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Chapter 19

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The old man Han, who saved Ye Jing, unexpectedly turned out to be a madman, and without any explanation, he attacked the chief elder of Dongtang who had just arrived.

The two grandmasters who arrived later unexpectedly engaged in battle, and for a moment, the initial threat, the Red Spirit Banner Lord, was left unattended.

Seeing that the chief elder Yan of Dongtang had arrived, although he could not deal with him immediately, he did not intend to stay any longer.

The other powerful figures from Guangcheng Mountain and the rest of Tiandong Continent were also rushing over.

Diving into the Dragon Suppressing Abyss, the Red Spirit Banner Lord delivered his final punch across the valley. After the punch, he did not even look at the result and immediately fled far away.

The target of his punch... was still Ye Jing, who held the true fire seed...

Ye Jing was about to cry.

Yan Zhaoge was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Everything was in chaos...

Yan Zhaoge shouted, "Throw away the fire seed, he uses it to determine your position!"

Ye Jing finally reacted and hurriedly threw away the Liyan True Fire seed.

But the speed of the grandmaster's punch was too fast. Even with the terrain of the Dragon Suppressing Abyss as an obstacle, it arrived in an instant, too fast for Ye Jing to dodge.

Fortunately, due to the previous confrontation between the old man Han and the Red Spirit Banner Lord, the rocks around Ye Jing had already collapsed and become extremely fragile.

The second punch of the Red Spirit Banner Lord had not yet arrived, but the storm it raised already caused the rocks in the valley to collapse.

Ye Jing's body fell uncontrollably, barely avoiding the vital points. Although he was still severely injured by the flame storm, he did not die on the spot.

However, to the others, it looked as if Ye Jing was falling into the bottomless Dragon Suppressing Abyss, and with his cultivation, there was no chance of survival.

Even though he did not die from the Red Spirit Banner Lord's punch, this time he could not escape death.

Seeing the situation turn from bad to worse, the fellow disciples, regardless of their previous relationship with Ye Jing, all felt a deep sorrow.

Yan Zhaoge, however, was not concerned.

He was even a bit sleepy.

The sudden appearance of the old man Han made Yan Zhaoge fully believe that Ye Jing was indeed the protagonist with a golden aura.

So, jumping off a cliff is very easy, right?

Not only will he not die, but if he doesn't get some kind of extraordinary encounter, obtain a few secret manuals, and advance a few levels, when Ye Jing returns, Yan Zhaoge would feel embarrassed to greet him.

Yan Zhaoge watched Ye Jing, who was flailing and free-falling, with an unusually calm demeanor, as if he had already seen through everything.

But at that moment, a brilliant light suddenly emerged from the black fog-covered abyss below.

Streams of light intertwined with the black fog, rising into the sky, causing a destructive wave.

"That is... my internal crystal furnace, which exploded after falling into the abyss?" Yan Zhaoge was stunned.

Then he saw the destructive wave rising upward, meeting Ye Jing, who was falling downward!

Under the impact of the violent force, Ye Jing's already severely injured and battered body instantly disintegrated!

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge was slightly dazed: "...Is your fate good or bad?"

Ye Jing's eyes were wide with rage, but he could only watch helplessly as his body disintegrated, feeling no sensation, not even the intense pain.

"Yan—Zhaoge!!"

Watching the explosion of the internal crystal furnace, watching himself being swallowed by the wave, Ye Jing let out a mad roar, echoing through the abyss, filled with resentment and unwillingness.

The dark red ring on his right finger suddenly emitted an unprecedented brilliant light.

For a moment, under the glow of the dark red fire, the flame storm created by the Red Spirit Banner Lord's punch seemed to pale in comparison, like insignificant sparks.

Yan Zhaoge's pupils contracted. He could vaguely see that around Ye Jing's body, an image seemed to be projected from the dark red ring.

The image showed a world of fire.

Under the dark red sky, lava erupted, and magma overflowed, like the end of the world.

A sense of great disaster, great destruction, and great suffering emanated from it. Lava splashed, forming a terrifying hell of flowing fire.

Thousands of streams of fire condensed in the air, forming a roaring giant of flame!

The aura of the flame giant was so overwhelming that it instilled boundless fear and reverence, making one involuntarily want to prostrate in worship.

It was a far more terrifying aura than that of the chief elder of Dongtang, the old man Han, and the Red Spirit Banner Lord.

Although it was only for a moment, and only a phantom image, the aura still made one's heart race.

The others, their vision obstructed by the black fog, could not see what was happening, but they all felt a deep tremor in their hearts, unable to control themselves.

Yan Zhaoge, looking at the image, seemed to be deep in thought.

But what caught his attention more was Ye Jing's ultimate fate.

Ye Jing's body had already been completely shattered by the wave of the Dragon Suppressing Abyss, turning into a cloud of blood, and his life seemed to have come to an end.

But the sudden phenomenon seemed to indicate that Ye Jing's golden aura was at work again?

The shattered flesh of Ye Jing, under the glow of the dark red fire from the ring, seemed to form a faint shadow, with the same features as Ye Jing.

"Soul..."

Yan Zhaoge understood. Then he saw Ye Jing's soul gradually being absorbed by the dark red fire and flying into the ring.

Even though his body was shattered and he could be considered dead, the ring still saved his life, giving him a last chance to turn the tide.

Watching the ring sink into the abyss, Yan Zhaoge stroked his chin: "Hehe, interesting."

Although he did not know what would happen to Ye Jing in the future, he imagined there would always be a way to make a grand return.

For example, reshaping his body, greatly advancing his cultivation, or even turning a disaster into a blessing and having some extraordinary encounter, or being able to practice some powerful technique recorded in the ring without a body...

There must always be a way, right?

But today's developments were even unexpected by Yan Zhaoge.

Ye Jing had truly been through a lot. If asked, he would probably be a million times unwilling.

He almost got completely destroyed.

"If the golden aura had a durability value, Ye Jing would have used up a lot today." Yan Zhaoge's mind involuntarily turned to some absurd thoughts.

Ye Jing's angry and resentful roar still echoed in the air.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? It wasn't me who threw the internal crystal furnace to hit you. I'm even worried about my own internal crystal furnace, let alone..."

Yan Zhaoge scratched his ear, his smile gradually turning cold: "...I ignored you, and you still came to provoke me? If you don't appear in front of me in the future, it would be fine, but the matter of the Liyan True Fire seed, we still need to settle it."

"What does it matter if you have a golden aura? I'll make you go from a protagonist in a happy story to a protagonist in a tragic story!"

The Dragon Suppressing Abyss was filled with raging waves, and the black fog continued to surge upward. A blue light and a white light flew up, emerging from the abyss and landing in front of Yan Zhaoge.

The Liyan True Fire seed floated quietly, and the white light returned to its ordinary form, a small iron plate, landing in the dust.

Yan Zhaoge collected the fire seed and the iron plate: "Although I've gone through a series of upheavals, I finally got what I wanted."

Yan Zhaoge walked through the storm, causing one Guangcheng Mountain disciple after another to struggle to protect themselves.

Looking back at the abyss below, Yan Zhaoge suddenly thought, "Right, this iron plate seems to belong to Ye Jing..."

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