"(Free.) 'You little brat, you're dead for sure! How dare you deceive me, I'll take your life!' The furious Yuan Ying period expert roared, his body charging towards Ye Feng."

  Ye Feng didn't stop at all, exerting all his strength, increasing the speed of shrinking the ground to inches to the extreme, and rushing deeper.

  "Whoosh!" A gust of wind sounded from behind.

  Ye Feng didn't even turn his head back, releasing a string of magic treasures from his hand. At this time, he didn't care what kind of magic treasure it was, as long as it could fly out and rush towards the Yuanying period cultivator's back.

  "Dang, dang, dang!" After a few loud crashes, the magic treasures released by Ye Feng were all knocked flying by the Yuan Ying stage expert, and then disappeared completely in mid-air, turning into a wisp of green smoke. Some lower-grade magic treasures didn't even get to touch the Yuan Ying stage expert before they were destroyed.

  However, even so, it did not stop the approach of the Yuan Ying period expert. The Yuan Ying period expert was also fighting for his life, and in two breaths, he had narrowed the distance between them by half. However, the Yuan Ying period expert's body had suffered tremendous damage, his clothes were instantly vaporized by the scorching temperature, and he became a big white sheep, with all his hair and beard burned off, and not a single strand of sweat on his skin remained.

  At this time, the top masters of the Yuan Ying period were like a pig that had been stripped of its hair, desperately chasing after Ye Feng.

  "Ka-ching, boom!" A chaotic sound erupted as Ye Feng released his talismans. Whether it was a Thunder Blast Talisman or a Petrification Talisman, any talisman that could hinder the progress of a Nascent Soul stage cultivator was thrown out by Ye Feng.

  However, the effect of the talisman paper was far worse, and it almost didn't even approach the level of a Yuan Ying period expert before it all disappeared. Not even a wisp of green smoke was produced, only a few loud noises that served to intimidate people slightly.

  The figure of Yuan's infant period was slightly stunned, and then his huge palm slapped down towards Ye Feng.

  Just as he was about to strike the purple gold cauldron, Ye Feng also became anxious, his palm tightly grasping the Tulong knife. Suddenly, he retracted his body and with both hands tightly grasped the Tulong knife, using all his strength to slash at the Yuan Ying period master who was stepping closer behind him.

  "Hmph!" The Nascent Soul stage expert didn't think much of the broken sword in Ye Feng's hand, assuming that all the magical artifacts on Ye Feng had been used up and he was forced to use this broken sword to resist. With a big hand, he directly welcomed the Dragon Slaying Sword, but a tragic outcome occurred. The Nascent Soul stage expert's big hand was just what the Dragon Slaying Sword was looking for, starting from the palm of his hand, along his arm and all the way up, the Nascent Soul stage expert's arm was split in two, cut into two segments.

  "Ah!" A Nascent Soul stage expert let out a miserable cry as the spiritual energy on his entire arm suddenly dissipated, melted away by the scorching temperature.

  Ye Feng didn't stop, he made a move and then swung his hand again, another knife appeared.

  A master of the prenatal period subconsciously raised another arm to block.

  Tragedy struck again, and another arm of Yuan Ying's high-handedness was chopped off, turning into flying ash.

  Ye Feng cut off the two arms of the Yuan Ying period expert and immediately pulled his legs to run, he didn't want to accept the anger of the Yuan Ying period expert.

  The Nascent Soul stage expert, who had suffered a huge injury, immediately became much slower in his movements and could no longer keep up with Ye Feng's speed. In just three minutes, the Nascent Soul stage expert let out his final angry roar of his life before turning into a giant candle that instantly ignited, leaving not even a speck of ash behind.

  Hearing the scream, Ye Feng stopped in his tracks and saw that Yuan Yingqiu had died. He spat out a mouthful of saliva, "Daring to plot against me, without even considering what I do. It's always been me who steals others' treasures, never has anyone stolen mine. You're the first Yuan Yingqiu master to die at my hands, you should feel honored."

  Taking down Yuan Yingqiu's expert, Ye Feng felt very refreshed and his mood was much lighter as he walked.

  Another day forward, the temperature has risen to a terrifying degree. Ye Feng felt that the Zi Jin Pen was extremely hot, and he could also feel the change in temperature below.

  Looking up at the distance, Ye Feng's heart rose with a calculation. Where was this nine-day Luliu fire after all? If he continued to walk, even the Zi Jin Pen might not be able to withstand this terrible temperature.

  In the distance, it was no longer clear whether it was the sky or the chaotic space, Ye Feng only saw a red glow.

  The sky was filled with flames, and the flickering of the fire could not be seen at all. From the corner of his eye, everything was red. Ye Feng rubbed the corners of his eyes and looked deeper, where it seemed to be a blue-green color.

  And the fiery red below was no longer a smooth mirror, but a boiling and rolling magma.

  Nine Heavens Glass Fire!

  This is the Nine Heavens Luminous Fire!

  Ye Feng knew that he was close to the Nine Heavens Luminous Fire, although this may not be the true body of the Nine Heavens Luminous Fire, but it was absolutely the Nine Heavens Luminous Fire.

  After his wild joy, Ye Feng rushed desperately towards a closer location.

  "Crack!" A crisp sound came from above, Ye Feng was greatly startled. Could it be that the Zi Jin Penholder was going to be destroyed? No, no, no! They had already come so far, if the Zi Jin Penholder were to be destroyed, then everything would be over.

  Ye Feng raised his head to take a closer look, and on the purple gold basin, a fine crack appeared. This discovery almost scared Ye Feng to death. "Hum!" The purple gold basin emitted a humming sound, and the patterns etched onto its surface radiated dazzling light.

  After the light flashed by, Ye Feng found that his body temperature returned to normal, and the crack on the purple gold gourd was also repaired.

  As expected, you're such a good baby!

  It can also self-repair, Ye Feng was overjoyed, there is no dead end in the world!

  With the restored purple gold basin continuing to move forward, Ye Feng discovered that after the repair, the purple gold basin's resistance to the Nine Sky Luminous Fire had become even stronger. Ye Feng's pace was no longer affected.

  As the saying goes, a horse dies from running while looking at a mountain. Although Ye Feng saw the flames filling the sky, he still ran wildly for a day before truly approaching the Nine Heavens Luminous Fire.

  When Ye Feng arrived near the Nine Heavens Luminous Fire, he found that he was not the first person to arrive here. There were already more than a dozen cultivators gathered here, and what made Ye Feng even more surprised was that among the more than a dozen cultivators, there were also Golden Core stage cultivators, and not all of them were Nascent Soul stage experts. However, as for the Foundation Building stage cultivator, it was only him alone.

  Standing with these people, Ye Feng was absolutely the most eye-catching, with a sense of standing out from the crowd, making Ye Feng very uncomfortable.

  Everyone was carrying a treasure, relying on its power to resist the Nine Heavens Luminous Fire.

  However, since they had already arrived at this point, although others understood that Ye Feng's Purple Gold Cauldron was not an ordinary item, they also didn't have the time to take it away from him. In comparison, the Nine Heavens Luminous Fire was more important. Who would recklessly make a move and possibly provoke an attack from others, ending up with nothing gained?

  The monks talked to each other, wanting to find a practical solution.

  Ye Feng listened carefully for a while and understood that their current location was only the periphery, not the true body of the Nine Heavens Luminous Fire. If they wanted to obtain the Nine Heavens Luminous Fire, they had to charge into the sea of flames to find its true body.

  In those few days, at least more than ten monks went in and never came out again.

  These monks were relatively cautious and did not dare to rush in rashly.

  In fact, everyone knows the characteristics of Jiutian Luli Fire, which has a weakening period. When Jiutian Luli Fire is about to disappear, it's at its weakest, and that's when it's best to make a move.

  Those who rushed in to die first were all holding a lucky mentality, thinking that they could come here and become the destined person of the Nine Sky Luminous Fire, and would definitely get it. If they acted later, there would be many people competing for it, so it's better to act early.

  So these monks who took the lead in attacking entered the sea of fire one after another and died.

  Ye Feng estimated that it would take about seven or eight more days for the Jiutian Luli fire to completely disappear, so there was no need to rush. Maybe after waiting another two days, the temperature would be even lower.

  So Ye Feng immediately retreated, he didn't want to be the target of everyone's attack, and quickly found a safe place to rest and adjust his mental state to its best, only then would he have the opportunity to participate in the competition for the Nine Heavens Luminous Fire.

  After leaving for dozens of miles, Ye Feng saw that there was no one around and immediately entered the inner world of his body. He rested here for a day and night, and outside it was just over an hour.

  Seeing Liu Meng's urgent gaze, Ye Feng nodded towards him, "I've also approached the Nine Heavens Luminous Fire, after resting and adjusting a bit I'll dive deeper into the depths of the fire."

  Liu Meng's eyes were filled with excitement, it seemed that he had gambled correctly this time. Only a rare talent like Ye Feng could reach this point. If it were him, even with the Purple Golden Cauldron, he wouldn't be able to reach such depths.

  Ye Feng quickly adjusted his physical state and when he felt it was about right, he went out to observe the Nine Heavens Crystal Fire to see if there were any changes before re-entering the inner world.

  As time passed outside, after two days, Ye Feng found that someone couldn't help it and entered the depths of the sea of fire again.

  Ye Feng felt his body's condition, surprisingly good.

  "Ah, it's time to set off." Ye Feng left the inner world and rushed towards the sea of fire.

  There were also about ten monks standing on the other side of the fire, seemingly waiting for their last chance.

  Ye Feng somewhat admired their composure, still not getting anxious at this point.

  Regardless of them, Ye Feng directly rushed into the raging sea of flames.

  "Isn't that the little foundation-building kid from two days ago?" Someone recognized Ye Feng.

  "Hmph! A small Foundation Establishment cultivator dares to go in and seek death, truly ignorant of the heights of heaven and the thickness of earth." A cultivator said disdainfully, clearly thinking that Ye Feng would definitely die after going in.

  A few people expressed their own views and then continued to wait and see, waiting for an opportunity.

  Ye Feng had just entered the sea of flames when he felt a different taste. The temperature inside was at least twice as high as outside.

  "Crack!" The purple gold bowl appeared to crack again, and the pattern on top would repair it with golden light, only to crack again, and then repair.

  Like this, Ye Feng initially focused all his attention on the purple golden gourd, he had already planned that if anything went wrong, he would immediately turn around and leave.

  The purple gold basin is really powerful, it can always repair the cracks, and after a crack appears, the time interval before the next crack appears will be extended.

  After multiple cracks and repairs, the purple gold bowl became more dense and the time it took for cracks to appear became longer.

  This made Ye Feng feel much more at ease. He hadn't expected that this treasure would be able to advance in rank under such extremely terrifying temperatures, with its ranking increasing step by step.

  With the protection of the purple golden bowl, Ye Feng's confidence increased greatly, and he took big strides towards the center of the temperature.