Refining a Demon Core was not something that could be done with a simple method of cultivation, and it required supreme cooperation. Every generation of Flame Devil Kings needed the help of the High Priest to obtain the power of the Demon Core.
"Where is this place?" Ye Zhen was brought to a secret room, the surrounding walls were filled with Red Spider Lilies, and there were also images of several people.
"This is the Grand Hall of the Priest Palace, there are images of the previous Flame Devil Kings."
Ye Zhen looked at the image on the wall. The first generation of Flame Devil Kings was tall and had hideous facial features, long ears and sharp claws. They looked very different from humans. The second generation had already begun to change, and it was not until the fourth generation of Flame Devil Kings that they looked similar to humans.
"Aren't Flame Devil Kings reborn from generation to generation? Why are there men and women? "Ye Zhen asked curiously, the first Flame Devil King was obviously a man.
"The Flame Devil King's inheritance does not differentiate between men and women, no one knows if they will be reborn as a man or a woman."
Ye Zhen looked towards the last generation Flame Devil King. It was a pretty lady, who should have been Ye Jingshu's previous incarnation. It was just that, looking at the lady in the image, she seemed to have a kind of gentle disposition, different from Ye Jingshu's vicious aura.
"You look very similar to Shi Ying." The Supreme glanced at Ye Zhen, knowing she was looking at Shi Ying.
"I don't think I look like her." Ye Zhen said lightly.
The Supreme smiled and shook his head, "It's not that you look alike, but … your temperaments are very similar. She lived in the Xuantian Continent for a long time, hoping to lead everyone back to it, unfortunately …"
Ye Zhen recalled the scene of the Flame Devils being massacred, "Rather than going to the Xuantian Continent to be killed, it's better to stay in the Flame Region."
"The Flame Region is no longer suitable for living." The Supreme said softly, "In another fifty years, the Flame Region will be swallowed by darkness, and this place will become a land of death. No creature will be able to survive here."
"Is there no other place to live besides the Xuantian Continent?" Ye Zhen asked, not knowing why, but ever since she saw what happened in the dream, she felt an inexplicable resistance towards the Xuantian Continent.
When humanity was obliterated, what those martial artists did was even more terrifying than the Flame Devils.
The Supreme smiled faintly, "If we can find it, that would be even better. I've been searching for it for a hundred years."
Ye Zhen said, "Tell me how to refine it."
"Come here." He took Ye Zhen to the middle of the palace and made a strange gesture with his hands. Suddenly, there was a burst of light around them, and the images of the demon kings of the past bloomed with a faint layer of light. The light gathered above their heads, and a beam of light fell on them.
The place where they stood began to turn slowly.
Ye Zhen's eyes flashed with surprise. She looked at Shangshang, who was still practicing, and a powerful spiritual force gushed out of his body.
A barrier appeared around them.
"Your Devil Core is the inheritance of the previous Flame Devil Kings, so you need to borrow their power to refine it." Shangshang slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ye Zhen with a gentle gaze.
"Aren't they … dead?" Ye Zhen looked at the faintly glowing images and felt very strange.
"Yes, they have indeed reincarnated, but they still have remnants of their consciousness. Furthermore, they can sense your Devil Core."
It seemed like the Devil Core was not simple. No wonder Ye Jingshu had always wanted to obtain it.
"Then how should I refine it?" Ye Zhen asked in a low voice.
Shangshang took a few steps closer to her, and a futon appeared behind her. "Yao Yao, sit cross-legged."
Ye Zhen had never been so close to Shangshang before. She wanted to step back with some resistance.
"Sit down." Shangshang took her hand. "I don't want to offend you, but I am the high priest. Only I can help you refine it."
"What do you mean?" Ye Zhen frowned.
"The meaning of my existence is for you," Shangshang whispered.
Ye Zhen's brows wrinkled even more.
"Close your eyes and condense the spiritual force of your Qi Sea into the Devil Core …" Shangshang sat down and grabbed Ye Zhen's hand, their palms facing each other.
Although she did not like Shangshang's touch, Ye Zhen did not resist anymore. It was more important to refine the Devil Core. She did not want to enter such a terrible dream every time she slept.
When the time came, she would be possessed by the devil herself.
Ye Zhen closed her eyes and felt a warm airflow coming from Shangshang's palm. It followed her meridians to her Qi Sea and wrapped around the Devil Core.
As if there was a force pulling her, Ye Zhen felt that her whole body was immersed in the warm sunshine.
The Devil Core was an inheritance. Apart from power, it also contained memories.
She had already seen the cruelest side of it in her dreams, but now she did not feel the coldness of the nightmares.
"High Priest, why must I practice these techniques? It's too hard. Can I … stop practicing?" The little girl's arm had just healed. Her delicate and cute face was full of grievance.
The tall man in white squatted down and gently held her in his arms. "Shiying, be good. It will be over soon. If you don't practice, you will be in danger."
The little girl looked up at him. "High Priest, why do those martial artists hate us? What did we do wrong?"
"We didn't do anything wrong." The man said gently. "We need to learn how to protect ourselves."
"Then can we live in the Xuantian Continent in the future?"
"Do you like it there?"
"I like it …"
The man in white stroked her hair. "Then practice well."
The scene changed. The little girl had already grown up. She was a beautiful and delicate girl. She stood in front of the man in white. "High Priest, why can't the Xuantian Continent and the Flame Region coexist peacefully? Our enmity has existed for over a thousand years. Is there no chance for us to bury the hatchet?"
"This isn't something we can bury just because we want to."
"I want to go to the Xuantian Continent and let those people know that we Flame Demons don't kill innocents." The girl cried out.
The man in white looked at her tenderly, his eyes filled with pity. "Shi Ying, the martial artists of the Xuantian Continent will not tolerate us."
"I heard that the most powerful martial artist in the Xuantian Continent is called Emperor Mo. As long as he agrees to live peacefully with us Flame Demons, the others will definitely agree." Shi Ying said. "High Priest, if we don't leave now, the Flame Demons will go extinct. It's been thirty years since a baby was born."
"Emperor Mo … is not a simple person." The man in white said.
Shi Ying laughed. "That's why we need to find him."
The scene changed once more to the glacial cliff.
"Why?" The man in front of Shi Ying was no longer the man in white, but a man in black.
Ye Zhen couldn't see the man's face clearly, but for some reason, when she thought of him, her qi sea began to ripple.
The Demon Core completely melted into specks of light in her qi sea, disappearing into her blood vessels.
A powerful fiery aura surged forth, repelling the High Priest.
The High Priest stared at Ye Zhen in shock.
Ye Zhen was struck by several different types of energy. Her consciousness blurred, and her body fell limply to the ground.
"Yaoyao!" The High Priest caught her in his arms, staring at her in shock. "What did Emperor Mo do to you?"
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(Nine-Headed Bird Academy)
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