The place Ye Wushuang and Huo Lingshan found was merely abundant in spiritual energy—nothing particularly valuable lay there.
Once Ye Wushuang replenished his energy, they set off again.
Their destination? The very heart of the Flame Prison, where the treasure they sought awaited.
Though no more Undying Specters appeared along the way, Ye Wushuang remained vigilant.
Finally, they reached the core of the Flame Prison, where the fire’s power burned fiercest.
Even from a distance, they could see a flickering flame dancing in the air.
But this flame was strange—though made of fire, it wasn’t shaped like ordinary flames. Instead, it took the form of a bird.
Smaller than a farm chicken, its divine aura was unmistakable. Every detail—from its beak to its feathers—was exquisitely defined, as though a true Divine Phoenix had been condensed into flame.
Huo Lingshan’s breath hitched.
“That’s it! The Undying Heavenly Flame!”
And beside it—Phoenix True Blood!
“That’s our goal! We’ve finally found it!”
After all their struggles, reaching this place filled her with exhilaration. If she could, she’d rush forward and absorb the Undying Heavenly Flame right then and there.
But her strength wasn’t enough to withstand the Flame Prison’s deepest reaches. For now, she could only watch in desperate excitement.
Ye Wushuang, though affected by her fervor, remained composed.
The closer to success, the greater the need for caution.
He advanced carefully, step by step.
Soon, they stood before the Undying Heavenly Flame.
Just as expected, Ye Wushuang saw what they had come for:
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A pool of Phoenix True Blood, shimmering beside the flame, eternally flowing as if it would never dry.
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A divine jade slab, pulsating with light—likely inscribed with the Phoenix Clan’s secret techniques.
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A fan, woven from Phoenix True Feathers—the single most sacred feather of a Divine Phoenix, embodying its essence and unmatched power.
Even unused, the fan’s aura alone spoke of its devastating might.
And surrounding these treasures were piles of other rare artifacts, undoubtedly collected by the Undying Fire Phoenix itself.
Any cultivator would be tempted beyond reason.
Yet Ye Wushuang did not act recklessly.
Instead, he tightened his grip on his strongest artifact—the Sky-Overturning Seal—while his Immortal King’s Sword remained ready to unsheathe at a moment’s notice.
Step by step, he approached.
One step. Ten steps. A hundred steps.
Nothing happened.
No traps. No ambushes.
Finally standing before the treasures, he hesitated—then reached for the Phoenix True Blood.
But the moment his fingers neared it—
“HAHAHAHA!!”
A thunderous laughter shook the entire Flame Prison.
“After countless years… FINALLY, a living soul has come to my domain!”
The voice boomed like collapsing mountains. The very ground trembled as though the prison itself would shatter.
Ye Wushuang whipped around—
And saw a towering figure, 999 zhang tall, looming behind him, blocking all escape.
The aura radiating from it was that of a Heavenly Supreme—a being whose mere presence made the world seem to revolve around him.
And his words confirmed the worst:
“I, the Undying Fire Phoenix, shall finally see the light of day again!”
Huo Lingshan’s face drained of color. Her lips parted, but no sound came out.
Facing an Immortal Emperor before had made her wail in despair.
But now, standing before a true Supreme?
True despair was silence.
Even Ye Wushuang’s expression darkened. His grip on the Sky-Overturning Seal turned white-knuckled.
But then—he noticed something.
The Undying Fire Phoenix wasn’t at full strength.
Like the Undying Specters they’d faced, only bones remained of the once-mighty phoenix. A wisp of his soul clung to existence, but time and suppression had eroded nearly all his power.
He was still a Supreme… but less than a ten-thousandth of his former self.
A cold smirk tugged at Ye Wushuang’s lips.
“Hah. I thought the legendary Undying Fire Phoenix had truly appeared.”
“But look at you—barely a shadow of your past glory.”
“You’re not a phoenix anymore. Just a plucked chicken waiting to die.”
“YOU DARE?!”
The insult struck like a lightning bolt.
To the Undying Fire Phoenix, Ye Wushuang was nothing but prey—a vessel for his rebirth. That this mere Immortal King would mock him?
Unforgivable.
“A SUPREME’S DIGNITY CANNOT BE INSULTED!”
“NOR CAN THE DIVINE PHOENIX CLAN BE MOCKED!”
“Today, you will learn the price of your arrogance!”
“And in your final moments…”
“You will witness the TRUE MIGHT OF A DIVINE PHOENIX!”
