Chapter 403: The End – A Dual Seclusion
"Qingzhi, Mo Luo, how dare you kill a King-class member of our race! The 'Demonic Prison' will never let this go. Just you wait, just you wait…"
The newly arrived Demonic Beast King had originally come to rescue the Heavenly Nether King, but upon seeing that even his blood essence had been completely obliterated, he could only let out a furious roar before withdrawing the black vortex.
The black vortex quickly dissipated, and with it, the echoing roar faded into nothingness, vanishing completely from the heavens.
As the vortex disappeared, the dense, evil demonic aura that had been enveloping the world retreated like a receding tide.
Qingzhi's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked toward where the vortex had vanished. "Another Demonic Beast King... These things really are a headache."
"It seems he was still very far away," Mo Luo muttered. "He tried to intervene and save the Heavenly Nether King, but he was a step too late."
Qingzhi said, "Honestly, if that black-robed friend hadn't acted fast enough just now, it's entirely possible the demon fetus could have been partially rescued. These disgusting creatures, even a drop of blood essence might allow them to resurrect."
"Well, now he's completely erased from this world," Mo Luo chuckled.
"Speaking of which, where did that friend go?" Qingzhi glanced toward where the Devouring Celestial Corpse had been moments ago.
Mo Luo hesitated slightly before speaking in a low voice, "I had a strange feeling about that black-robed figure… like it wasn't alive."
Because Mo Luo possessed the Flame Ancestral Symbol, his senses were particularly sharp—especially when it came to something related to the Devouring Ancestral Symbol.
"Not alive? Could it be… that thing?" Qingzhi's eyes flickered slightly, thoughtful.
"What thing?" Mo Luo asked, curious.
Qingzhi, having survived since ancient times, knew far more than most and could make some educated guesses. Mo Luo, on the other hand, had been born after the great war and was unfamiliar with many ancient secrets.
"Among the Eight Ancient Masters, the Devouring Master once created something similar to a symbol puppet… It was called the Devouring Celestial Corpse," Qingzhi explained briefly, then added, "I don't know much either, and I could be wrong."
Mo Luo's mind stirred at the explanation. He nodded slowly and then asked, "That guy earlier mentioned something called the 'Demonic Prison'—what is that?"
Qingzhi's expression darkened slightly as he exhaled deeply. "It's likely a secret organization formed by the Demonic Beasts who went into hiding…"
…
On the ground below, Lin Fan silently recalled the Devouring Celestial Corpse. As the skies cleared and light returned to the land, a sense of relief washed over him.
"Did we… win?" Tang Xinlian tilted her delicate face upward, took a deep breath, and murmured softly.
"Yes, we won," Lin Fan smiled and nodded.
Sunlight spilled from the sky, illuminating the wreckage of Fireflame City. Only this scene bore witness to the earth-shaking battle that had just taken place here.
Outside the city, countless experts watched as the Flame God Temple disciples sat cross-legged in various places throughout the ruins, restoring their yuan power. In the sky above, other experts from the temple patrolled vigilantly, their presence imposing.
Everyone watching knew—once news of this event spread, it would cause a massive stir throughout the Chaotic Demon Sea.
"Everyone, the Flame God Temple has encountered some trouble today, and Fireflame City has been destroyed. We are unable to host guests at this time. Please leave the area for now. If anyone tries to stir up trouble, the Flame God Temple will not hesitate to respond with force."
As some unrest began to grow outside the city, a graceful figure soared into the air. Her clear voice echoed melodiously across the sky.
The speaker, of course, was Tang Xinlian, with a neatly organized army following behind her.
At the sight of her appearance, the growing unrest around the city quieted quickly.
Qingzhi and the others concluded their brief conversation in the sky and descended to the ground.
"This time, you've done the Flame God Temple quite the favor," Mo Luo said with a smile as he gave Lin Fan an assessing look.
"I merely stood on the sidelines while you seniors displayed your might," Lin Fan replied modestly.
Mo Luo suddenly asked, "That black-robed figure earlier… That was someone you sent, wasn't it?"
"Uh, something like that," Lin Fan paused slightly but didn't deny it.
Qingzhi, Mo Luo, Chi Yun, and Mu Lan were all trustworthy allies, so revealing a little wasn't a big deal. For now, outsiders likely still had no idea that the black-robed figure was the Devouring Celestial Corpse under Lin Fan's control.
Tang Xinlian widened her beautiful eyes at Lin Fan. "No wonder you were able to kill Wu Xuan from the Evil Wind Cave. You've got such a powerful helper."
"Heh, I chose Lin Dong as my successor back then, but it seems you've outshone him—more powerful, and quite mysterious too," Qingzhi said with a smile.
"Senior Qingzhi flatters me," Lin Fan cupped his hands in thanks.
Qingzhi nodded, then turned to chat with Lin Dong for a few moments.
Though Lin Dong was a bit weaker than Lin Fan, Qingzhi was still very pleased with him. With just a small push, he helped Lin Dong reach the threshold of the Death Profound Realm.
Right before everyone's eyes, Lin Dong successfully broke through to the Minor Achievement stage of the Death Profound Realm.
After Lin Dong's breakthrough, Qingzhi looked at Mo Luo and said, "Mo Luo, these two brothers have done a lot to support your plan this time. Why not let them use the Deathflame Spirit Pool to stabilize their cultivation?"
Mo Luo gave Lin Dong a glance, then said, "That pool's mainly useful for stabilizing the realm of newly advanced cultivators. You're clearly trying to do your disciple a favor—why drag Lin Fan into it?"
Qingzhi smiled, "What? Are you being stingy?"
Lin Fan stepped forward. "If the Deathflame Spirit Pool is truly only effective for those who just stepped into the Death Profound Realm, then I shouldn't waste its power. Let Lin Dong enter instead."
Mo Luo said, "With both of you saying that, how could I refuse?"
He then looked at Lin Dong and said, "Make your preparations. You'll enter the Deathflame Spirit Pool to stabilize your cultivation."
"Thank you, Senior Mo Luo!" Lin Dong bowed in gratitude, then also expressed his thanks to Qingzhi and Lin Fan.
And just like that, the matter was settled.
Three days later, Mo Luo personally opened the Deathflame Spirit Pool, allowing Lin Dong to enter and consolidate his breakthrough.
After Lin Dong entered the pool, Lin Fan approached Mo Luo and said, "Senior Mo Luo, I feel I've gained some insights lately. Might I find a place suitable for secluded cultivation?"
"I'll take you to my retreat spot," Tang Xinlian interjected before Mo Luo could speak.
As soon as she said it, she noticed Mo Luo looking at her with a strange expression.
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she glared at him. "What? After everything Lin Fan's done for the Flame God Temple, we can't even offer him a place to cultivate in peace?"
"Did I say anything?" Mo Luo replied with a teasing smile.
"Hmph!" Tang Xinlian huffed softly and turned to Lin Fan. "Come with me."
"I'll take my leave now, seniors," Lin Fan said with a respectful bow to Mo Luo and Qingzhi before following Tang Xinlian into the distance…
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