353: Chapter 353 The Despair of a Tribulation-Transcending Great Power

The spreading speed of the burning realm demonic fire was faster than anyone had expected.

The dark purple flames gushing from the underground fissures had already covered one-third of the venue's area; wherever each wisp of flame landed, that place turned into nothingness.

It wasn't scorched earth.

It was nothingness.

Even the soil was gone.

Several bottomless black holes had already appeared at the edge of the venue, which were the marks left behind after the devilish fire burned through the ground.

"Everyone retreat to the center! Do not touch those flames!"

Xiao Huang's voice echoed throughout the venue.

A transmission sent by a Cultivator at the Peak of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage was enough to penetrate the chaotic noise and enter everyone's ears.

Tens of thousands of Cultivators began to gather toward the center of the venue.

Pushing, trampling, crying.

Low-level Cultivators were pushed down in the crowd; some stepped over others' bodies to rush forward, while some had the corners of their clothes swept by the aftershocks of the devilish fire and were instantly turned to ashes, not even having time to let out a scream.

Su Changge watched all this, feeling a lump in his heart.

[A living person, once they touch that fire, is gone.]

[They didn't even let out a sound.]

[This isn't a cultivation world. This is Hell.]

Ye Qingyao stood in front of Su Changge, the shield constructed from her Mahayana Stage spiritual power enveloping the area within ten zhang so tightly that not even the wind could pass through.

Outside the shield, the devilish fire was licking the edges of the barrier.

"Sss sss sss."

The sound of the devilish fire corroding the shield made Zhao Tian's face turn a shade whiter.

"Junior Martial Uncle, how long can Sect Master Ye's shield hold out?"

Su Changge did not answer this question.

It wasn't that he didn't want to answer.

It was that the answer was too cruel.

Ye Qingyao answered for him.

"If the devilish fire doesn't continue to strengthen, half an hour."

Zhao Tian breathed a sigh of relief, "Half an hour, that should be enough, right? We can always think of a way..."

"If it continues to strengthen," Ye Qingyao's voice had no fluctuation, "the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

Zhao Tian's face turned pale again.

Su Changge's gaze crossed the crowd and looked toward the high platform.

Xiao Huang was taking action.

His entire cultivation at the Peak of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage erupted, and the dragon fire of the Burning Heaven Dragon Dao transformed into a giant gold-red dragon, rushing toward the nearest wisp of devilish fire.

The dragon fire collided with the devilish fire.

"Chiss!"

In front of the dark purple devilish fire, the gold-red dragon fire lasted for less than half a breath before being completely swallowed.

Xiao Huang's expression changed drastically.

His dragon fire, the dragon fire from practicing the Burning Heaven Dragon Dao to its Peak, was eaten by the devilish fire.

"Impossible!"

Xiao Huang took action again; this time he mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, pressing his palms together as a golden beam of light shot out from his palms, blasting directly toward the largest crack in the ground.

He wanted to seal the crack and stop the devilish fire from continuing to gush out.

The golden light smashed onto the crack.

The crack did not move an inch.

The devilish fire seeped out from the gaps in the golden light, inversely corroding Xiao Huang's spiritual power.

Xiao Huang's palms were burned.

He withdrew his hands; his palms were charred black, the dragon scales shattered, revealing the flesh and blood beneath.

"Hall Master Xiao," Red Ember's voice came from afar, carrying a condescending mockery, "don't waste your energy. The World-Burning Fire is a Fusion of Dragon Vein Power and Extraterrestrial Devilish Qi; your dragon fire is nothing more than its nourishment. The more you fight, it gets stronger."

Xiao Huang gritted his teeth and didn't speak.

Behind him, several Elders at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage were also taking action.

The Purple Mansion Saint Master of the Taixuan Sect, a female Cultivator at the Middle Stage of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, sacrificed a Purple-Gold Tower-shaped Magic Treasure. The Magic Treasure hung in the air, releasing a layer of purple light shield, attempting to isolate the spread of the devilish fire.

The purple light touched the devilish fire.

It held out for three breaths.

"Crack."

A crack appeared on the Purple-Gold Tower.

The Purple Mansion Saint Master's face turned deathly pale, "How is this possible! This is a Tribulation-level Magic Treasure!"

"Even a Magic Treasure can't stop it." A white-haired old Cultivator nearby shook his head, holding a jade talisman in his hand, which was densely engraved with Formation patterns, "My Sealing Talisman has also failed. That Devilish Qi carries extraterrestrial Laws, which are incompatible with the spiritual power of our cultivation world."

The Purple Mansion Saint Master's lips were trembling, "Then what should we do?"

The white-haired old Cultivator did not answer.

Because he didn't know either.

Su Changge took all of this in.

His brain was running at high speed, and the records about Extraterrestrial Devilish Qi in the Great Dao Scripture Pavilion were flipped through by him over and over again.

In Ancestor Xuantian's memory, there was indeed content about Extraterrestrial Devilish Qi.

Extraterrestrial Devilish Qi is essentially Law fragments from another dimension.

It is naturally incompatible with the spiritual power of the cultivation world.

Ordinary Spells and Magic Treasures have very little effect on it.

To combat Extraterrestrial Devilish Qi, there are only two methods.

First, forcibly suppress it with power that exceeds the Law level of the Devilish Qi. For example, power at the True Immortal level.

Second, use special Formations or Cultivation Techniques to decompose the Law fragments of the Devilish Qi and eliminate it from the source.

Su Changge was not a True Immortal.

He wasn't even at the Qi Refining Second Layer.

But he had a complete theoretical set of a Cultivation Technique in his head.

Great Sun Burning Heaven Art.

A brilliant great sun rises, burning through the Nine Heavens and ten earths.

The essence of this Cultivation Technique is to use the Fire of the Grand Dao to burn all existences that do not conform to the Dao.

Extraterrestrial Devilish Qi happens to be an existence that does not conform to the Dao.

The problem was, Su Changge couldn't perform the Great Sun Burning Heaven Art.

He was at the Qi Refining First Layer.

He only had special effects.

He had no actual combat power.

[What's the damn use! What use is it that I know the principle? I can't even fight!]

Su Changge's heart was roaring.

But on his face, he still maintained that calm and composed appearance.

Ye Qingyao stood by his side, her peripheral vision constantly observing her Revered Master's expression.

Revered Master was very calm.

Too calm.

In this world-shattering situation, Revered Master didn't even frown.

In Ye Qingyao's heart, the thought that she had already confirmed countless times surged once more.

Revered Master must have a way.

He just hasn't had the intention to take action yet.

A crisis of this level is probably just a bit of trouble for Revered Master.

What Ye Qingyao didn't know was that Su Changge's inner thoughts at this moment were a hundred thousand miles away from her judgment.

In the center of the venue, the panic among the Cultivators was still intensifying.

The spreading speed of the devilish fire was getting faster and faster, and the safe area available for standing was getting smaller and smaller.

Tens of thousands of people were squeezed into a piece of open ground less than two li square.

"I beg of you! Think of a way!" A young Cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage knelt on the ground, kowtowing toward several Elders at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage.

No one responded to him.

Because those Elders at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage were also trembling themselves.

They were the top powerhouses of the cultivation world.

They had cultivated for thousands of years.

They had seen countless life-and-death catastrophes.

But they had never seen a scene like this.

Beneath their feet was the burning realm demonic fire, above their heads was the Dragon Vein Cage, and behind them was a lunatic who had absorbed the power of the devilish fire.

All paths of retreat were blocked.

Xiao Huang was still holding on.

His body was already covered in wounds, more than half of his dragon scales were shattered, revealing the flesh and blood beneath, but he still stood at the very front, using his body and spiritual power to fight for the last bit of space for the Cultivators behind him.

"Even if I die here, I won't let you have your way."

Xiao Huang looked at Red Ember in the distance, speaking each word deliberately.

Red Ember tilted his head.

"Hall Master Xiao, you say it as if you still have a choice."

Red Ember raised a hand.

The dark purple devilish fire condensed into a fist-sized fireball in his palm.

The fireball flew toward Xiao Huang.

The speed wasn't fast.

But Xiao Huang's expression became more solemn than ever at that instant.

He could sense the power contained within that fireball.

It was enough to seriously injure him.

It might even kill him.

Xiao Huang gritted his teeth, pushing out both palms to condense the last wisp of dragon fire in his body into a flame shield.

The devilish fire fireball crashed into the dragon fire shield.

"Boom!"

Xiao Huang's body was sent flying backward.

The dragon fire shield shattered.

Xiao Huang smashed onto the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of black blood.

Black blood.

The corrosion of the devilish fire had already seeped into his body.

"Hall Revered Master!" The Disciples of the Blazing Dragon Sacred Hall rushed up to support Xiao Huang.

Xiao Huang pushed them away and struggled to stand up, but his legs were shaking.

Looking at Xiao Huang's miserable state, a satisfied smile appeared on Red Ember's face.

"It's about time."

Red Ember's gaze turned toward the other three directions.

"Brothers, it's your turn."

To the east.

The voice of Earth Collapse came from underground.

"I've been waiting for a long time."

To the south.

Black Armor's Clone let out a low laugh.

"Finally, it's my turn."

To the north.

In Mo Yuan's pupil-less eyes, a faint light flickered.

"Soul Dragons, wake up."

Su Changge sat on the jade chair, watching the dark purple light light up in four directions simultaneously.

There was only one word in his heart.

[Fuck.]