358: Chapter 358 One Finger Suppressing Demon Flame

The golden giant palm descended at a very slow speed.

It was so slow that everyone could clearly see the palm prints approaching.

It was so slow that every speck of dust in the air had enough time to tremble.

It was so slow that it induced despair.

Red Ember's dragon shadow struggled frantically in the sky, and the dark purple demonic flames surged toward the giant palm like a tide, attempting to block its descent.

The moment the demonic flames touched the giant palm, they vanished.

They were not repelled.

They were not extinguished.

They simply vanished.

It was like ice encountering a scorching sun ten thousand times its size.

One could not even see the process of evaporation.

They simply ceased to exist from a state of existence.

"No!"

Red Ember's roar resounded throughout the entire venue.

"My World-Burning Fire! Three hundred years of World-Burning Fire!"

As the golden giant palm slowly descended, the dark purple demonic flames that filled the sky peeled away layer by layer, as if wiped from the sky by an invisible hand.

First, the outermost flames.

Then, the middle layer of flames.

Finally, the core flames.

From the heavens to the ground, all the demonic flames were receding in an irreversible manner.

Su Changge sat on the jade chair, watching this scene.

[Holy crap.]

[The special effects can actually suppress the demonic flames?]

[No, that's not suppression; those demonic flames are extinguishing themselves in the face of the special effect's Dao Rhyme.]

[Just like how the golden light sphere could make nearby demonic flames wither before.]

[It's just that the scale this time is countless times larger.]

[The Dao Rhyme of the primordial violet qi is of too high a Rank, so high that Red Ember's demonic flames simply cannot withstand this level of Law-level pressure.]

[That is why the demonic flames disintegrated upon contact with the giant palm.]

[Although the damage is still zero.]

[But the effect looks just like the real thing.]

Su Changge's heart was celebrating wildly, yet his face did not show even the slightest change in expression.

The Disciples of the Blazing Dragon Sacred Hall saw the receding demonic flames.

The injured Cultivators saw the receding demonic flames.

The Loose Cultivators who had already given up hope saw the receding demonic flames.

A young female Cultivator knelt on the ground, covered in wounds, watching the dark purple above her head being swallowed inch by inch by the gold, and tears streamed down her face.

"It's gone, the demonic flames are gone!"

Her voice was shrill and trembling.

An old Cultivator beside her covered her mouth.

"Don't shout! Don't disturb the Dao Lord!"

The entire venue was as quiet as a graveyard.

Tens of thousands of people held their breath, watching that golden giant palm descend inch by inch, watching the demonic flames recede inch by inch.

No one dared to speak.

No one dared to move.

Everyone had only one thought in their hearts.

That man in white had lightly raised a finger, and the world had changed.

Red Ember's dragon shadow in the sky was becoming increasingly faint.

It was not because he was disappearing, but because the demonic flames he had fused with the Dragon Vein cage were being stripped away by the Dao Rhyme of the giant palm.

He could no longer maintain his World-Burning Dragon Transformation.

"Impossible..."

Red Ember's voice shifted from a roar to a whisper.

"I am not reconciled..."

"Three hundred years of planning..."

The golden giant palm continued to descend.

Red Ember's dragon shadow was stripped from the sky, re-condensed into his dragon body, and plummeted from the air.

He crashed into the scorched earth of the venue, kicking up dust that filled the sky.

Black Armor's dragon body also lay flat within the area covered by the golden giant palm; the poison patterns on his black scales all dimmed, and those bone-eroding toxins obediently retreated back into his dragon body in the face of the Dao Rhyme.

Black Armor's sharp claws dug desperately into the ground, emitting the harsh sound of metal scraping against stone.

"I surrender!"

Black Armor's voice carried a weeping tone.

"Spare me, Dao Lord! I surrender!"

Mo Yuan's dark dragon body crawled on the ground; the Gloom Mist around him was completely dispersed by the golden light, and the spirits lingering around him all turned into fly ash.

In his pupil-less eye sockets, no light could be seen.

His Soul Sense had completely failed under the giant palm.

For a being that relied on Soul Sense to see, this was equivalent to being blind.

"I cannot see anything anymore."

Mo Yuan's voice was full of fear.

"I cannot perceive anything."

"This world is left with only the aura of that palm."

"Only it."

"It is everything."

Earth Collapse lay on the ground with all four limbs on the floor; half of the rock spikes on his dragon back were shattered, and his earth-yellow scales were covered in cracks.

He did not speak.

He did not even have the strength to speak.

The Dao Rhyme emitted by that golden giant palm suppressed all the Earth Dragon power within his body; he was now just an ordinary dragon, perhaps even worse than an ordinary dragon.

Four demonic dragons.

All lay on the ground.

The golden giant palm hovered at a height of thirty zhang above their heads, rotating slowly, the light patterns in its palm flowing ceaselessly.

The demonic flames were completely extinguished.

The dark purple Dragon Vein cage had shattered.

It was not smashed, but disintegrated on its own after losing the support of the demonic flames.

The sky returned to its original color.

Sunlight spilled down from the broken clouds, shining on the devastated venue.

It shone on the faces of the tens of thousands of Cultivators.

It shone on Su Changge's white clothes.

Su Changge sat on the jade chair, his right index finger still pointing at the sky.

Sunlight fell upon him, and the radiance of the golden giant palm intertwined with the sunlight, setting him off as if he were an Immortal who had stepped out of a painting.

The venue was very quiet.

It was quiet for about five breaths.

Then Xiao Huang cried.

An old Cultivator at the Peak of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, the Hall Revered Master of the Blazing Dragon Sacred Hall, a hegemon who had lived for thousands of years.

Cried.

Lying on the ground, his forehead pressed against the scorched earth, he wailed loudly.

"We survived."

"Survived!"

"We survived!"

His crying seemed to open some floodgate.

Everyone cried.

The crying of tens of thousands of people gathered together, even more deafening than the previous shouts.

Some were laughing while crying.

Some were crying while laughing.

Some hugged each other and wept bitterly.

Some knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of Su Changge.

"Long live the Dao Lord!"

"The Dao Lord saved us!"

"The Dao Lord is a living Immortal!"

Su Changge sat there, enduring the attention of tens of thousands of people.

His face was very calm.

[Alright, the demonic flames are extinguished, the cage is broken, and the four dragons are down.]

[But the problem is here.]

[These four dragons are still alive.]

[My special effects cannot kill them.]

[I can't just let this giant palm hover in the sky forever, right? There will always be a time when the Emotional Value runs out.]

[What happens when the giant palm disappears and these four dragons stand up again?]

[I have to think of a way to make them willingly admit defeat, or let someone else deal with them.]

Su Changge's gaze paused on Red Ember's dragon body for a moment.

Red Ember lay on the scorched earth, the red-gold scales on his dragon body dimmed by more than half, and the undying dragon fire on his wings had been extinguished.

His dragon eyes looked at Su Changge, interweaving fear and unwillingness.

Su Changge looked at him for three breaths.

Then Su Changge's gaze shifted away and looked at Ye Qingyao.

"Qingyao, come here."

Ye Qingyao walked to Su Changge's side.

"Revered Master."

Su Changge's voice was very low, low enough that only Ye Qingyao could hear it.

"How do you think these four dragons should be dealt with?"

Ye Qingyao tilted her head slightly, revealing a section of the fair curve of her neck, and after thinking seriously for a moment, she spoke.

"Is Revered Master testing this Disciple?"

Su Changge did not answer.

[I really don't know how to deal with them. How can someone at the Qi Refining First Layer deal with dragons at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage? I'm asking for your opinion, big sister.]

Ye Qingyao did not receive a response, so she gave the answer herself.

"Disciple believes that although these four dragons have committed many evils, they are not the root cause of today's disaster."

Ye Qingyao's voice was steady and clear.

"Disciple sensed an evil energy within Red Ember that did not belong to him; that evil energy came from a deeper existence. The four of them are just pawns."

Su Changge's brows moved imperceptibly.

[Pawns? A deeper existence? What does that mean?]

Ye Qingyao continued.

"Before I came here, I had heard of the Seal under Divine Flame Mountain. It suppresses the left arm of a Heavenly Demon. Red Ember choosing to set up the Dragon Vein Detonation Array at Divine Flame Mountain was likely due to the Heavenly Demon's Gu."

"The Heavenly Demon wants to borrow Red Ember's hand to tear open the Seal using the blood essence of tens of thousands of Cultivators."

Su Changge's heart churned.

[Heavenly Demon? Seal? Left arm?]

[What is all this? Why is it getting more and more outrageous?]

But his face only nodded slightly.

To Ye Qingyao, that nodding action was Revered Master expressing approval of her analysis.

A wave of gratification surged in Ye Qingyao's heart.

She knew that Revered Master was using the questioning method to guide her to think independently, rather than giving the answer directly.

This was Revered Master's way of teaching.

Silent and nourishing.

In reality, Su Changge's inner monologue was like this.

[Thank you, Ye Qingyao.]

[Every time you fill in the blanks in your head, you help me complete the plot.]

[You are my savior.]

The Purple Mansion Saint Master heard Ye Qingyao's words from the side, struggled to stand up, and bowed to Su Changge.

"Dao Lord, Purple Mansion Saint Master Wei Qinghe, requests an audience with the Dao Lord."

Su Changge's gaze swept toward her.

"Speak."

The Purple Mansion Saint Master gritted her teeth and said.

"Sect Master Ye is not wrong. This old woman practices Yin-type Cultivation Techniques and is extremely sensitive to the Heavenly Demon's aura. There is indeed a remnant will of the Heavenly Demon attached within Red Ember. His World-Burning Fire is mixed with the Heavenly Demon's evil energy, which is why it could burn through a Tribulation Transcendence Stage Magic Treasure."

"In this old woman's humble opinion, these four dragons can be killed or spared, but the Seal under Divine Flame Mountain is the real hidden danger."

Su Changge listened to these words, and gradually had a bottom line in his heart.

[So you're saying there is a bigger BOSS behind these four dragons?]

[A Heavenly Demon's left arm?]

[A Heavenly Demon's left arm sealed under Divine Flame Mountain?]

[My special effects can't even kill dragons, and you want me to deal with a Heavenly Demon?]

[Don't even think about it.]

Su Changge's face showed no change.

He withdrew his index finger from the sky.

The golden giant palm slowly rose under his finger-withdrawing action, getting further and further away from the four demonic dragons.

Red Ember's dragon body moved slightly.

Su Changge's gaze fell upon him.

Red Ember immediately lay back down, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Su Changge withdrew his gaze, his voice spreading faintly throughout the venue.

"This matter is concluded; you all may deal with the casualties yourselves."

He stood up and straightened his sleeves.

"As for these four dragons."

Su Changge glanced at Red Ember lying on the ground.

"Keep them."

Two words, light and airy.

But in everyone's ears, these two words carried more weight than that golden giant palm.

Keep them.

It was not that he didn't want to kill them.

It was that he couldn't be bothered to kill them.

It was that in the eyes of the Dao Lord, four demonic dragons at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage were simply not worth him making a move.

Xiao Huang knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling after hearing these two words.

"Dao Lord, you cannot!"

Xiao Huang's voice became urgent.

"This Red Ember is cruel and merciless; if you spare his life today, he will surely become a major threat in the future!"

Su Changge looked at Xiao Huang.

That look was very calm.

Xiao Huang's voice immediately lowered.

"The Dao Lord has his own profound meaning; this old man has spoken too much."

Su Changge did not speak again.

He turned around and walked toward the edge of the venue.

Ye Qingyao followed behind him.

Zhao Tian quickly climbed up and followed as well.

Su Changge walked three steps.

Then he stopped.

Because he felt an unusual fluctuation.

Not the System's special effects.

It was a real fluctuation.

Coming from under his feet.

Coming from deep within the earth.

Coming from the direction of Divine Flame Mountain.