After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

Tinder.

The legendary source and origin of all fires.

Qin He stared at the crimson flame inside the three-legged cauldron, the golden and black patterns in his eyes pulsating slightly.

In the chaos of creation, fire was born, and gods and demons fought for countless eons, ultimately achieving a pyrrhic victory at the cost of the withering of gods and the bloodshed of all races.

Then, the ancient gods split the fire and bestowed it upon nine demon spirits, which is how the nine demon fires that have been passed down to this day came to be.

He already knew these legends by heart.

But what exactly is the spark?

Is it the real, primordial fire, or a figment of later generations' imagination?

Qin He quickly shook his head.

Since the fire seed is the source of the splitting of the nine great demonic fires, it must be something that was fused together. Of course, this is just speculation by the world.

The nine demonic flames are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, and there is no record of anyone being able to truly fuse two of them, let alone gather all nine.

During his decades in the Abyss World, he wielded the Southern Bright Fire and the Illusory Dream Phosphorous Fire, trying countless methods, but in the end, the two fires repelled each other, and he almost suffered a backlash.

If two types are like this, what about nine types?

It's nothing more than a fool's dream.

Qin He's gaze returned to the cauldron. With a slight movement of his fingertips, a wisp of extremely faint golden-black law power quietly emerged and cautiously touched the ball of crimson flame.

The moment their fingertips touched, he shuddered violently.

A surge of life force, pure to the extreme, flowed into his sea of ​​consciousness instantly, following the threads of the power of laws.

It was an aura completely opposite to that of flames.

It is not as domineering and extinguishing as the Samadhi True Fire, nor as intense and pure as the Southern Bright Fire, nor as sinister and lingering as the Illusory Dream Phosphorescent Fire.

This vital energy is gentle and warm, carrying the vibrant life force of growing plants, as if it can nourish all things and bring withered trees back to life.

Qin He quickly focused his attention and examined it closely.

At the center of that crimson flame, a faint tinge of emerald green could be seen.

The green, like tender buds in early spring, swayed gently in the crimson flames. Far from being burned by the flames, it seemed to be the core of the flames, continuously radiating life force outwards.

Flame is its exterior, life is its core.

Qin He has lived for so long and has seen dozens, if not hundreds, of strange flames, but this is the first time he has seen a flame containing life force.

Wood generates fire, and fire can also generate wood?

This completely overturned his understanding of fire.

His gaze swept over the three-legged cauldron, where a ball of flame the size of a thumb was still floating. It was entirely crimson and was the Purple Yang Elixir Fire cultivated by the Purple Yang Master.

At this moment, the Fire Gathering Array was operating continuously, and the power of countless fire-attribute treasures was transforming into streaks of crimson light, constantly flowing into this ball of elixir fire.

The alchemical fire absorbed the power and grew even more intense, yet it remained distinctly separate from the crimson fire within the cauldron.

Master Ziyang set up this fire-gathering array because he clearly intended to merge his own Ziyang Dan Fire into that fire containing life-giving energy.

Judging from the current situation, he has clearly failed.

The two flames were like two parallel lines that would never intersect, and no matter how the fire-gathering array was activated, there was no sign of them merging.

"Long Qingyun!"

Qin He's voice, tinged with suppressed excitement, entered the Black Demon Banner directly, "Interrogate him! Ask him what exactly is this flame in the cauldron!"

The interrogation inside the banner was nearing its end, but in order to suffer less, Master Ziyang spilled the beans, revealing every detail about the Changyang County Shrine.

Upon hearing Qin He's words, Master Ziyang's golden soul shadow trembled violently, and his eyes instantly became panicked.

"What flame? It's the Purple Sun Elixir Flame that I cultivate!"

He stubbornly shouted, his tone revealing a hint of bravado but underlying weakness, "That cauldron is just an ordinary fire-gathering cauldron, what could it possibly be special about!"

Who is Long Qingyun?

The old fox, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, was so shrewd and experienced that he saw through his thoughts at a glance.

"Oh?"

Long Qingyun raised an eyebrow and sneered. With a flick of his fingertips, the rune spikes within the Black Demon Banner tightened instantly, piercing fiercely into the soul of the Purple Sun Venerable. "Purple Sun Pill Fire? To me, the life force within that flame is a hundred times purer than your Pill Fire?"

"Ah~"

A mournful howl echoed throughout the space within the banner.

Master Ziyang's soul twisted violently, and his golden soul light dimmed considerably, yet he still gritted his teeth and stubbornly persisted: "I don't know! I really don't know! I obtained it by chance, and I only know that it can nourish fire-type techniques, nothing else!"

His statement is full of holes.

If it were just ordinary flames, why would he go to such lengths to collect a vast number of fire-attribute treasures to refine them? And why would he keep it hidden, not even daring to reveal a single detail to the Divine Court?

Qin He's divine sense enveloped the entire city lord's mansion, allowing him to see Ziyang Shangren's reaction clearly.

Although he was unable to use the True Word Technique due to the limitations of his cultivation level, his ability to read people's expressions was ingrained in his very being.

Master Ziyang's appearance clearly indicates that he is hiding some enormous secret.

"It seems that ordinary torture won't be able to pry your mouth open." Qin He's voice turned cold, and the golden and black law power at his fingertips once again flowed into the Black Demon Banner.

In an instant, the true demonic energy within the banner surged, and a layer of eerie black energy swirled around the rune spikes. Wherever that black energy passed, even space itself was slightly distorted, emanating a terrifying pressure capable of directly obliterating the soul.

"Say!"

Long Qingyun's voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, "What exactly is this flame? If you dare to hide it again, I will make you suffer ten thousand times more pain, with no way to escape!"

The rune spikes slowly pierced in, and this time, the black energy directly seeped into Master Ziyang's soul core.

Master Ziyang felt the intense pain emanating from his soul core, as well as the terrifying power that could annihilate him at any moment, yet he was unable to die. His mental defenses collapsed instantly.

His soul trembled violently, his voice trembling with sobs, and finally he relented:

"I'll talk, I'll talk, stop torturing me, I can't take it anymore, that's...that's the Azure Wood Demon Flame."

"Is it the Azure Wood Demon Flame, one of the Nine Great Demon Flames?"

Upon hearing this, Qin He was suddenly startled.

Aoki Yaoyan.

Among the nine demonic flames, this is the most mysterious.

Legend has it that this fire is the primordial flame of the Chaos Green Wood, neither wood nor fire, containing an inexhaustible life force that can burn everything and nourish heaven and earth.

Unlike other demonic flames, it is not overtly aggressive and can be found by matching among demons.

For example, the Southern Bright Fire is the natal fire of the Vermilion Bird clan.

Phosphorescent Illusion is the natal fire of the Demon Moth Clan.

No one knows what kind of race this Azure Wood Demon Flame belongs to. Wood-type demons are the only ones that have existed in the Azure Sky for thousands of years, and it is almost impossible for them to form a group.

This is also the demon fire that left behind only its name and the least amount of information.

Qin He's breath hitched.

He never expected that he would see the third of the Nine Great Demon Flames here!

Southern Bright Fire, Illusory Dream Phosphorus Fire, Azure Wood Demon Flame…

He encountered all three kinds of demonic flames by sheer coincidence.

The legend is thrilling and has been passed down for thousands of years; it must not be baseless.

"What about that thumb-sized flame?" Qin He suppressed his shock and continued to ask.

Master Ziyang had long lost all his arrogance; his soul lay limp within the runes, his voice barely a whisper:

"That...that's the Purple Sun Pill Fire I cultivate...I thought...I thought I could merge the Pill Fire with the Azure Wood Demon Flame, and perhaps then I could control this demon flame...But I've tried countless times, and I haven't succeeded..."

Qin He fell silent.

Master Ziyang's idea was undeniably bold, but unfortunately, he was still too naive.

The Nine Demon Flames are born from fire seeds; how could they be fused with the alchemical fire of ordinary cultivators?

He gazed at the crimson fireball within the cauldron, its surface faintly tinged with emerald green, a blazing light flashing in his eyes.

The Azure Wood Demon Flame is a demonic fire containing life essence, and it also possesses its own primordial laws, placing it within the scope of life essence.

Just now, when Master Ziyang learned that he possessed the Southern Bright Fire, his excited and eager expression foreshadowed this matter…

There might be something to it!