Some things, even if never seen before, are more or less heard of. When everyone heard the name of the fire, they were shocked and moved. It seemed to be one of those legendary forces that could terrify ghosts and gods. It was said that the reason the Yin and Yang two worlds are hard to traverse is because in ancient times, the Ancient God refined the fixed object dividing Yin and Yang using the Samadhi True Fire.

It is called a 'fixed object' rather than a Magical Treasure because it surpassed the realm of Magical Treasures entirely.

Even Tong Mingshan, who sensed what was happening and looked at the black and white flames in his palms, was somewhat excited and found it hard to believe he could obtain such fortune.

Wu Jinliang, with his bushy eyebrows and big shiny eyes, blinked repeatedly, the gleam flashing endlessly. He kept glancing at Tong Mingshan and then at the flames in Tong Mingshan's hands.

While the others reacted moderately, Zhu Xiangxin and An Wuzhi, who cultivated Fire Attribute Skills, became progressively more agitated.

The reason wasn't hard to figure out—Divine Fire was continually being fused here. If Tong Mingshan could accomplish this, it suggested that the two of them might have a significant chance of achieving it as well.

Zhu Xiangxin eagerly asked, "Sect Master, may I ask how you managed to merge those Divine Fires?"

Maybe it was because of Wu Jinliang's influence that she called him 'Sect Master.' She usually didn't bother with formalities like that either, given that they were once unfortunate inmates together.

Wu Jinliang hesitated momentarily, originally intending to interrupt Tong Mingshan and prevent him from revealing the core techniques, but observing Zhu and An's reactions, he ultimately held back.

Tong Mingshan pondered momentarily and then slowly explained, "I can't describe it completely. It's just that after absorbing enough quantities of Divine Fire, I realized that having more isn't necessarily better.

I felt that when there was too much, it became chaotic and uncontrollable within my body, causing turmoil. I had a vague feeling that I might not be able to suppress it if I wasn't careful, which worried me. I feared that over time, this might turn out to be a curse rather than a blessing.

Then, I observed the celestial movements, thinking about how such chaos could still operate in order, and wondered if I could arrange the fires to follow an order. I experimented during retreat, repeatedly circulating the Divine Fires, and eventually discovered that some were compatible with each other.

From there, I separated them into three groups bit by bit and positioned them properly, which calmed them. However, I couldn't keep controlling them forever, so I conceived the idea of melting them together—and surprisingly, it worked."

After speaking, he looked at the two individuals and said, "The result ended up like this."

It turns out the effect was triggered after reaching a certain scale. Zhu Xiangxin and An Wuzhi simultaneously looked enlightened, their eyes sparkling with anticipation. Gradually, they turned to look at Wu Jinliang.

Wu Jinliang stroked his chin, seemingly deep in thought, and muttered to himself, "Samadhi still lacks one flame. From the looks of it, we need to find ten more types of Divine Fire to truly refine the Samadhi True Fire."

The scenarios that followed weren't hard to imagine. Xu Anzhang and another person continued bringing Divine Fires, and Wu Jinliang urged them not to keep fetching similar fires, but instead bring different types.

Fearing the duo might slack off, Wu Jinliang deliberately went to find Shi Chun to inform him about the situation.

Upon hearing that they were working on refining the outrageous "Samadhi True Fire," Shi Chun was shocked and immediately began overseeing Xu Anzhang and the other person.

However, the two complained of doing their best, claiming that the Divine Fires they could fetch were limited. They even asked if Master Nine could be counted as an exotic type of flame, suggesting perhaps they should test it out directly.

Shi Chun had only seen two of the nine within the Earth Heart Tower and was clueless about the rest.

Still, Xu Anzhang's words sparked an idea—that those nine could potentially be a unique variety.

Even if they were, that only made nine. He still needed one more type. Instinctively, his thoughts turned to Zhener.

Nevertheless, he didn't rush toward those nine yet because they were tied to the Earth Heart Tower—they couldn't escape. He figured they could be handled later on. Acting prematurely might spook the other Divine Fires away.

Since this opportunity existed for now, Shi Chun didn't mind letting Zhu Xiangxin and An Wuzhi feast on the Divine Fires as well.

Ultimately, was refining one Samadhi True Fire better, or three of them? Did such a choice even require deliberation?

Meanwhile, deep beneath the frozen, shadowy lake, the vibrant lights within the tower's windows had gradually faded. The people inside understood the reason.

"Boss, how much longer are we supposed to endure? If this continues, those flames will all get extinguished by them," a gruff voice broke the silence at the tower base.

A voice sighed regretfully, "We understand the need to avoid revealing anything, but they're becoming too rampant. If the flames back off temporarily, it wouldn't count as alerting anyone prematurely, right?"

A woman's voice chimed in, "Exactly. Keeping entirely still like this feels unnatural. Instead of avoiding suspicion, it might actually raise it."

The elderly man meditating on the floor slowed his breathing, then opened his deep-set eyes.

Murmurs arose: "We've been patient this long already. They should feel reassured by now. Why haven't we yet dismantled their formation and struck?"

Master Nine's voice echoed, "Perhaps they're still hoping to absorb more Divine Fire. Once the flames withdraw, they'll likely make their move."

"Exactly."

"Worth a try."

A chorus of approving voices sounded.

Suddenly, Master Nine let out a puzzled "Hmm?"

The curious tone caused everyone to fall silent.

"What's the matter?" came the woman's voice.

Master Nine answered, "The familiar rhythm I locked onto before has reappeared. It seems someone reckless is nearing our territory again—the one I punished recently. Looks like he's heading toward us again. What should we do?"

The elder muttered, "Still chasing Shi Chun relentlessly?"

Master Nine answered, "Shi Chun isn't his match. If he shows up, chances are Shi Chun will flee again. Given how close we are to the Divine Fire Domain's exit opening, teaching him a lesson poses risks: insufficient damage means he survives; excessive force risks scaring Shi Chun and the others away. So, what should we do?"

The elder decisively declared, "Just intimidate him enough to make him back off."

And so began Li Hongjiu's misfortunes.

Hiding while recovering from injuries barely healed, Li Hongjiu couldn't afford more time since the Divine Fire Covenant's timeline was almost up.

He stealthily approached the lakeshore once again, cautiously selecting a different spot from last time. Staring at the ice-covered lake, he hesitated momentarily before rushing ahead.

Unexpectedly, a familiar crack radiating blue light erupted just as he reached mid-air.

Li Hongjiu paled with horror. He knew what this implied but had no means of evasion. Confronting such force was impossible for someone of his strength.

As anticipated, the glowing fissure's shadows formed a hand imprint, followed by a deafening blast that launched him like a cannonball against the mountainside.

Thrown again, though with less intensity than previously.

"Hmm, weaker than last time. Oh, still recovering," Master Nine's delighted tone rang out from within the tower basement. At that precise moment, the elder urgently intervened, "Stop!"

"Whoops, wasn't watching closely," muttered Master Nine.

Silence enveloped the confined space as all appeared to sense something.

As it turned out, Wu Jinliang and Chu Jingtang had returned from discussing plans with Shi Chun and promptly pursued the disturbance's origin.

On hearing unfamiliar sounds, coupled with faint flashes, they redirected Wind Scale trajectories mid-flight to investigate further.

The distance wasn't far considering the Wind Scale's speed, allowing them to arrive quickly.

Hovering low while smoke clouds diffused below, they descended cautiously under unclear conditions to survey further.

Wu Jinliang summoned his Divine Demon Dharma Forms defensively to brace against surprises.

Amid the smoke emerged faint noises of someone stumbling. Immediately, one form swung its blade, dispersing the fog to reveal a battered figure struggling upright.

Hair disheveled, caked with dirt, identity obscured—Wu Jinliang promptly expelled a Sandalwood Gold light beam illuminating the man's face. Shocked, his eyes widened drastically upon recognizing the calamity himself!

Beside him, Chu Jingtang grew equally appalled, stifling an almost audible gasp.

Li Hongjiu snatched the gleaming Sandalwood Gold in one hand while coldly glaring at them, the other unsheathing his sword deliberately.

"Retreat!" Wu Jinliang shrieked, snatching Chu Jingtang and ascending hastily on his artifact.

Barely fleeing overhead, Wu Jinliang released an abrupt "Hmm?" mid-flight as realization struck.

Seeing them flee, Li Hongjiu lowered his shoulders and exhaled deeply. Yet the blood he swallowed earlier surged again, causing panic. Before regaining his wits, shock returned as another Divine Demon Dharma Form descended with a spear thrust, accompanied by Wu Jinliang's mocking shout, "Taste grandpa's blade!"

Li Hongjiu quickly countered with his sword.

Though Wu Jinliang appeared fierce from above, his actions hinted nervousness, verifying situations while poised to escape if necessary.

Having been pursued before, knowing Li Hongjiu couldn't immediately catch up empowered recklessness unseen otherwise.

Still, Li Hongjiu's weakened state—barely upright—tempted an opportunistic strike Wu Jinliang couldn't resist executing.

Another blast erupted as Li Hongjiu's figure flew once more erratically.

No longer immovable as a mountain after battling Wu Jinliang's Magical Treasures previously, his defenses crumbled.

Wu Jinliang's eyes sparkled with ambition as yet another one of his Dharma Forms pursued the battered figure mercilessly.

Not exploiting vulnerabilities amidst chaos would invalidate years of survival skills.

Collapsed upon impact, prone on all fours, attempting a sword-assisted rise, Li Hongjiu was engulfed by an imposing weight that pinned him flat before a razor-edged blade descended mercilessly.

Faced with inevitable demise, bitterness colored his expression. His fragile condition offered no feasible escape; surrender felt essential.

Cynical introspection filled him briefly—dying under Wu Jinliang seemed absurd; perishing under Shi Chun granted dignity.

Mocking himself silently, his grip loosened upon the blade while releasing faint Sandal Gold Flame Energy indirectly as elemental sand scattered.

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