Standing at the top of the crimson pagoda, Yan Zhaoge roared towards the heavens.
The Cold Abyss Dharma Realm enveloped his body. Within the formation, the ice-blue light dragon coiled around the scarlet pagoda, causing it to soar into the sky.
Surrounding the formation, nine pillars of white light stood erect, revolving rapidly around Yan Zhaoge in their centre.
As the nine white light pillars rotated, they stirred up the lava and fire in the surrounding abyss like a turbine.
A huge whirlpool of ice and fire appeared, and it continued to expand.
At the centre of the vortex, Yan Zhaoge's expression was calm and resolute as he raised his head and looked upwards.
The Great Flame Devil that had chased him all the way down was currently letting out a shocked and furious roar, its body having already been swept up by the vortex of ice and fire.
Standing atop the crimson pagoda, Yan Zhaoge was instead calm and tranquil at the centre of the vortex.
The icy blue light dragon swept up the pagoda and soared into the sky, rushing out of the abyss.
Without the suppression of the crimson pagoda, this Raging Inferno Abyss was finally shaken.
Following that, the surrounding earth veins were also shaken. The core, the source, was changing, and the entire Outer East Sea seemed to be affected.
Looking down from high in the sky, the massive fire net that covered the entire Outer East Sea seemed to flicker and dim slightly.
As the crimson pagoda rose into the sky, the ice-blue light dragon roared and circled around.
Standing atop the pagoda, Yan Zhaoge assumed a fist stance, his fist-intent similarly circulating to the maximum.
The light dragon coiling around the pagoda extended its head and neck, also coiling around Yan Zhaoge's body.
As the pagoda was activated, streams of red light extended to envelop Yan Zhaoge's entire body.
As the acupoints of Yan Zhaoge's entire body pulsed, the red and blue light merged unceasingly within his body.
A great amount of essence qi enveloped the heavens and covered the earth, virtually swallowing Yan Zhaoge whole like a tidal wave.
With Yan Zhaoge's foundation in cultivating in the Peerless Heavenly Scripture, he was unable to refine all of such a massive amount of essence qi in a short period of time, only able to first store and nourish it.
It was only Yan Zhaoge who could do this. If it were any other late Spirit Vessel Martial Grandmaster, they would have directly exploded and died.
Yan Zhaoge opened his eyes, blue and red light flickering within his pupils.
A large amount of Essence Qi was absorbed and stored by him, and a part of it that he could refine went into the mass of Primal Chaos Qi in his body.
Feeling the profundities of the true dragon corpse transforming from a fleshly body into a light dragon, feeling the unique concept within the crimson pagoda, a light flickered within Yan Zhaoge's mind.
He let out a long breath. His voice was like the roar of a tiger or a dragon.
All the acupoints of Yan Zhaoge's entire body opened in unison, streaks of aura-qi intermingling with red and blue light shooting out of his body, transforming into numerous dragons of light as they coiled around Yan Zhaoge.
At this moment, he stretched out his fist stance.
Yan Zhaoge punched forward, the concept that resembled chaos gradually turning fake into real.
The spirit sprout that had been strengthened to the extreme had finally taken shape, turning into a thick root system that was deeply rooted between heaven and earth. It truly had the possibility of breaking out of the earth!
Above Yan Zhaoge's head, a blurry, auspicious cloud seemed to have appeared. It was chaotic, able to contain all things, able to transform all things, able to destroy all things.
Only Yan Zhaoge himself could comprehend the profundities contained within this clump of chaotic clouds.
In the eyes of others, it seemed right yet wasn't, and it was indistinct and difficult to notice its existence.
This was precisely Yan Zhaoge's true martial soul!
Today, Yan Zhaoge had successfully stepped into the Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster realm!
As the chaotic qi mass appeared and vanished, an all-encompassing clear qi suffused the area, resembling the sky itself.
Numerous streaks of aura-qi intermingled between red and blue, coiling beneath this clear sky, resembling dragons within.
The aura-qi combined with Yan Zhaoge's true martial soul, gradually transforming into true essence. Having surpassed the bottleneck of refining aura-qi into essence, Yan Zhaoge's strength had improved greatly.
The crimson pagoda flew into the air along with the ice-blue light dragon, gradually transforming into a streak of light as it shot out of the sea's surface.
As everyone saw it, it was like a true dragon had left the sea, with Yan Zhaoge standing on its head.
The Flame Devils all let out enraged, frenzied howls, shaking the entire heavens and earth as it seemed to be trembling.
Yuan Zhengfeng, on the other hand, was filled with joy as he laughed loudly.
Everyone present stared dazedly at Yan Zhaoge within the sky who resembled a soaring dragon.
"He actually really did it?!"
The Flame Devil King Jing Zhong wanted to intercept Yan Zhaoge and the light dragon that shot into the sky, but Yuan Zhengfeng had long since been prepared for this as he blocked him.
The deep abyss of flames within the great sea down below began to shake intensely, the originally comparatively calm reefs of the seabed collapsing unceasingly around the deep abyss, underground fire surging.
Meanwhile, in other areas of the nearby region of sea, the originally violent underground fire and lava began to cool down and calm.
It was not just this region of sea. Following the veins of the fire net, it extended outwards from its centre.
One after another, originally calm nodes were detonated, but the great tribulation that had set the entire Outer East Sea ablaze earlier gradually dissipated.
And as time passed, the numerous deep abysses of flames also gradually began to cool after having erupted, finally regaining their calm.
The vast fire net that enveloped the entire Outer East Sea finally vanished. The Fire Pith Pith calmed, the spiritual qi flow of the earth veins no longer restless.
The dense white mist and steam began to gradually disperse, the Outer East Sea which had previously resembled purgatory regaining its former appearance.
While the Flame Devils were even more violent and enraged, their soaring arrogance abruptly plummeted greatly.
The environment here was no longer a sea of flames that they could rampage about as they pleased.
Having lost their geographical advantage, while the Flame Devils' frenzied battle intent did not diminish, faced with the counterattacks of so many experts of the human race, they still felt hard pressed to hold on.
While the human martial practitioners of the Eight Extremities World were currently also like arrows at the end of their flight, with their morale greatly boosted, all those who still had strength left launched an all-out attack against the Flame Devils.
Those who were more heavily injured could finally relax at this moment, no longer having to forcibly push themselves to hold on.
They did not pursue the Flame Devils, instead remaining where they were to recuperate.
As they regulated their breathing, they looked at that light dragon coiling within the horizon, as well as Yan Zhaoge standing atop its head.
"Just now, could that have been the complete corpse of a true dragon?"
"It can't be wrong. Its flesh, blood, hair and scales are all complete. Otherwise, it wouldn't have possessed such great power."
"But even if it was the corpse of a true dragon, it is still a dead dragon at the end of the day, not a living one. It shouldn't have been able to accomplish such a great feat, right?"
"That's right. After all, that Yan Zhaoge's cultivation base has yet to reach the Essence Talisman Martial Grandmaster realm."
"But he succeeded. This is his personal ability."
Everyone present was an expert of a region, longtime Elders of various clans, at least at the seventh level of the Martial Grandmaster realm, the early Essence Talisman stage.
However, looking at Yan Zhaoge at this moment, they either sighed in admiration or gazed at him, "Just now, he seemed to have refined aura into essence, cultivating in his true martial soul? How old is he ah … "
Even further away, while the human martial practitioners were unable to see the exact scene, everyone could see that silhouette of a dragon that shot into the skies.
After the silhouette of the dragon shot into the skies, the terrifying tribulation of the East Sea being cooked by fire began to gradually vanish.
Not knowing what had happened, everyone could not help but feel even more shocked.
The light dragon coiled thirty-six times within the sky before gradually dissipating.
Standing at the top of the pagoda, Yan Zhaoge lowered his head, seeing the red light on the pagoda slowly retracting, a blue dragon pattern appearing on its surface. (To be continued.)
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