Chapter 107: Three Desolation Refining Fire

now if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!The elder of the Yuezong nodded slightly. He hadn't initially placed much importance on this battle, but both Wang Ya and Wang Xuan had qualif...Seeing the young man not treating himself with any regard, Bai Chen would have been furious in the past.

But at this moment, he had also lost his angry thoughts.

"Wang Xuan, the ancient lamp in my hand can emit three hellfires. You've pushed me too far, so let's both perish together."

Bai Chen's meaning was very clear. If Wang Xuan pursued him further, he would drag Wang Xuan and all of Wang Xuan's master and his disciples into the Three Desolation Refining Fire, where they would all perish.

Wang Xuan raised an eyebrow.

Guan Qing and his disciples looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what the Three Desolation Refining Fire was.

"Is that fire"

"That's unclear, but to carry a word like 'desolate' probably means it's very powerful."

Even dust can be pushed to a corner with nowhere left to go today...

The disciples whispered among themselves. Some, seeing Bai Chen's disheveled state, sneered and mocked him.

These followers of the Yin-Wuji School have run rampant in the Guzhu faction, oppressing and bullying their disciples without mercy.

Bai Chen's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth: "You bunch of useless good-for-nothings, you don't even know about the Sanhuang Refining Fire."

In order to let Wang Xuan and the others know how terrifying the bronze ancient lamp in his hand was, Bai Chen angrily explained: "The Three Desolation Refining Fire is a kind of heavenly fire born from the Great Wilderness. Once released into the outside world, it will form a sea of purgatory fire, and any living beings caught in its flames will be burned to ashes."

In a hidden grove within the mountains, eight disciples of the younger generation heard this and their expressions changed. One stepped forward and said, “No wonder I felt a sense of familiarity.”

He hurriedly pulled out a book from his storage pouch, its cover inscribed with the words "Celestial Fire Record".

"Found it! The Sanhuang Lianhuo is the 87th on the Linghuo List. This fire was born within the mysterious Great Wilderness and is also known as the Inferno. It's excellent for refining objects, but if it gets out of control, it becomes like the rage of a holy raven!"

The young disciple quickly found the page in the scripture that mentioned the spirit fire and hurriedly said.

Suddenly, all the disciples were startled.

They had never heard of the Three Hells Fire Refinement, but they had heard of the illustrious Heavenly and Earthly Spirit Fire Rankings.

All the disciples looked at Wang Xuan. They knew that once the Sanhuang Refining Fire truly appeared, their martial arts cultivation would be absolutely unable to stop it.

"How about it, are you afraid now Wang Xuan, if you don't want your junior brothers to be buried with you, then retreat a hundred miles away!" Bai Chen sneered.

Wang Xuan stared at Bai Chen and said, "Do you think I'm afraid Besides, do you have the guts to die together"

After speaking, Wang Xuan stepped toward Bai Chen with his soul sword, slowly but surely.

The disciples in the mountains felt a tightening in their chests.

Wang Xuan laughed and said, "Don't worry, my fellow disciples. I bet he's bluffing. There's no spiritual fire in the ancient lamp at all."

Guan Qing smiled wryly, and the other disciples were also covered in cold sweat, their hearts pounding in their chests.

Can you gamble on this kind of thing

Master brother, don't play with fire and get burned.

Bai Chen saw Wang Xuan slowly approaching him, already within twenty meters. His face was ferocious, and he roared angrily, "You madman."

Whoosh!

Báichén urged the jade vessel forward, suddenly flying ahead while blowing against the ancient bronze lamp.

He truly didn't have the courage to die with Wang Xuan and the others. He could only gamble that the Three Desolations Inferno wouldn't burn him.

'Whew~'

As the white dust swirled, he flicked his hand and ignited the bronze ancient lamp. The flame flared to life instantly, then grew rapidly in size.

Then everyone saw a green firebird fly out from the wick, flying in mid-air and quickly growing into a holy raven burning with blue flames, charging towards Wang Xuan.

The saint's eyes were incredibly lively, filled with fury, as if they could burn down everything in the world.

Wang Xuan's eyes moved slightly. This Three Desolation Refining Fire had a source fire core!

In an instant, Wang Xuan was struck by the Azure Fire Sacred Crow. The entire crow exploded, transforming into a massive azure fire orb that engulfed Wang Xuan within it.

Guan Qing and over ten disciples, looking at the large azure fire ball in mid-air, were completely dumbfounded. Their hearts sank with fear.

Wang Xuan is dead

“Big, big brother lost the bet!” A disciple’s face turned pale, staring at the three flames of refining fire, muttering subconsciously.

Guan Qing's expression was complex. "Brother Wang Xuan endured so much hardship to advance to the Shanhai Realm, but I never expected him to fall like this."

A young man clutching a book shook his head and sighed softly, "How could something as sacred as the spirit fire be gambled with Big brother died too unjustly."

Some people felt sad about Wang Xuan's death, as this faction had finally produced such a gifted individual. However, it was such a careless demise.

"Hahaha, this is what happens to those who oppose me!" Bai Chen stopped his flight and stood on the Jade Boat, laughing uproariously.

He won the bet, the Three Desolations Refining Fire did not backfire on him.

"You needn't be sad, I will send you to join Wang Xuan, that useless wretch! All of the people from Xiāoxiāng Xiānzi's faction are trash, they waste martial resources just by existing in this world! Hahahaha~~~"

Bai Chen laughed with delight, looking at the dozen or so disciples in the forest. His eyes were filled with boundless ambition.

Wang Xuan had been chasing and killing them for so long, he might as well vent his anger on these people.

"You blame yourselves for your low martial arts skills, and scorn Wang Xuan as a fool for daring to oppose me."

Bai Chen laughed wildly, activating the martial power of the Shan Hai realm, clenched his fists, and was about to unleash a devastating punch.

The disciples in the mountains wore expressions of anger and deep helplessness. They knew they were no match for Bai Chen at all.

"Well, what are you so proud of"

But just then, a faint snort of laughter arose.

Guan Qing and the crowd were taken aback.

Bai Chen was also stunned.

Was that voice Wang Xuan

‘Bang!’

Just as everyone was in astonishment, the azure fire ball in the void exploded, forming a river of azure fire in the sky.

But inside the Hu He, a young man stood there, with a faint smile on his face, his white clothes fluttering, handsome and detached from the dust.

If it's not Wang Xuan, then who could it be

He stood in the Fire River, the surrounding Three Desolations Inferno seemed like a backdrop, not burning him at all. Even his hair and clothes weren't incinerated.

Wang Xuan raised his hand and beckoned. The three barren flames immediately moved around him, streams of azure fire flying towards the center of his palm like rivers returning to the sea. In a breath, the entire river of fire flew into Wang Xuan's palm and transformed into a small bird of blue flame.

"How is that possible!" Bai Chen's eyes almost popped out, and he hurriedly turned to flee.

Guan Qing and the youth holding the book, as well as the other disciples, were all astonished and bewildered. They couldn't understand how the fierce and all-consuming Three Desolations Refining Fire had failed to burn Wang Xuan.

You have to understand, Linghuo is a natural and immeasurable flame formed between heaven and earth. It's not comparable to the Yuanhuo cultivated by martial artists.

Wang Xuan looked at the azure firebird in his hand and smiled warmly: "Go."

"Alright."

The turquoise little firebird had a tiny head and emitted a childish male voice.

It flew out of Wang Xuan's hand, incredibly fast, catching up with Bai Chen in a few breaths and landing on his back.

For a moment, Bai Chen's whole body erupted in blue flames, letting out a heart-wrenching scream. In the blink of an eye, he was reduced to ashes.

Wang Xuan reminded, "Pay attention, don't burn the jade boat."

"I know what to do."

The azure flame once again condensed into a miniature azure firebird. It didn't burn the white jade boat, but instead held a storage bag in its beak. With a flap of its small wings against the white jade boat, the entire vessel shrunk and flew into the storage bag.。Wang Xuan took a deep breath. 。His mood was very unsettled. He used to be someone without a Martial Soul, seen as trash and worthless by others, with no potential for cultivation. 。Three lives and on...