The Nine Fire Dragon Lord was constructing an alchemy room on the southern side.
Nine small furnaces hung in midair, each with a different shape. Some resembled dragon heads, some looked like fire jars, and others like round red copper cauldrons.
The Nine Fire Dragon Lord stood in the center, waving his sleeve, and nine types of flames flew out from his palm.
The Earth Fire was dense, the Wood Fire verdant, the Thunder Fire bright white, the Heart Fire shapeless, the True Fire crimson fierce, the Pill Fire gentle, the Spiritual Fire nimble, the Demon Fire ghostly gorgeous, and the Dragon Fire most domineering. The nine fires respectively entered the small furnaces, silently burning, casting a red hue on the mountain waist with cloud qi.
Chun Yangzi watched the back of the Nine Fire Dragon Lord, with mixed emotions in his heart.
