Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

"Young man, what do you want to ask?"

The boss with scars on his face touched the purple crystal handed over by the other party with some curiosity. Anyone who can take out such a high-value item at will is not a small character, and the question he asks must be very important.

"I want to ask about the information of the final fire."

Mu Bai's answer almost made the boss, who was drinking water, spit it out.

"Friend, you are not kidding me."

"Do you think I'm kidding?"

The tone was very flat. If it weren't for the fact that the other party's extraordinary move and special temperament could not be seen, the boss would have regarded the other party as a troublemaker. After all, it's not that no one in this Sand City asked about the meaning of the final fire, but those were just children who didn't know the world.

"If you really don't know, then you should not know the legend of the God of Forging. The final fire is just a story for children before going to bed. That kind of powerful and abnormal fire cannot appear in the real world."

The boss also deliberately told the legend again.

Legend has it that tens of millions of years ago, there was an endless desert in the southern part of Yunzhou. The wind was as fierce as a wolf, rolling up yellow sand and dust, forming huge sand whirls. In this barren land, a story about the God of Forging losing the fire began to spread.

The God of Forging, named Yan Yang, is the source of all flames and the ancestor of all forgers. He has a blazing fire, which is the source of creating life and forging treasures. However, in a battle with the gods, Yan Yang accidentally lost the fire in this desert.

The moment the fire fell to the ground, a huge hole appeared on the surface in the center of the desert, like a tongue of fire, greedily devouring the surrounding heat, the wind was howling, the dust was flying, and the whole world seemed to be mourning for the lost fire.

Yan Yang felt the loss of the fire. He traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers and came to the edge of the desert. Looking at the cracked surface, his heart was filled with anxiety and sadness. He knew that if he could not find the fire, he would lose the ability to create life and forge treasures and become a mortal without ability, and the world would fall into darkness and coldness.

So Yan Yang decided to go deep into the desert to find the lost fire.

He endured the wind and dust, the endless heat and dryness. His skin was tanned by the scorching sun, and his lips were as cracked as the soil in the dry land, but he did not give up, because he knew that only by finding the fire could the light and vitality of the world be restored.

After countless days and nights, Yan Yang finally found the lost fire. He carefully held the fire in his palm. At that moment, he felt the heat and power of the fire. His heart was filled with joy and excitement. He knew that this fire was the key to restoring everything.

Yan Yang brought the fire back to Yunzhou Continent and integrated it into his body. At that moment, all life felt the fiery power and light.

Forgers also began to forge more treasures with the fire spirit passed down from this fire. These treasures and weapons were full of the bonus of the god of forging and became higher quality.

Legend has it that after that, Yan Yang kept the fire forever in a mysterious place. Whenever a new epoch-making forger was born, he would guide them to find the fire and pass it on. This fire also became the faith and soul of all forgers in the southern part of Yunzhou Continent.

"It's a very common and classic story."

The tavern owner said helplessly. When he was young, young children who heard this story always thought they would be the chosen ones, but when they grew up, they would understand that this kind of mythological story can be found everywhere, and even a new story with a different name.

"It's really classic."

After listening to this legend with a calm expression, Mu Bai actually had the answer in his heart.

Tens of millions of years ago, this time point is very far away. Perhaps there was no destiny and no God Emperor at that time. This God of Forging might really be just an ordinary strong man, but he was deified.

His momentum had gradually begun to affect everyone present while his heart sank slightly. The boy who was controlling the snake fire not far away could not even control the flames. The flames flowing out of his body swam rapidly like a real snake!

It plunged in. Seeing the other party attacking, Mu Bai stretched out two fingers and trapped it in an instant.

"Is this a fire spirit?"

After feeling the temperature of its surface, the Golden Crow flame power in Mu Bai's body automatically imitated the operation law of the white snake fire spirit. The next moment, a golden flame Golden Crow gradually grew out in his palm.

The boss was stunned by this scene, and many forgers present were also shocked.

"Too naughty."

The released white fire spirit quickly returned to the little boy's hand, and his master was a little apologetic.came over and bowed to apologize.

"Sorry, my apprentice didn't control the fire spirit well."

"It's okay."

The other party had no ill intentions, so Mu Bai was too lazy to take action. He walked out of the tavern and disappeared on the corner of the street.

The tavern owner twitched his mouth and said, "Fuck, there is such a thing? Isn't it said that forgers need to worship some kind of ceremony to make fire spirits? How can this young man imitate the operation rules of fire spirits in one move?"

"This means that he has a talent for forging and has mastered extremely strong flames."

The young man's bald master naturally knew what this meant. With his decades of experience as a forger, he could naturally see at a glance that Mu Bai had no experience in forging weapons, but the other party was too amazing in evolving fire spirits.

It takes three years for ordinary people to master fire spirits.

The first year is to try to sense the fire element.

The second year is to find the fire spirit through the fire element.

The third year is to contact the fire spirit and fully master the operation rules of the fire spirit.

But did the young man just take three seconds?

Isn't this the talent he is looking for?

The bald blacksmith immediately stood up and chased after the other party with his apprentice.

Unfortunately, when he came to the street blown by the wind and sand, he did not find the other party's figure, as if he was dissipated here like the sand that could not be held in his hand.

"What a pity."

The bald blacksmith muttered to himself with a frown, as if he missed a great thing.

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After walking out of the Sand City, Mu Bai stood on the endless desert and slowly opened the transmission channel.

In the transmission channel, Juegu Elder, Pojun Star Lord, Tiantong Star Lord, Jiang Yang and others arrived one after another, and the mighty members of the dark department also knelt on one knee like the previous people to offer their loyalty to the great supreme existence.

"I will send 100,000 members of the Anbu to lead you. The only requirement is to find intelligence information about all flames and collect all kinds of flames. No matter what, I must find the fire that can ignite the Jiuzhou Ding."

"All obstacles that hinder your work will be removed."

For this reason, he must do this even if it means the destruction of lives and the destruction of the original order in the south.

This is cruel and has even announced the inevitable death of some people, but Mu Bai doesn't care and won't regret it. When the Immortal Organization descends again, a new round of harvest will begin again. Compared with this, the death of a few people in the south seems to be easy to accept.

"Subordinates obey the order!"

Many Moon Wheel Realm powerhouses and Sun Wheel Realm powerhouses responded one after another.

The order of the creator of the Emperor Yan Creation is the iron law, the heaven and earth, and the end of everything. Even if the creator Mu Bai asks them to go through fire and water, they will not hesitate.

After each of them received a team of people, everyone went their separate ways.

Only the old man Jue Gu stood beside Mu Bai and looked at the vast sea of ​​sand.

"Master Mu Bai, I have some issues to report to you regarding the recent developments of the Tongtian Sect."