Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"Fellow Daoist, there is no need to worry. I am already doomed to die. I simply cannot continue to maintain this spiritual body."

The red man had a look of relief on his face, and he slowly said, "If I hadn't just absorbed and merged the other half of the original power devoured by the demon dragon, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to show up. Even so, I only have a little time. This time I showed up specifically just to see what the destined person he mentioned looks like. This is also the most regrettable thing before he died that year."

After saying that, the little red man showed a relieved smile, which was filled with a bit of vicissitudes and helplessness.

After hearing this, Yang Qian remained silent and stood quietly where he was, his body as motionless as a sculpture. He already knew in his heart that the "he" the other party was talking about was the original spirit of the Vermillion Bird Stone.

Moreover, Yang Qian could clearly sense that the flames on the red man were rapidly dissipating at an astonishing speed.

The Six Ding True Fire that originally surrounded its body like colorful ribbons was now like a surging tide, rushing towards the fireball below at an unimaginable speed.

"Fellow Daoist, the Vermillion Bird Stone is now in your hands." As the red man's voice gradually became lower and lower until it dissipated in the hot space, the blazing flames emanating from the entire red man, like a bird returning to its nest, merged into the red fireball below without hesitation.

Not only that, the surrounding Six Ding True Fires seemed to be given life in an instant and came alive. With an indomitable and resolute momentum, they rushed forward one after another.

The blazing fireball now turned bright red, emitting dazzling light, like an extremely hot sun descending to the earth.

The intense firelight illuminated the surrounding area for hundreds of miles as bright as day, so bright that it was almost impossible to look directly at it.

For a moment, the area was completely enveloped by the extremely dazzling flames and fell into a blinding light.

Even Yang Qian's breath was choked, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.

Fortunately, the mysterious sea of ​​fog outside blocked the amazing light and energy fluctuations from spreading outward.

Otherwise, who knows what kind of high-level beings would be attracted by such an earth-shaking celestial phenomenon.

Even those who are at the fusion level or even the Mahayana stage, who are at the top of the cultivation world, might be attracted.

Thinking of this, Yang Qian did not dare to hesitate for a moment, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face instantly became extremely solemn. He quickly activated the Yuanci Divine Light and the spell shield to the maximum extent, the light was bright, and the magic power was surging.

"It must be resolved as soon as possible, in case something unexpected happens." Yang Qian thought to himself.

He quickly raised one hand to cover his eyes, with his fingers slightly bent, trying to block some of the dazzling firelight to avoid burning his eyes.

"Is this... sacrificial fusion?" Yang Qian frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the red man's every move, his face full of solemnity. He had no more doubts in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

The flames around him roared and heat waves rolled in.

The red man, as the spiritual body of the Six Ding True Fire, appears so small yet special in this hot environment.

It finally encountered the original spirit of the Vermillion Bird Stone. The two originally got along very well and had accompanied each other in this mysterious space and overcame difficulties together.

Unfortunately, he was later forced by the evil dragon, the gears of fate turned mercilessly, and eventually his life ended.

Yang Qian shook his head lightly, a look of regret appeared on his face, and he murmured to himself:
"What a trick of fate!"

Afterwards, he stopped thinking about the little red man, and stared at the huge fireball below with his eyes burning with flames, as if he wanted to see through it. His hands clenched unconsciously, his body tilted slightly, and his whole body exuded a vigilant aura.

Even though there is no major danger anymore, Yang Qian, who has always been cautious, will naturally not take it lightly, especially when high-level beings may be attracted.

“Why hasn’t it completely absorbed the Six Ding Divine Fire? The Bing Fire Yang Thunder in the Vermillion Bird Stone should speed up the absorption of the Six Ding Divine Fire.” Yang Qian frowned, looking anxious, muttering to himself, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, then slowly released them.

After all, the Vermillion Bird Stone containing the Bing Fire Yang Thunder was now lying quietly in the fireball below.

You know, this is probably the only natural treasure in the entire spiritual world that possesses Binghuo Yanglei. Its preciousness and powerful power are difficult to estimate.

The Mahayana cultivators are at the pinnacle of the spiritual world. They possess the ability to know everything. If they knew that there was such a treasure here, they would come here at all costs to fight for it.

The True Spirits are the most powerful creatures in the spiritual world. It is estimated that their desire for Binghuo Yanglei is no less than that of the Mahayana cultivators.

How could they not be tempted by such a tempting treasure?
Although the possibility of a Mahayana-level being coming here is very small, even if an alien at the fusion level came, Yang Qian would definitely not have the strength to protect this Vermillion Bird Stone.

Yang Qian knew this clearly, so it was inevitable that he was a little worried. He was looking forward to getting the Vermillion Bird Stone and using the Bing Fire Yang Thunder in it to improve his strength, but he was also worried that something unexpected would happen in the process.

If other high-level monks or powerful alien races noticed the abnormality here and came to rob, all his previous efforts would be wasted, and he might even fall into a desperate situation.

This uncertainty made Yang Qian feel like an ant on hot pot, anxious and restless.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Just when Yang Qian was getting a little anxious, the fireball below that looked like the sun finally changed.

Along with the deafening whirring sound of burning, the huge fireball began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye. And as it shrank, the burning and jumping Six Ding Divine Fire on it also underwent wonderful changes.

No, it didn't disappear. Instead, it was continuously absorbed by the Suzaku Stone like the tide until it was completely absorbed.

Yang Qian's eyes flashed, and he suddenly realized something. He breathed a sigh of relief and instantly understood the reason for the change in the situation. He nodded slightly, and his tense body relaxed a little. He said to himself, "So that's how it is. It seems that the power of this Vermillion Bird Stone is indeed extraordinary."

The Six Ding Divine Fire was like being swallowed, fused and absorbed bit by bit by an invisible giant mouth, and the speed was getting faster and faster, as if time was speeding up.

Finally, a small and exquisite stone slowly appeared in front of Yang Qian, just floating quietly in the void, exuding a mysterious and alluring breath.

"Suzaku Stone!" Yang Qian's eyes were instantly filled with surprise, the light was like the bright stars in the night sky, he couldn't help but blurt it out, his voice was full of uncontrollable excitement. Then, he no longer hesitated, his whole body suddenly flashed with lightning, and in an instant he came to the side of the Suzaku Stone as if teleporting.

Yang Qian opened his eyes wide, fixed his gaze on the Vermillion Bird Stone, and examined it carefully. The Vermillion Bird Stone was bright and rich red, like fresh blood, bright and juicy, with a kind of beauty that made people's heart palpitate.

Its surface is not smooth and flat, but covered with delicate and unique textures. These textures are like the feathers of a vermilion bird, with each feather clear and the lines flowing and dynamic.

Faintly, there was a red arc flickering occasionally. The arc was like a nimble little snake, emitting a powerful and dangerous aura. It was the divine thunder arc contained in the Vermillion Bird Stone.

"That's right! It is indeed the Vermillion Bird Stone!" At this moment, Yang Qian's breathing became rapid, his face flushed with excitement, and his hands were trembling slightly, because what was in front of him was not an ordinary stone, but the rare treasure he had always dreamed of - Binghuo Yanglei!
Thinking of this, Yang Qian took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner agitation. His eyes were like torches, and he raised his right hand, with his five fingers slightly bent, as if he was about to grasp the mysterious and precious Vermillion Bird Stone in his hand.

However, an unexpected scene suddenly happened.

The moment Yang Qian's fingers touched the Vermillion Bird Stone, the entire red Vermillion Bird Stone burst into a sharp sizzling sound as if it were an enraged beast, which made people tremble with fear.

Several thick red arcs of electricity suddenly burst out from the mysterious and complex patterns on the surface of the Vermillion Bird Stone.

These electric arcs were like dragons with bared fangs and claws, carrying the momentum of destroying the world, and instantly illuminated the surrounding space red.

Wherever the electric arc passed, the air was burned and distorted, making a sharp explosion sound, the momentum was extremely terrifying for a moment.

Crackling!

After this deafening sound suddenly exploded, it was like thunder from heaven and earth.

Yang Qian's eyelids jumped suddenly, and he saw the skin on his palm moving rapidly like a stream of water. In the blink of an eye, he activated the Brahma True Demon Art with all his strength, and at the same time, wrapped the extremely yin and soft Guishui Yin Lei tightly around his arm like a layer of gauze.

Even so, Yang Qian's palm still felt like an ice cube thrown into boiling magma, and was burned by the terrifyingly high temperature so much that he couldn't help but shrink.

"With this kind of high temperature, the Binghuo Yang Lei is really terrifying! What's more terrifying is that this fire is only aimed at my palm, but even the surrounding air is burned so strongly by its trace of lightning power." Yang Qian was not surprised but happy, and muttered to himself. The voice seemed to come from the distant sky, with a hint of excitement and anticipation.

His eyes were as sharp as torches as he glanced at the void surrounding the Vermillion Bird Stone. He saw that the originally distorted and deformed space was now like a wounded giant beast gasping for breath, and was gradually returning to normal.

Such astonishing power not only did not make Yang Qian annoyed or surprised, but made him even more satisfied.

"We can't delay any longer. We must subdue him as soon as possible." Yang Qian looked solemnly, looking up at the black mist around him. He saw that the mist was like a layer of black gauze that was gradually becoming thinner, and its concentration was much thinner than before. He couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his chin, thinking.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Qian's eyes suddenly flashed, he let out a long breath, and finally made a decision.

His hands were as fast as the wind, he made quick hand gestures, his fingers flew nimbly, leaving behind a dazzling array of afterimages, and he continuously performed various secret techniques.

"Geng Metal Tribulation Thunder, Yi Wood Positive Thunder, Gui Water Yin Thunder, listen to my command! The three thunders merge into one!"

As the sound of Yang Qian's magic formula rang out like a huge bell, three kinds of electric arcs, silver like frost, gold like clouds, and blue like the sea, spurted out of his mouth.

These three arcs of electricity were like three roaring thunder dragons, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, carrying the momentum to destroy the world.

The crackling sound of thunder and lightning was like surging waves, suppressing the originally arrogant voice of the Binghuo Yanglei on the Suzaku Stone, as if announcing the arrival of the three divine thunders in this fierce confrontation.

At the same time, under Yang Qian's powerful drive, the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder's arc that was as cold as a metal blade, the Yimu Positive Thunder's arc that was as vibrant as spring bamboo, and the Guishui Yin Thunder's arc that was as deep and soft as the deep sea, all three burst out with earth-shaking thunder power.

These arcs suddenly converged into one place, like three surging rivers of thunder converging and spinning rapidly.

In this extremely fast rotation, the three elements blend into each other, becoming one and turning into a dazzling three-color electric arc thread.

"Go to me!"

Yang Qian put his fingers together to form a sword, with a serious expression, and quickly pointed at the blood-red Vermillion Bird Stone.

The silk thread formed by the fusion of the three divine thunders was like an extremely agile thunder snake. It twisted its body and quickly coiled towards the Vermillion Bird Stone at lightning speed.

As if it had sensed the menacing force of the three divine thunders, the Bing Fire Yang Thunder in the Vermillion Bird Stone was also unusually active, like an enraged ferocious beast.

"Crack!"

"Stab, stab!"

A series of terrifying loud noises suddenly exploded.

The Bing Fire Yang Thunder, like an awakened ancient demon god, began to burst out wildly and violently from the Suzaku Stone.

The blood-red lightning instantly bloomed like a bloody sun, illuminating the entire space in blood-red, like countless ferocious and terrifying blood pythons suddenly appearing in the world. They carried a violent and destructive aura, twisting their bodies madly, trying to resist the siege of the three great divine thunders: Gengjin robbery thunder, Yimu positive thunder, and Guishui yin thunder.

For a moment, the area was completely filled with lightning of various colors.

The silver arc of Gengjin's robbery thunder, the golden arc of Yimu's positive thunder, and the blue arc of Guishui's Yin thunder, after violently colliding with the blood-red Binghuo's Yang thunder, burst out into an astonishingly thick super grid.

The thunder roared like thousands of horses galloping and the sky and the earth collapsing.

Countless arcs of electricity of various colors collided with each other, making crackling sounds.

The nearby areas under the black fog sea were trembling under the extremely terrifying thunder power, and looked like they were about to collapse completely.

Sparks flew everywhere, shining like stars. Electric flashes danced wildly, intertwining and entwining, completely turning this piece of heaven and earth into an extremely terrifying prison of thunder.

Yang Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, his body refining technique was fully activated, and his body protection thunder technique was always activated. At this moment, he seemed extremely calm, watching the unprecedented battle between the four great thunders in the world of immortal cultivation, standing in silence in the void. (End of this chapter)