Dousheng, the fire servant, stood quietly beside Xiao Yan, her expression numb and hollow. Only the subtle yet terrifying energy fluctuations emanating from within her body conveyed her strength. "However, this seal can only temporarily control the fire servant. Once Jinglian's divine fire awakens and fully emerges, it will inevitably use the fire orb to break through the seal and reclaim control of the servant." Xiao Yan stared intently at the fire servant beside him, his eyes flickering with determination. To fully control the servant, he would need to eliminate the fire orbs residing within their minds—those orbs being the sole channel through which Jinglian's divine fire exerted its influence. "But now, even the pure lotus immortal flame seems unable to distinguish such mental focus..." Clearly, resolving that flame sphere wasn't something Xiao Yan could accomplish in a moment, so he didn't linger here any longer. His gaze swept across and settled on other areas. At this moment, Xun'er and the senior elder's opponent, Fire Slave, were also being steadily pushed back, their bodies enveloped in increasingly dimmed, pale white flames. It seemed their victory was inevitable. Seeing that Xun'er and the others were holding their own, Xiao Yan exhaled slightly, just as he was about to shift his attention elsewhere, a particularly powerful energy surge suddenly erupted from a distance. Under this surge, even the unique flames within Xiao Yan's body subtly trembled. The changes within the body of the hetero-fire caused Xiang Yin's brow to slightly lift as he glanced in the direction from which the fluctuations were emanating. There, the Fire Xuan hovered in the heavens, behind it, a pair of colossal flame wings—each stretching a hundred zhang in span—extended outwards. With every flap of these wings, waves of flame surged forth like a storm, sweeping across the sky with an unparalleled force and intensity. The flames themselves exuded a commanding, unrivaled aura. "This must be the Baohuang Poxie Fire," Xiang Yin murmured, his eyes gleaming with admiration as he studied the pale black flames behind Fire Xuan. The Baohuang Poxie Fire, ranked sixth on the Hetero-Fire List, was renowned for its sheer dominance. Its strength did not require further justification—the very ranking spoke volumes. Thanks to the power of the Eight-Extremes-Overthrowing-Flame, although Xiao Xuan's strength still fell short of his opponent's, the fire slave, who had reached the late stage of a one-star Battle Saint, was completely overwhelmed—had it not been for the protective spirit-fire robe on his body resisting some of the opponent's unique flames, he would have surely succumbed. The battlefield there was evenly matched between the Spirit Wind and a Fire Slave who had reached the late stage of a two-star Battle Saint—both in strength, yet the combat was far from stagnant; instead, it unfolded with exceptional speed. Indeed, Xiang only had to witness how the Spirit Wind's graceful palm struck the Fire Slave's body, and then, the flames covering the latter's surface transformed into a flowing line of fire, entirely sweeping into the Spirit Wind's palm! It was as though the flames had been completely consumed by the Spirit Wind. "Could he really consume the flames of the beast?" Even Xiang himself could not help but feel his expression shift in astonishment. Though these flames lacked the consciousness of the pure Lotus Fire, they still possessed a force capable of destruction—something Xiang himself had hesitated to absorb. Yet here, the Spirit Wind dared to accomplish such a feat. By his nature, he clearly wouldn't be impulsive—so it follows that Houneng must have the ability to absorb these demonic flames. Yet such a capability, even one who has mastered the Burn Technique, like Xiao Yan, has never possessed! After absorbing the demonic flames from the Fire Slave's body, Houneng's slightly crimson tongue gently licked his lips, as though still yearning for more. At that moment, sensing Xiao Yan's gaze, he turned his head slightly, fixing his eyes on the latter. Upon seeing Xiao Yan's expression, a sharp, composed smile formed on his lips. "This one truly is peculiar..." Xiao Yan's expression gradually calmed, and his vigilance toward Houneng grew stronger. Among the younger generation, Houneng stood out as the most threatening. "Ji ji!" As Xiao Yan's alertness surged, a sudden, terrifying surge of energy erupted within the vast battle circle far off. Immediately, a sharp, piercing roar burst forth—clearly the pure lotus demon fire—yet now, the tone carried an unmistakable hint of anger and pain, suggesting that even this formidable force was finding it difficult to withstand the assault from seven four-star battle saint-level warriors. The strategy of overwhelming numbers always had its strengths, especially when those numbers were composed of battle saints themselves... "Boom!" Xiao Yan turned his gaze toward the massive battle circle, about to speak, when his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes snapped toward a fire servant nearby. There, the fire servant's eyes suddenly flashed with intense brilliance, and a remarkably violent energy surged forth, spreading out in lightning speed. "Retreat! It's about to self-explode!" "Seeing this, Xiao Yan remained silent for a moment before urgently shouting at Xun'er and the others. Hearing Xiao Yan's words, the elders of the medicine sect were equally stunned—self-explosion from a Dou Sheng-level cultivator was no ordinary feat; the power unleashed truly possessed the ability to destroy heaven and earth." "Boom!" As Xiao Yan, the elders, and others hurried to retreat, the body of the Fire Slave began visibly expanding at a rate visible to the naked eye, then exploded under the collective gaze of astonishment. An unimaginably powerful energy storm surged across the sky at an astonishing speed. At the depth of several thousand zhang below, the magma sea was torn open, forming a crack stretching over ten thousand zhang in length, extending all the way to the deepest layers of the magma. "Plunged!" Some unfortunate ones who arrived late were merely brushed by the violent energy, spewing out a gush of blood, their skin torn and flesh ripped, their internal meridians fracturing inch by inch... The self-explosion of the Fire Slaves nearly forced everyone outside the battle circle to flee in panic. Yet, right after the first Fire Slave detonated, except for the one controlled by Xiao Yan, all the others emitted intense beams of light from their eyes, then stared blankly as they charged after Xiao Yan and the others who were retreating. Witnessing these Fire Slaves charging forward with unwavering courage, even the Deputy Grand Master of the Soul Temple, such a strong figure, grew pale and swiftly retreated—facing the self-explosion of a Battle Saint-level warrior, even he could only temporarily step back to avoid the onslaught. "Boom! Boom! Boom!" Although Xiao Yan and the others reacted swiftly and moved with great speed, escaping unharmed, not everyone was so fortunate. Several fire servants burst forth with overwhelming power at the very moment of their deaths, surging toward powerful opponents, only to explode again in their stunned observers' eyes, their devastating energy tearing the unfortunate ones apart into nothingness within an instant. With several thunderous explosions resonating across the realm, the number of strong contenders entering the Fiery Beast Realm was instantly halved. Those who managed to survive were left motionless, gazing in disbelief at the vast lava sea below, where several colossal lava craters—each stretching tens of thousands of feet—had formed. They had never expected the fire servants to self-explode at all. Among the nine fire servants, six successfully self-exploded; the remaining three were even more unfortunate, being engulfed and violently torn apart by the sheer force of the explosions before they could themselves ignite and explode. Under a sky clear as any, Xiao Yan and the others stared blankly at the empty expanse above, silent and motionless. Each of them had nearly perished—having been thrown through the gates of death by the self-sacrificing flames of the Fire Slaves. "Indeed, it's the Heavens' Net Sealing the Demon Array!" Upon seeing the massive black array stretching across the sky, Xun'er gasped in astonishment, her expression clearly indicating that the array's reputation was formidable. "Excellent!" The black array was evidently well-known to the ancient Nansha Sea group members. In the midst of the crisis, they didn't hesitate—quickly pondering, they roared in affirmation. Instantly, six towering,磅礴 energy pillars surged forth from various points, each one so powerful it made the hearts of onlookers tremble, and then directly plunged into the celestial array. "Whoosh!" With such overwhelming energy support, the Hún Palace's abbot, whose face had been pale, swiftly adjusted his hand seals. The array trembled, and then a luminous pillar—dark as ink, adorned with intricate, arcane symbols—erupted violently from its center, striking the clean lotus demon flame below with the speed of lightning. "Heaven's Net Refines the Flame, transforming it into its essence!" Above, the Master of the Soul Pavilion's face flushed with fervor, his gaze greedily fixed upon the pure lotus spirit flames below—now utterly helpless, wings outstretched yet unable to escape!