Immortality from Taming Elephant

Every Refining Pattern Master has their unique battle techniques, deriving from the heavenly patterns they have condensed through years of cultivation, which create a distinctive combat style.

The soul shadow of this Refining Pattern Master in front of us, whose power in life is unknown, seems to possess some incomplete heavenly patterns, yet it almost overwhelms the Chu Monarch, leaving him no room to fight back.

Xu Guang watched the battle between the two. He was not familiar with the Chu Monarch, but instinctively held a respectful distance from this woman.

This is not someone one can easily provoke.

He did not linger any longer and quietly turned to leave.

Even though he was curious about how the Chu Monarch encountered this Refining Pattern Master’s soul shadow, he truly did not want to provoke the Chu Monarch, especially when alone with her.

However, just as he moved to leave.

The Chu Monarch, who was entangled with the Refining Pattern Master’s soul shadow in the distance, immediately looked in the direction of his departure, her brows furrowed, then a peculiar smile appeared at the corners of her eyes.

Is it that kid from Ling Xiao’s side?

Xu Guang suppressed his aura, wrapped himself and General Wei in the Masking Magic Garment, and quietly retreated from the area where the Chu Monarch was battling the Refining Pattern Master’s soul shadow.

The seemingly enchanting but fathomless eyes of the Chu Monarch and the unpredictable behavior of the Moon God Manor’s heirs made him instinctively choose to keep his distance out of respect.

In this perilous Fire Domain, dealing with someone you completely do not understand is often more dangerous than confronting those terrifying soul shadows directly.

He chose a direction different from where he came and continued deeper into the Fire Domain.

The deeper he went, the harsher the environment became.

The charred black ground gradually turned into a dark red, blood-soaked rigid layer of rock, with the lava flowing through the cracks changing from crimson to dark gold. The heat was so intense that Xu Guang had to continuously channel the Red Lotus Karmic Fire to protect his body, while General Wei needed to frequently draw Spiritual Liquid from a jade gourd to replenish the consumption.

The concentration of Demonic Thought in the air also grew exponentially.

The raging Karmic Fire in the air produced a purplish-red smoke, hovering in the air like mist, containing the "Heaven’s Abandonment" resentment and eroding power, sufficient to drive a common Fifth-Realm cultivator insane and cause their true energy to go berserk within half an hour.

But for Xu Guang, this dense Demonic Thought environment became an excellent breeding ground for the growth of the magic coral within him.

In his sea of consciousness, the dark purple, dragon-horn-like branches of the coral swayed slightly, greedily and efficiently absorbing the surrounding Demonic Thought like a thirsty traveler drinking from a clear spring.

Xu Guang could clearly feel that his Demonic Thought Cultivation was steadily and significantly improving.

The dark purple branches of the magic coral grew more solid, with clearer Dragon Scale patterns on its surface.

This level of Demonic Thought could already, unexpectedly, influence experts at the Peak of Second Nirvana.

"This Fire Domain, perhaps a death trap for others, but for me..." Xu Guang looked inwardly at the thriving magic coral, a complex emotion rising in his heart.

The Demonic Thought Power stems from the resentment and Void Realm distortion after the supreme beings fell, essentially a power "abandoned" by this world.

Mastering this power, is it fortune or disaster?

But thinking about it, cultivation itself goes against the natural order, with Martial Artists rejecting some rules of heaven and earth, while cultivators seeking to master them, inevitably facing heavenly tribulations.

He shook his head, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind. Now was not the time to ponder these, enhancing his strength, and surviving in this perilous Secret Realm, was the foremost concern.

After traveling roughly another two hundred miles, the terrain ahead changed notably.

A massive, irregularly oval-shaped valley, like a hideous scar on the earth, stretched across the scarlet red rock and the distant darkened horizon.

The towering, steep walls of the valley were a strange dark gray, unlike the common crimson or charred black seen in the Fire Domain.

The valley walls were covered with deep, crisscrossing scars, as if they had been slashed by countless sharp blades.

More striking was that the perpetual fire clouds above the valley had noticeably thinned, replaced by a lead-gray, rust-like murky sky light.

Under this light, countless tiny, sharp glimmers flickered erratically, like metallic fragments suspended in the air.

An atmosphere completely different from the Fire Domain’s scorching and violent one, emanated from the valley.

An incredibly terrifying aura of death, mixed with a strong scent of blood and the aura of weapons!

Xu Guang halted, furrowing his brow.

This valley gave him a very strange sensation, neither resembling a purely fire-based environment nor a place like the Purple Moon Cavern where Demonic Thought and grudges gathered, rather more like... an Ancient Battlefield?

Or should it be said, a dangerous place buried with countless weapons, soaked in the intent of slaughter.

Could there have been a war in the Fire Domain?

Xu Guang was curious about this.

General Wei growled lowly, an evident wariness and unease in his dark golden eyes.

Its sensitivity to energy and danger was extremely sharp; this valley made it feel an instinctive repulsion and threat.

Xu Guang pondered for a moment but did not choose to circumnavigate it.

Firstly, the valley was colossal, with no end in sight from left to right; bypassing it would likely consume a considerable amount of time and effort, and given the hazards riddling the Fire Domain, spending extensive time outdoors was unwise.

Secondly, he keenly sensed the magic coral in his sea of consciousness transmitted an unprecedented... craving and excitement when approaching this valley!

That sensation, like a beast long famished smelling blood, or parched land sensing rain clouds.