had improved countless times.

"suck!"

He gave a low shout to himself.

As the Blood Tempering Technique operated wildly, the golden flames that had merged into his body seemed to have found an outlet.

It began to be assimilated into his bloodline at an astonishing speed.

But outside the home...

The dilapidated ancient bronze cauldron, which had been quietly burning with "undying golden flames," suddenly began to tremble violently.

"Buzz!"

On the body of the cauldron, the mottled green rust began to peel off in large areas, revealing the ancient and intricate crimson array patterns underneath.

Immediately afterwards, the golden flame in the cauldron, which was only the size of a lamp wick, seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly expanded, transforming into a dazzling golden pillar of fire that shot into the sky!

"What happened?"

The high priest's expression changed, and he suddenly took a step forward, unconsciously releasing the immense pressure of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator as he stared intently at the ancient bronze cauldron in the center of the altar.

This undying golden flame has been passed down in the Heavenly Fire Tribe for thousands of years, and such a riot has never occurred before!

"what!"

"puff!"

Just then, Chi Lie, Chi Xuan, and the burly young man, who were peacefully absorbing the light of inheritance, were...

At the same time, they let out a scream, spat out a mouthful of blood, and were directly blasted away by an invisible force, crashing heavily onto the edge of the altar.

The once dazzling golden and silver halos of inheritance above their heads were extinguished in an instant, like candles flickering in the wind.

"My legacy! My golden bloodline!" Chi Lie roared, his face filled with terror and resentment, ignoring the blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Shut up!"

The high priest shouted, his gaze not lingering on the three of them, but fixed on the figure on the west side of the altar.

There, Chen Fan remained seated cross-legged.

The golden pillar of fire that shot into the sky from the ancient bronze cauldron suddenly turned back in mid-air, cascading down on Chen Fan's head like a waterfall!

"This...this is..."

The high priest's usually stern and dignified face was now contorted with extreme shock. His dark red eyes were wide open, and his breathing became rapid.

The golden flames that poured down on Chen Fan did not burn him to ashes.

On the contrary, as the flames continued to be injected, the dark ink-colored scales that were originally peeling off Chen Fan's body began to regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The newly grown scales are no longer that inferior dark ink color, but a crystal clear, crimson red like the finest blood agate!

Not only that.

The black, curved horn on Chen Fan's head, which was originally only a foot long, grew longer and longer under the tempering of the flames.

It eventually transformed into a majestic demonic horn, over two feet long, covered with mysterious runes interwoven with gold and crimson.

What's most striking is the color of the flames.

As the Blood Tempering Technique circulated within Chen Fan's body, the originally dazzling golden flames began to gradually transform.

The golden light gradually faded, replaced by something pure and noble to the extreme!

Crimson red!

"Boom!"

When the first crimson flame ignited on Chen Fan's body, the entire Heavenly Fire Holy City trembled violently.

The towering Crimson Emperor statue, standing a thousand feet tall in the crater, suddenly unleashed a crimson divine light from its open giant eye, causing the heavens and earth to change color, echoing the crimson flames on Chen Fan's body!

"Red...red..."

The high priest's legs buckled, and he involuntarily knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling violently, and tears of uncontrollable fervor welling up in his eyes.

"Five thousand years! A full five thousand years! Our ancient demon race has finally once again ushered in the highest inheritance of the Crimson Emperor's essence!"

The high priest lost his composure and kowtowed frantically, his voice becoming hoarse from shouting.

Chi Lie, Chi Xuan, and the other two, who were sitting on the edge of the altar, were also pale-faced and staring at the scene in disbelief.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!" Chi Lie's eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth. "He's just a lowly beast slave from the wasteland! How could he possibly activate the highest Crimson Inheritance?! That's something even Grandpa couldn't do!"

"He did it." The usually cold Chi Xuan looked at Chen Fan, who was bathed in crimson flames, with complicated emotions, and murmured to herself, "This is the true ancient demon prodigy... We are but fireflies."

……

Chen Fan had no time to pay attention to the shock from the outside world.

At this moment, he was in a strange state of pain and pleasure.

A crimson fire dragon roamed within his body, initiating a complete reshaping process.

This is not a simple body tempering, but a complete transformation, a metamorphosis.

The mixed blood in his body, which originally belonged to the lower third class, was burned away bit by bit under the high temperature of the crimson flames.

Instead, drops of crimson primordial blood, heavy as lead and mercury and radiating terrifying heat, were born as the flames were poured in.

His meridians were repeatedly torn apart by the violent power, only to heal again and again under the nourishment of the crimson flames.

It became more than ten times wider than before, and its toughness reached an incredible level.

He could even clearly hear the bones inside his body making popping sounds like popping beans, and the originally grayish-white bones were gradually turning into a reddish-jade color.

"What an overbearing Crimson Emperor's legacy!"

Chen Fan endured the throbbing pain deep within his soul, but secretly he was overjoyed.

He could feel the physical strength of this body rising at a rocket-like speed.

The physical barriers of a person in the early stages of Core Formation were as fragile as paper in the face of this power, and were instantly shattered.

Mid-stage Core Formation...

Late stage of Core Formation...

Although his cultivation level did not directly improve, in terms of physical strength alone, this ancient demonic body far exceeded the comprehension of ordinary Core Formation cultivators.