The white-jade-like bones had grown a bit dim in color.

The demonic flame suddenly surged up.

The pitch-black pill furnace above was like a living thing, letting out bursts of cackling, eerie laughter.

The furnace lid trembled from time to time.

"In ten more days, this seat will be able to refine this Pill."

"Whatever you ate from this seat, spit it all back out!"

The skeleton looked toward the black pond outside.

...

The Profound Ice Divine Dragon sped all the way toward the phoenix sycamore grove.

He was preparing to leave this Demon Realm pocket space.

Before leaving, he wanted to say goodbye to the Flame Bird.

Only, when he rushed into the phoenix sycamore grove, he couldn’t help being stunned.

Before his eyes, the Flame Bird had refined the Essence of the Blackwater Demonic Flood Dragon, its Demon Power surging, actually stirring the laws of the Demon Realm pocket space.

Above the phoenix sycamore grove, tribulation clouds abruptly gathered, arcs of lightning faintly flickering.

"What is it doing?"

"The Flame Bird is taking human form?"

"No! It shouldn’t be that fast!"

With Shen Xuan’s perception, the Flame Bird had not yet reached flawless Perfection.

Moreover, the Demon Realm pocket space did not possess the conditions for a spirit bird to take human form.

Shen Xuan quickly restored his human form, standing a few li outside the phoenix sycamore grove, not daring to approach too closely.

Celestial Tribulation Divine Thunder was not something to play with.

Shen Xuan had previously seen the Purple Yunting Tree Emperor undergo tribulation.

No matter how strong his Thunder Resistance was, he still couldn’t withstand the ravages of Celestial Tribulation Divine Thunder.

Even if it was the demonic thunder suffused with Demonic Qi in the Demon Realm pocket space, he didn’t dare to endure it lightly.

"The Flame Bird’s strength is too great and it is about to take human form. Once this Demon Realm pocket space sensed it, it dropped demonic thunder to destroy it."

Shen Xuan focused his gaze.

The Flame Bird let out a clear cry, vaguely showing the intent to oppose the laws of the Demon Realm pocket space.

With a flap of its wings, it actively ignited its innate Nirvana Fire.

Crimson-gold flames erupted from its body, instantly sweeping across the entire phoenix sycamore grove, turning into a sea of fire that burned the heavens and annihilated the earth.

Demonic thunder suffused with Demonic Qi crashed down with a roar.

The Flame Bird’s figure suddenly vanished, as if merging completely with this blazing sea of flames.

Lightning and fire intertwined, heaven and earth roared.

The blazing sea of flames burned fiercely, melting the demonic thunder.

Shen Xuan watched, utterly enthralled.

He vaguely comprehended a trace of True Flame Dao Rhyme.

On the Mysterious Jade Talisman, lines of golden small characters flashed and jumped.

[Spirit Root: Fire 47/100] 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

[Spirit Root: Fire 48/100]

[Spirit Root: Fire 49/100]

The Nirvana Fire burned furiously.

It burned for a full nine days and nine nights.

All eighteen bolts of demonic thunder suffused with Demonic Qi were struck down.

Shen Xuan’s Fire Spirit Root leapt up to 58 points.

It had increased by a full twelve points.

The entire phoenix sycamore grove was burned to ashes.

The Flame Bird’s trace had completely vanished.

The tribulation clouds dispersed, returning to calm.

As if nothing had ever happened.

If his guess was not wrong, the Flame Bird had released its Nirvana Fire, undergone rebirth in the flames, and returned to the Spirit Realm.

"What a pity, it burned too cleanly and didn’t leave anything behind."

Shen Xuan swept the phoenix sycamore grove with his Divine Sense.

"Hm?"

At the core of the phoenix sycamore grove, underground, there was actually still a living tree root.

Without any hesitation, Shen Xuan dug that piece of phoenix sycamore tree root out.

It extended several zhang deep and weighed at least a thousand jin.

"Its vitality hasn’t perished, Spiritual Qi is brimming. It truly is fated with me!"

After putting away the phoenix sycamore tree root, Shen Xuan made a round, discovering nothing else.

At this moment, an intense sense of foreboding suddenly surged up.

Shen Xuan no longer hesitated, condensing a strand of pure Profound Origin Profound Ice Spiritual Power, forcibly tearing open a Demon Realm space passage.

Just then, a streak of black light suddenly flashed over from the distance at high speed.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Shen Xuan didn’t even turn his head. With a backhand he shot out several rays of Ice Soul Divine Light, his figure flickering as he slipped into the Demon Realm space passage.

The black light came to a halt.

As the Escape Light faded, a withered old Daoist emerged, looking like a mere skeleton frame.

Expressionless, he flicked his sleeve.

A formless demonic wall blocked the several rays of Ice Soul Divine Light.

A crackling "zizi" sound exploded.

The Demon Realm passage vanished in an instant.

"Damn it!"

The withered old Daoist stomped his foot.

At this moment, above his head, tribulation clouds appeared, and demonic thunder suffused with Demonic Qi suddenly descended.

"Scram!"

Already in a foul mood, the withered old Daoist manifested a demonic hand, grabbed the demonic thunder, and hurled it back at the tribulation clouds.

"Boom"

Space shuddered, heaven and earth collapsed.

The withered old Daoist’s expression changed.

"Not good, this pocket space is going to collapse!"

He didn’t think any further, quickly forming a spell seal to break open another Demon Realm space passage, and shot into it at high speed.

Unlike Shen Xuan.

This Demon Realm space passage did not lead to the Profound Origin Continent, but to the Demon Realm.

Just after the withered old Daoist left.

The firmament of the Demon Realm pocket space came crashing down.

Countless Demon Beasts ran and fled in madness.

Yet where could they run?

Heaven and earth merged into one, returning to primeval silence.

This Demon Realm pocket space, in the end, still marched toward destruction.

...

Yan Country.

Fire Cloud Sect.

Among the sects of Yan Country, its strength was the greatest in the nearby five countries.

Besides the five Major Sects, there were also many mid-sized Golden Core Sects.

Fire Cloud Sect was one of them.

This sect was located in the eastern part of Yan Country and was famed for its Fire Techniques.

The Spiritual Land where its sect was located was a Tier Three Top Grade Fire Spirit Vein.

Among the mid-tier sects of Yan Country, its strength ranked near the top.

If it had a Nascent Soul True Monarch, it could squeeze into the ranks of Yan Country’s Major Sects.

Outside Fire Cloud Immortal City.

A Fire Technique Loose Cultivator at Qi Cultivation Perfection was registering.

"Shen Baiwan, forty-seven years old, Loose Cultivator, Qi Cultivation Perfection..."

Shen Xuan casually filled in his personal information.

In truth, the guards of Fire Cloud Immortal City didn’t really care.

Within the Immortal City, there was a True Pill True Master of Fire Cloud Sect sitting in town.

How would a mere Qi Cultivation Loose Cultivator dare to run wild inside the city?

No matter what identity he had.

Once you enter Fire Cloud Immortal City, you must abide by the rules of Fire Cloud Immortal City.

"If I’m a Fire Technique Loose Cultivator, joining Fire Cloud Sect would actually be a pretty good idea."

After leaving the Demon Realm pocket space, and pondering it again and again, Shen Xuan decided that he should still look for a pure Fire Spirit Vein within Yan Country and establish his Foundation on the spot.

Right now, his Fire Spirit Root had reached as high as fifty-eight points.