I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 577 The Main Cauldron Emerges (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Only then did the two demons realize their surroundings. Besides Danxi in front of them, there were six other Nascent Soul cultivators above them, eyeing them menacingly.

Jiang Yi hid behind Dan Xi, leaning half her body out, looking like she was watching a good show.

Ao Ji cursed under his breath and was about to flee when Bi Lin grabbed him.

If these Nascent Soul cultivators wanted to kill them, they would have attacked them en masse instead of just watching. In crucial moments, Bi Lin's brain works better than Ao Ji's.

Jin Wanguan appeared before the two demons in a flash, a warm smile on his face. "Gentlemen, shall we have a talk?"

With a gentle wave of his feather fan, Jin Wanguan set up an invisible barrier, and other Nascent Soul cultivators entered it one after another. Danxi turned to look at Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi suddenly grabbed Dan Xi's sleeve and quickly transmitted her voice, "Master, you must be careful of Poison Lord and the two demons. They are in cahoots, including Xue Ni Chang, who may also be their mole."

These messages were deduced by her during the time she was coerced, while the two demons were talking in their demon language. The two demons were very cautious and did not speak directly, even when they were talking in their demon language.

Danxi gave Jiang Yi a reassuring look and entered the barrier. Inside, the sounds and sights were distorted and obscured, so Jiang Yi, outside, had no idea how they were discussing things.

Jiang Yi waited patiently while cautiously scanning the surrounding area.

Hua Gu and the others sent back messages one after another, but they had not found anything particularly useful, nor had they discovered any paths leading to other areas. It seemed that this was the final area of ​​the Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm.

However, the Kunlun Dao Seal remained as if it were dead, giving no instructions when it should have, leaving Jiang Yi confused as to whether closing the wind gate and taking out the core cauldron would be considered activating the array node.
Now she can only take it one step at a time.

About half an incense stick later, the isolated space rippled like water, and the nine figures reappeared.

Jin Wanguan still had that same smiling face, while Danxi calmly returned to Jiang Yi's side and gave her a barely perceptible nod.

Ao Ji and Bi Lin had gloomy expressions, with resentment and fear remaining in their eyes, but in the end they suppressed their ferocity and chose to compromise temporarily.

Yu Canghai, Su Qingzhi, Ling Wanhe, Poison Lord, Xue Nishang and others returned to their places, their expressions varied, but their eyes were all fixed on the Bagua alchemy platform in the center.

"Everyone," Jin Wanguan's smooth and calm voice resounded throughout the Pill Hall area, carrying an undeniable authority, "the core is about to be activated, and this place is no longer suitable for Nascent Soul cultivators. Within a moment, all irrelevant personnel must leave the Nine Cauldrons area!"

Before the words were finished, a vast pressure belonging to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm swept out like an invisible tide. Although it did not intentionally harm anyone, it was full of powerful expulsion.

Those Nascent Soul cultivators who were still looting or observing on the fringes, including Yu Qianlang, Su Lingxian and others, all felt an immense force pressing down on them, making it hard to breathe. Although they were extremely resentful, any resistance seemed pale and powerless in the face of the power of nine Nascent Soul cultivators.

Jiang Yurong frowned, glanced deeply at Jiang Yi who was being protected by Danxi, and finally remained silent. She exchanged a glance with Longri, then transformed into two streaks of light and flew towards the outer area. The silver mist insect on Longri's shoulder flickered slightly, conveying the message of "be careful."

Once all the Nascent Soul cultivators had been driven away from the area of ​​the nine giant furnaces, Jin Wanguan pointed his feather fan at the void several times.

hum-

Nine beams of light of different colors rose from the nine main furnaces, intertwining in mid-air to form a huge net of light, completely sealing the Bagua alchemy platform and the surrounding core area.

The optical network flows, isolating the inside from the outside; within the Nine Cauldrons, a world of its own is formed.

"Young friend Jiang, please." Jin Wanguan turned to Jiang Yi and gestured for him to enter. His smile remained unchanged, but his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Jiang Yi took a deep breath, suppressing her vigilance.

"Please, esteemed seniors, each choose a cauldron and obey my command."

The nine Nascent Soul cultivators moved swiftly, instantly hovering beside the air vents of the nine towering furnaces.

Just as Jiang Yi was about to speak, she heard Yu Canghai's voice transmission, reminding her not to forget their agreement.

Jiang Yi nodded. At times like this, it's hard to keep any promises. Yu Canghai specifically sent her a telepathic message just in case. If something goes wrong, Yu Canghai needs her and Danxi to stand on their side.

In this way, with their superior numbers and Jiang Yi's status, even if they couldn't gain an advantage against the other Nascent Soul cultivators, they could at least escape unscathed. "Begin, first close the Zhen position..."

Jiang Yi's voice pierced the sky, and she spoke at an extremely fast pace. Following her command, loud noises came one after another from nine directions.

The nine Nascent Soul cultivators unleashed their full power, their boundless magical energy, demonic power, poisonous gas, and sword intent transforming into nine torrents that fiercely impacted the giant wind gate hubs they were responsible for.

The heavy, mountain-like air vent, propelled by the divine power, emitted a teeth-grinding metallic scraping sound as it slowly turned and closed.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths... time seemed to stretch out.

As the ninth muffled sound subsided, the nine wind gates finally closed completely within ten breaths, and the entire Pill Hall area fell silent.

The central Bagua altar erupted with unprecedented brilliance, and the runes engraved on the white jade platform seemed to come alive, flowing wildly.

The ground in the center of the platform slowly sank and cracked, releasing a chilling, sinister aura that seemed to emanate from the deepest hell. Below was not soil, but a churning, eerie sea of ​​flames, displaying a sinister, pale green hue.

"Netherworld Ghost Fire!"

As Hong Li excitedly shouted in her mind's eye, other Nascent Soul cultivators around her also mentioned the name of the fire.

The ghost fire of the underworld is the extreme of yin and cold, and together with the true fire of the sun, they are known as the two poles of yin and yang.

Legend has it that this fire was born from a rift in the netherworld at the beginning of time, formed from the condensed Yin energy of the Nine Netherworlds. It is born with the laws of the netherworld, capable of burning souls and refining spirits, and reversing life and death.

Its flames are grayish-blue in color, with a center as black as an abyss and an outer edge that shimmers with a ghostly green phosphorescence. It burns silently, yet it can scorch a cultivator's primordial spirit into dust.

At this moment, the fire was a ghostly green, not the legendary gray-blue gradient, but it did indeed have the aura of a ghostly fire that could make the primordial spirit of a Nascent Soul cultivator tremble.

Everyone stared intently at the center of the sea of ​​fire, where a huge, ancient and uniquely shaped cauldron was slowly rising, bathed in a ghastly green flame!
The cauldron was a dark black-gold color, neither gold nor stone. It was decorated with countless ancient ferocious beasts and gods and demons that had long been lost. Under the light of the ghostly fire, the patterns seemed to writhe like living things, exuding a wild, desolate, and incomparably heavy terrifying pressure.

This is no ordinary magic weapon; it is a truly important artifact passed down from ancient times!

Boom!

The giant cauldron finally landed steadily in the center of the alchemy platform. The lid opened on its own, and several clusters of precious light slowly rose from inside the cauldron, illuminated by the ghostly flames of the underworld.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the precious light.

Pills, magic weapons, jade slips, rare and precious materials, and several items that even Nascent Soul cultivators could not recognize.

But these things were far from enough to be divided equally among everyone present.

Hong Li's urging voice echoed continuously in Jiang's sea of ​​consciousness, prompting Jiang to take the lowest cluster of those precious lights. It was a pure black spider lily, seemingly ordinary, but it was the seed of the Netherworld Ghost Fire, the very thing Hong Li wanted most.

Before Jiang Yi could even ask for her share, Poison Lord, Blood Rainbow Robe, the two demons, and Ling Wanhe attacked from four directions simultaneously, ignoring Jiang Yi standing beneath the cauldron and aiming directly at the contents of the cauldron.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The four dark red copper-armored puppets that had been standing like lifeless objects around the Bagua altar suddenly had two points of ghastly green flames, which were of the same origin as the ghost fire below, ignited in their empty eye sockets!

The runes that had been dormant on their bodies for countless ages lit up one after another, and a violent aura no less powerful than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly erupted!
The four puppets turned around in unison, their fire forks facing the people coming from all directions.

　It's getting late, and it's been too cold lately. I can't get up in the morning, and my hands get cold while typing, so my efficiency isn't very high.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)