Chapter 621: The Demon Fire Realm, Blood Axe Xiao Chen
"Let's go in as well."
Seeing the crowd surge into the white portal, Mo Yu didn't waste any time. With a wave of his sleeve, his figure turned into a streak of light, flashing into the portal. Behind him, Lei Fei'er, Xiao Yan, Xun'er, and others followed closely.
The moment Mo Yu's body entered the portal, his skin tightened instinctively. Passing through the portal happened in an instant, and when the light in front of him slightly flickered, he realized that the surrounding space had changed.
"What terrifying heat..."
The first thing Mo Yu noticed was the furnace-like heat all around him. As he quickly scanned the area, he found himself in a strange space filled with a milky white flame. This entire space was blanketed in these flames, and even Mo Yu, who had devoured five types of different flames, could feel the intense heat radiating from them.
Mo Yu's heart stirred, and the dark lightning within him slowly flowed out, wrapping around his body. Only then did the scorching heat that seemed to boil his blood gradually subside.
"So, this is the space where the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame is sealed? Where are Xiao Yan and the others?"
Mo Yu raised an eyebrow as he glanced around the empty surroundings. He had entered this space with Xiao Yan and the others, so why was he the only one here?
"Something's not right. I should leave this place first." Mo Yu scanned the area and then tapped his toe lightly on the empty space, his figure darting forward once again.
As Mo Yu flew swiftly through the sea of flames, the intense heat around him became more and more unbearable. The power of the third-ranked flame was indeed extraordinary.
Swoosh!
Mo Yu had been flying forward for about ten minutes when he suddenly heard faint voices ahead. His figure flickered as he shot forward to investigate. However, just as he moved, he abruptly stopped in midair. In front of him, not far away, three shadowy figures hovered in the air, staring at him with sinister and mocking eyes.
"Soul Hall Master?"
Mo Yu's heart sank when he saw these three figures, but just as he was about to get into a defensive stance, his silver eyes suddenly flashed with a black lotus. In an instant, the three figures of the Soul Hall Master vanished into thin air.
"Ah, no wonder. The Demon Flame's illusions are no less impressive than the Bodhi Ancient Tree's."
Mo Yu murmured to himself, and with a thought, the Black Lotus Soul Thunder surged into his eyes once again. As the black lotus swirled, the world before him began to shift.
The milky white sea of flames disappeared, replaced by a thick mist stretching out for several dozen meters. Within the mist, nearly fifty people were flying through the air in panic. Some were already engulfed by the milky white flames, and with agonizing screams, their bodies disintegrated into ash.
Mo Yu quickly understood that the strange illusions were caused by this eerie mist.
"Uncle Snake?!"
His sweeping gaze suddenly stopped on a familiar purple-gold figure not far ahead—it was none other than Uncle Snake. At that moment, Uncle Snake's face was twisted in pain, and small wisps of milky white flames had begun to appear on his body. He had clearly fallen into the illusion, and the demon flame was beginning to ignite him!
"Get up!"
Mo Yu flickered forward, appearing beside Uncle Snake in an instant. With a powerful strike, he hit Uncle Snake's back, and his voice rang out, infused with soul power. The soundwave carried a sharp impact as it reached Uncle Snake's ears and slammed into his soul.
Gasp!
Uncle Snake's face went pale, and his tightly shut eyes flew open as he gasped for breath. After a moment of recovery, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, still shaken.
"What a terrifying Purifying Lotus Demon Flame! It created illusions to stir my emotions and nearly caused me to burn myself. If you hadn't woken me up in time, I don't know what would've happened to me."
Mo Yu nodded and glanced around, saying, "This mist is strange. We should get out of here."
With that, Mo Yu and Uncle Snake moved swiftly to escape the misty area. After only a few minutes, they managed to break free from its grasp.
"Husband!"
A joyful voice rang out from ahead. Mo Yu looked up to see a massive platform suspended in midair. At the far end of the platform stood a large white gate. On the platform, Lei Fei'er and the others were gathered, their eyes lighting up as they saw Mo Yu and Uncle Snake emerging from the mist.
Beside Lei Fei'er stood Xiao Yan, Xun'er, and the others.
Mo Yu didn't rush forward immediately. His black lotus flashed in his eyes again, but this time, the scene before him remained unchanged.
"It's not an illusion."
Only then did Mo Yu smile and ask, "Are you all alright?"
"We're fine," Lei Fei'er and the others responded with smiles, shaking their heads.
Xun'er remarked in awe, "I didn't expect the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame to be capable of releasing such a powerful Dream Nightmare Mist. It seems that in the past thousand years, it has grown much stronger."
"Dream Nightmare Mist?" Xiao Yan asked, surprised.
"It's a unique technique of the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame. It can trap people in illusions forever. The Purifying Lotus Saint once used this technique to engulf an entire city. The people within felt like they had lived for hundreds of years, but when the mist dispersed, they realized that it had all been an illusion," Lei Jizhou explained.
Mo Yu nodded, but just as he was about to speak, the surrounding space suddenly rippled violently, and a terrifying heat began to spread out.
"Be careful!" Lei Jizhou warned, his brows furrowing.
Boom! Boom!
As the space grew more distorted, cracks began to appear. From these cracks, waves of milky white flames surged out. Then, figures wrapped in these flames flooded out from the cracks like a tide. In the blink of an eye, the sky above the platform was filled with these flame-wreathed figures.
These figures, with their bodies wrapped in fire, held flaming spears. Their expressionless eyes locked onto Mo Yu and his group.
"Be careful! These are Fire Slaves, strong warriors who have been refined by the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame. They are a type of puppet," said Gu Nanhai, his voice low.
Roar!
No sooner had Gu Nanhai spoken than the thousands of Fire Slaves let out a deafening roar and rushed toward Mo Yu's group like a tidal wave. The overwhelming sound of their charge shook the heavens.
But everyone present was a Dou Saint, and the moment the fire figures approached, they disintegrated into nothingness. However, more and more Fire Slaves poured out from the cracks, seemingly endless.
"There's no point in fighting like this. We need to go inside!" Lei Jizhou said gravely.
Mo Yu and Xiao Yan exchanged a glance, then both nodded and shouted, "Let's go!"
With a light tap of their toes, they led the charge. Any Fire Slaves that came within ten meters of them instantly exploded.
The group pushed forward like a sharp blade cutting through the fire horde. Finally, they reached the massive gate and, with a collective strike, shattered it.
Boom!
As the gate exploded, the endless Fire Slaves suddenly stopped their pursuit, hanging in midair.
"Let's go! According to the ancestors of my clan, the end of this Demon Flame Hall is where the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame's true body resides!" Gu Nanhai shouted.
"That's right. Our clan's records say the same," Lei Jizhou added.
"In that case, let's move!" Mo Yu said before rushing through the shattered gate, followed by Xiao Yan, Xun'er, and the others.
Inside the grand hall, the sight was overwhelming. The hall, spanning several thousand meters, was filled with countless Fire Slaves standing in rows. Though they made no sound, the terrifying aura they emitted seemed to merge into one, forming a colossal fire dragon hovering above them, exuding murderous intent.
At one end of the hall, Mo Yu and the others frowned, seeing the formation before them. This wasn't the first time they had encountered such a scene. Since entering the massive gate, they had passed through seven or eight halls exactly like this one, and the further they went, the stronger the Fire Slaves became—some even reaching the level of high-tier Dou Zuns!
Fortunately, Mo Yu's group was formidable. They had brought no one weaker than a Saint, and after much effort, they could finally see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Boom!
With an expressionless face, Mo Yu shattered the massive gate with a single punch. Dust flew everywhere, revealing yet another enormous hall. But this time, something was different. There were no Fire Slaves.
"Is it finally over?" Lei Fei'er wondered aloud, surprised.
"No," Lei Jizhou said, shaking his head. His eyes were locked on the center of the hall.
There, a thin figure stood motionless, his body strangely devoid of flames. His eyes were shut, but an overwhelming aura pressed down on the hall like a mountain.
"A four-star Dou Saint!"
Gu Nanhai, Lei Jizhou, and Zi Yan trembled slightly, their expressions growing grim. Though all three were four-star Dou Saints, the figure in the hall seemed even stronger than them.
Mo Yu's eyes flickered with recognition as if he had just recalled something.
"Is that also a Fire Slave?" Xiao Yan asked in disbelief.
"Barely. But unlike the others, he retains his own intelligence. Compared to those fully controlled by the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame, he has far more autonomy," Gu Nanhai said, his expression solemn.
"It seems this is the final challenge. If we can defeat him, we'll reach the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame's true body!"
As they spoke, the figure in the center slowly opened his eyes. His pitch-black gaze was cold and emotionless.
The thin figure wore the simplest of clothing, his face stiff as if frozen, with no sign of expression. His eyes were cold, like ice that hadn't melted in millennia.
Boom!
Suddenly, the ground trembled violently as the figure reached out into the air. A massive blood-red axe, several meters long and grotesquely oversized, appeared in his hand. The contrast between his thin body and the giant axe made for an odd sight, but everyone present could feel the terrifying power hidden within his frail form.
Without any words, the figure raised the blood-red axe and clashed with Zi Yan and the others.
A violent storm erupted as four figures collided fiercely, the shockwaves forcing Mo Yu and the others to retreat.
Inside the grand hall, the blood axe wielder fought fiercely against Zi Yan, Lei Jizhou, and Gu Nanhai. Despite the trio's combined strength, the man wielded his axe like a whirlwind, filling the hall with the stench of blood.
Yet, despite his strength, he was gradually being overwhelmed by the three.
Clang!
The four figures met again in the center of the hall. A deafening wave of sound rippled out, and the blood axe wielder was thrown backward, his feet carving deep craters into the stone floor as he was forced back ten steps.
Roar!
The blood axe wielder, thrown back, suddenly let out a low roar. His expressionless eyes flared with madness as a brilliant light shot from the center of his blood-red axe. From that light, a strange rune appeared before the eyes of all, and as the rune materialized, his aura surged.
Mo Yu's eyes were immediately drawn to the strange rune. He glanced at the shocked Xiao Yan beside him and muttered under his breath.
"As I thought... The Xiao Clan's clan mark... This man... is Blood Axe Xiao Chen!" (End of the Chapter)
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