Chapter 126: Unusual Evolution, the Red Elf Fire
Perhaps, some unknown things exist right beside you. Everything that happens has its reason, yet you can often only accept it, as you have no other choice.
Watching the two giant dragons flying in the darkness, Liu Yi didn’t know what to say or what they were. Why would two things that shouldn’t exist appear here? The Dragon Emperor had long been gone seven thousand years ago, and as for that fire dragon, it should have been on an island thousands of miles away—so why was it in this dark space?
As Liu Yi pondered, a dragon roar echoed throughout the dark space. With that roar, the Dragon Emperor soared higher and higher. Suddenly, it turned, and its body vanished, transforming into a sword—a long black sword.
Liu Yi immediately recognized it as the “Sorrowful Dream” Sword. With the disappearance of the Dragon Emperor and the appearance of the sword, the fire dragon flew straight toward it and began circling around it.
Originally, the fire dragon was huge, but as it flew toward the “Sorrowful Dream” Sword, its size gradually decreased until it was only as big as the sword itself. As the fire dragon circled the sword, the “Sorrowful Dream” Sword emitted a flame-like glow, casting a dazzling golden light around it.
Liu Yi didn’t understand what was happening. When the glow stopped and the dragon disappeared, he realized the fire dragon was gone. At that moment, the “Sorrowful Dream” Sword flew toward him at a slow pace. He easily caught it and examined it closely. The circular hilt was no longer completely black; a dragon was carved on it—clearly the clawless fire dragon.
He gently drew the sword out. Its blade had changed—it was no longer white but completely black. The surrounding dark aura was also gone. Holding the hilt, he felt a sad yet warm aura, a sensation he had never experienced before. Not knowing what had happened, suddenly the dark space brightened. As it did, Liu Yi closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was back in the tent.
He felt much better. The fatigue from earlier was gone, and his veins flowed smoothly. He was back in top form. Yet, he still felt a warm sensation on his legs—a very pleasant warmth. Looking at the “Sorrowful Dream” Sword lying across his legs, he was surprised. Strange, the blade had really changed.
He gently picked up the sword. A fire dragon was circling up its blade, and the warm sensation came from the sword itself. He drew it out again. The blade was no longer silver-white but completely black, just as he had seen in the vision earlier.
Liu Yi didn’t know what had happened to the “Sorrowful Dream” Sword or why it had changed. But he had a feeling—that the sword was strengthening itself. The current “Sorrowful Dream” Sword was far more powerful than before.
Without further thought, Liu Yi picked up the “Sorrowful Dream” sword and stepped out of the tent. At that moment, a huge furnace had already been set up in the area between the forces of good and evil. The Wolf King was leading everyone to monitor the activities inside the furnace constantly.
Seeing Liu Yi come out, the Wolf King hurried over and said, “Lord Demon, why don’t you rest a bit?”
Liu Yi shook his head and looked at those familiar faces. “Everyone here is fighting desperately. How could I have the heart to rest?”
The Wolf King nodded and then sighed, “Something went wrong. I underestimated the hardness of the ‘Heavenly Essence Ore.’ Ordinary fire can’t melt it. We’ve added many materials to raise the temperature, but it still doesn’t work.”
At that moment, the Great Sword King looked at the Wolf King and said, “Are you kidding us? It took us so long to gather everything, only to find we can’t melt it. Aren’t we just waiting to die? Look at those holding up the Demon Suppression Flag—they’re almost exhausted.”
Liu Yi glanced in the direction the Great Sword King pointed. Indeed, although thousands of people were taking turns, their recovery speed was far too slow to meet the demands of the Demon Suppression Energy. It seemed that if things continued like this, they would all die of exhaustion within three days at most.
Liu Yi asked, “Teacher, isn’t there any other way?”
The Wolf King sighed in self-reproach, “It’s all my fault. I made a mistake. I forgot one thing—the ‘Heavenly Essence Ore’ is born from the essence of heaven and earth. Ordinary fire, even at high temperatures, can’t melt it. To truly melt it, we’d need to take the furnace to a volcano overseas and use magma to do it. But time is running out…”
Liu Yi thought for a moment and said, “Teacher, don’t blame yourself. There must be a solution. Have we tried splitting it into smaller pieces for melting?”
At that moment, Blue Blade ran over and said, “That’s right! Can’t you split it? Let me chop it up.”
The Wolf King shook his head. “Even if I couldn’t split it, with all the leaders of good and evil here, they could do it. But that’s not a solution. You see, the smaller the ‘Heavenly Essence Ore’ pieces, the smaller the area where the fire can burn. The more pieces there are, the harder it is to melt them.”
Liu Yi asked, “Don’t the leaders of good and evil have any fire-type magic artifacts?”
The Wolf King nodded. “There are some, but they’re all offensive. How can they burn for a long time to melt stones?”
Liu Yi also felt stuck at this point. If they couldn’t melt the ‘Heavenly Essence Ore’ now, they would truly die in hope. Could such a simple problem really not be solved?
With a “boom,” another deafening explosion came from Fengdu Ghost City, a hundred miles away. Following that explosion, countless undead rushed at the yellow shield, gradually causing it to waver…
The Wolf King shook his head and crouched down gently. “It’s too late. It’s all my fault. I forgot that ordinary fire can’t melt the ‘Heavenly Essence Ore.’ I’ve failed everyone. It’s my mistake, all my mistake…” Seeing the Wolf King’s self-reproach, Liu Yi felt a tightness in his chest.
Looking at that massive furnace, Liu Yi felt immense sorrow. Had this world truly come to an end? Was everyone’s effort really in vain? Perhaps, in the next moment, the Nine Nether Demon God would break through that seal; perhaps those poisonous miasmas would kill all life, leaving only himself and the Nine Nether Demon God in this world…
As Liu Yi was lost in his sorrowful thoughts, a voice called out, “Look over there.” Liu Yi turned toward the voice—it was Tianjiao speaking. That Tianjiao who resembled Jilier… But Liu Yi didn’t look at Tianjiao any longer because he noticed that everyone’s gaze was fixed on him— the leaders of the demonic and human factions, the Great Sword King, Shi Jie Yi, A Jiu, Shui Er, Lan Ren, the Wolf King… everyone’s eyes were on him.
Liu Yi sensed something was wrong and asked the Wolf King, “Teacher, is there something amiss?”
The Wolf King seemed very surprised and said nothing, merely pointing with his fan at the ‘Sorrowful Dream’ sword in Liu Yi’s left hand…
Liu Yi slowly looked down at his hand… What was that? The entire black sword body was on fire, with red flames representing extreme heat. A foot’s radius around the sword was completely surrounded by those red flames, yet his left hand, including half of his arm within those flames, only felt a slight warmth…