Chapter 359: Chapter 359: Subjugation
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passed.
At a certain moment, the floating Black Sun gradually faded away.
Wei Yang’s figure appeared, suspended above the now quiet and peaceful green sea of flames.
Looking down across the fire below, his gaze shifted to the palm of his right hand.
In his palm, a flame resembling a green liquid rose gently, flickering softly.
"Life Spirit Flame..." Wei Yang shook his dizzy head, and despite his pale face, a look of excitement crept into his expression.
He had finally secured it!
Now, the core flame had none of the raging wildness or fury it once displayed. Instead, it sat obediently in the center of Wei Yang’s palm, quietly burning, docile and tamed.
Although it had not yet been refined, its core core had already been fully subdued.
Gentle pulses of powerful life force radiated out from the core flame. The warm green glow bathed him, and even his severely depleted soul power felt subtly nourished.
"What a flame..." Wei Yang smiled, murmuring in praise. "Truly worthy of its name."
It appeared this Heavenly Flame didn’t just have life-extending effects—it also had healing properties.
In fact, its healing effects might not be inferior to the Three Thousand Burning Flame, famed as the Undying Flame. It might even surpass it.
But that wasn’t surprising.
No matter how incredible the power of the stars might be, it likely still couldn’t compare with the raw force of life itself.
More importantly, this flame could accelerate the maturation of medicinal herbs, something that any alchemist would see as a treasure of their wildest dreams.
As Wei Yang stared at the flame in his hand, he couldn’t help but marvel at the wonders of nature.
After a moment...
He flicked his wrist and tossed the flame downward, back toward the green fire sea.
"Go on. Reabsorb your energy."
Whoosh—
The core flame descended and slowly merged with the sea of fire below, disappearing from view.
Then—
Boom—!
A massive pulse rippled through the fire sea, and it began to rotate slowly, its motion gaining speed by the second. At the same time, the flames gradually began shrinking inward, converging toward a single central point.
It was as if a black hole had opened at the core, ravenously devouring the vast expanse of fire.
"That’s an entire sea of pure life force... Incredible." Wei Yang sighed in amazement.
Very quickly, the entire fire sea vanished in a strange and eerie manner.
All that remained was a single, millstone-sized flame hovering silently in the air, still resembling a green liquid, flickering gracefully, full of spirit.
Its soft green glow illuminated the surrounding darkness, giving off a warm and comforting presence.
"Come here," Wei Yang called, raising his hand.
The green flame hesitated slightly, rising where it was—as though reluctant to obey. But in the end, with a flash, it shot toward Wei Yang’s palm. There, its size rapidly shrank to fit in his hand, settling quietly in his grasp.
"Still a bit wild, huh?" Wei Yang chuckled softly. "Not bad, though."
This was expected—it had only just been subdued, after all. They’d need time to adapt to one another.
But now that it was in his hands, it wouldn’t be going anywhere.
"Looks like that girl Qing Lin finally has her Heavenly Flame now."
Yes—Wei Yang had already decided. The Life Spirit Flame would be given to Qing Lin to refine and use.
He had long promised to find her a suitable Heavenly Flame, and this one fit the bill perfectly.
Wei Yang already possessed the Black Sun Burning Heaven Flame, and had no need for another.
Xian’er had also found her match—the Ghostly Poison Flame—which suited her constitution.
Therefore, the Life Spirit Flame would belong to Qing Lin alone.
"But Qing Lin is still only a low-level Dou Zong. She can’t refine the Life Spirit Flame yet—not until she reaches high-level Dou Zun, maybe even the peak Dou Zun."
Wei Yang lowered his head, eyes locked on the green flame in his palm.
Though it now appeared only the size of a small blossom, the energy within it was terrifying.
If it were to fully bloom, it would unleash an immense sea of fire.
And to think—such a vast sea of flame had been compressed into this tiny body. The power it held was unimaginable.
Even with Wei Yang’s assistance, for Qing Lin to successfully refine it, her cultivation wasn’t the only concern. She’d also need to make thorough preparations.
And the auxiliary items needed for the refining process... would be far from ordinary.
Even Heaven Cold Qi might not be sufficient. He’d have to find something even more powerful to aid her.
But Wei Yang wasn’t particularly worried. By the time Qing Lin was ready, he would likely have reached the Dou Zun realm himself. At that point, his alchemy skills would be enough to refine five- or six-colored Tier 8 pills—not a problem at all.
An alchemist capable of crafting pills with five or six thunderstrikes would be highly sought after across the Central Plains.
As long as he spoke the word, people would line up to deliver him whatever rare ingredients he needed.
With a flick of his hand, Wei Yang took out a jade bottle and gently placed the Life Spirit Flame inside. Then, he sealed it with several layers of runic seals, each more intricate than the last.
After finishing, he looked at the jade bottle and said softly:
"Rest well in there. Sleep for now. I’ve already found the right master for you."
Putting away the jade bottle, Wei Yang let his gaze drift across the now-darkened void.
With the sea of fire gone, the surrounding void was plunged into absolute darkness.
As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but pitch-black emptiness.
Silent. Cold. Vast. Desolate...
There was no sky, no ground—not even a concept of up or down, left or right.
Wei Yang, dressed in black, seemed to merge completely with the void, becoming part of its endless stillness.
Who would’ve thought that in such a barren and lifeless place, the mighty Life Spirit Flame had once been born?
But soon, Wei Yang noticed something unusual.
He sensed that from every direction in the void, pure Wood-attribute energy was slowly seeping forth, converging bit by bit...
And it was all flowing toward the place where the fire sea once blazed.
This region—left barren by the flame’s disappearance—was starting to show faint signs of life again.
"Hm?"
Wei Yang’s eyebrows lifted slightly.
Was it possible that, after countless years, another Life Spirit Flame might be born here?
Then he shook his head.
That was highly unlikely.
The birth of a Heavenly Flame was an extremely rare coincidence, the result of many variables aligning perfectly. Miss even one, and it wouldn’t happen.
Even replicating the same environment wouldn’t guarantee another would be born—especially not one as high-ranking as this.
Heavenly Flames like Nihility Devouring Flame or Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame were considered miracles that even the heavens couldn’t reproduce.
Even slightly lesser ones, such as the Gold Emperor Incinerating Heavenly Flame or Life Spirit Flame, were already once-in-an-era creations.
For a single era to produce just one or two of them was already beyond belief. A third? Nearly impossible.
Unless Wei Yang left behind a seed flame of the Life Spirit Flame.
In that case, after several thousand years in this special environment, perhaps—just perhaps—this child flame might one day develop spiritual awareness of its own.
But obviously, Wei Yang had no intention of doing that.
This was the Life Spirit Flame, after all—not something comparable to Green Lotus Core Flame or Wind and Thunder Fury Flame.
Even a sub flame carried great significance.
At the very least, right now, Wei Yang had no plans to take that risk.
...
Shaking his head slowly, he calmed his thoughts.
Wei Yang sat down cross-legged in the void, closed his eyes, and began circulating his cultivation technique, drawing in the wood-elemental energy now permeating the space to restore himself.
His dou qi was easy enough to replenish—he’d be back to full strength in two or three days.
But his soul, on the other hand, had been severely overdrawn. That would take longer.
He didn’t want to rely on medicinal support either. He chose natural recovery.
He estimated it would take about half a month to return to peak condition.
So, with that in mind, Wei Yang entered a deep meditative state.
As time passed...
From the depths of the endless void, countless faint spiritual lights drifted down gently, gradually being drawn into his soul.
Wei Yang’s consciousness stirred, and he began circulating the Nine-Refinement Heavenly Soul Technique.
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