Furthermore, it was different from the flames that Yang Dingtian saw previously. This flame didn't have any aura of life and didn't have any vitality.
Previously, even the Mirage Void Flame that Yan Bieqin devoured was filled with vitality.
However, the flame in front of him didn't seem to have any signs of life.
Furthermore, it didn't seem to have any temperature. It was even worse than the top-grade Earth Fire that Yang Dingtian used to forge the youngling sword.
If it didn't have any vitality, it wouldn't be a Mystic Flame.
If it wasn't a Mystic Flame, then what exactly was this flame?
No matter what this flame was, Yang Dingtian wouldn't give up on this final hope.
Even though this flame didn't have any vitality, he would know if it was a Mystic Flame by injecting his consciousness and mystic qi into the flame.
If it was a Mystic Flame, it would immediately respond.
Immediately, Yang Dingtian held his breath and mixed his consciousness into the mystic qi. He then slowly approached this Mystic Flame.
Previously, Yang Dingtian saw the Mirage Void Flame. As long as his mystic qi got close, the flame would rush over impatiently.
However, this flame didn't have any reaction for the time being.
Yang Dingtian's mystic qi and consciousness were still gradually getting closer.
One foot.
Eight inches.
Five inches.
Three inches.
One inch …
Yang Dingtian was almost suffocating.
He really hoped that the flame in front of him was a Mystic Flame, even though he knew that the possibility was extremely small.
However, this was really his final hope!
"I shall leave everything to the heavens!
No matter if it is a Mystic Flame or not, I will accept it. "Yang Dingtian thought in his heart. He then injected his mystic qi into the flame.
There was no reaction.
One second passed.
Two seconds passed.
Three seconds passed.
A full half a minute passed.
This flame didn't have any reaction. Yang Dingtian's consciousness and mystic qi seemed to have entered an ordinary flame, like entering a piece of wood.
Yang Dingtian's body was getting colder, and so was his heart.
As expected, a miracle didn't happen.
Finally, all the coldness and disappointment turned into a sigh.
Why was it like this?
Why was it like this?
Yang Dingtian almost never cried, nor did he want to cry.
He would never cry because of a setback. But now, he really wanted to cry, not because of emotions, but because of a setback.
Although he had gone through untold hardships in the past, he had finally succeeded in achieving his goal. In fact, he had even reaped greater rewards than his goal.
Now, the Mystic Flame was the most important thing to him, but he was about to fail.
Could it be that his luck had run out?
This blow was unprecedented for Yang Dingtian.
Of course, Yang Dingtian wouldn't cry, but he wanted to.
"Wu wu …"
Suddenly, Yang Dingtian heard a sorrowful sobbing sound.
"I didn't cry." Yang Dingtian was stunned.
Could it be that he was hallucinating because he wanted to cry?
But then, the sobbing became louder and louder, stranger and more terrifying.
Then, the flame began to wander around.
The space here wasn't big to begin with, but the flame wandered very carefully.
Almost every few inches it moved, it would stop, as if it wanted to feel its surroundings, sniff carefully, and then move a few more inches.
It moved and cried at the same time.
The sobbing became louder and sharper. Then, it was as if thousands of people were crying desperately beside his ears.
This kind of feeling was completely chilling.
Finally, the sobbing became even stranger. Not only did it want to disturb one's mind, it even wanted to seize one's soul. It seemed to drill into the depths of one's spirit and wanted to scatter one's soul.
At this moment, the flame floated to Dongfang Bingling's side. As it sobbed, it approached Dongfang Bingling, as if it wanted to sniff her scent.
When it approached Dongfang Bingling, the flame suddenly jumped and danced.
Yang Dingtian was shocked. Could it be that the flame had also taken a fancy to Dongfang Bingling? But she already had a Mystic Flame.
Moreover, Yang Dingtian faintly felt that it was strange that the flame seemed to be actively looking for something.
Its attitude was very serious, but also very proud.
Could it really be a Mystic Flame?
Just as this thought welled up, the flame suddenly flew to Yang Dingtian, just a few inches in front of his eyes.
Then, the tip of the flame suddenly poked its head out and drilled into Yang Dingtian's eyes.
Instantly, Yang Dingtian was shocked and almost instinctively retreated.
Because, at this moment, the flame was infinitely close. Yang Dingtian could clearly see that there were actually countless human figures inside the flame.
All the human figures were painfully struggling and wailing, as if they were being tortured in purgatory.
This horrifying sobbing sound was coming from these countless human figures.
Moreover, Yang Dingtian shockingly discovered that although the size of the flame did not change, there were more and more human faces on it. They became denser and denser. Finally, it was completely densely packed. In the nine-inch long flame, there were countless distorted faces squeezed together. Moreover, there were more and more, thousands and thousands, countless.
In the end, these faces could not be squeezed together.
Every face began to change constantly.
In the beginning, there were dozens of people, dozens of people, and hundreds of people sharing the same face. It was just that every face was rapidly changing their appearance.
Finally, the countless faces formed a huge face.
The nine-inch flame formed a face, a ferocious and painful face.
Moreover, this face was constantly changing. For a moment, it was a human, for a moment, it was the Foxman Race, and for a moment, it was the Wolfman Race.
At this moment, Yang Dingtian clearly felt that perhaps this flame was the real Million Spirit Demon Flame?
This Mystic Flame was different from Dongfang Bingling's flame. This was the real Emperor's Flame!
However, there was no reason for it.
Previously, the flame that Yan Bieqin devoured could be called the Mirage Void Flame. However, the one that Dongfang Bingling devoured was definitely the real demon flame. There was no reason for two fake flames to appear.
However, what exactly was this strange flame in front of him? It was so similar to the Million Spirit Demon Flame.
Even if it was the Million Spirit Demon Flame or the Mystic Flame, Yang Dingtian was completely helpless against it.
This was because when he poured in his mystic qi and divine senses, it was like mud sinking into the sea. There was no reaction at all.
Moreover, the sobbing sound by Yang Dingtian's ears was getting louder and more terrifying.
Previously, it had only drilled into his ears. Now, it had completely penetrated into his soul.
It was an incomparably powerful spiritual explosion. Yang Dingtian was really about to collapse.
Countless sinister faces drilled into his mind from his eyes.
Countless sobbing sounds drilled into his divine senses from his ears.
Yang Dingtian felt that his brain was about to explode. All the blood vessels in his body were about to explode.
At this moment, this flame that had transformed into a sinister face was getting closer and closer to Yang Dingtian.
Finally, there was a boom.
The flame abruptly exploded, shattering into countless faces.
In an instant, this narrow space was filled with flaming faces.
Not only that, the number of flaming faces that exploded increased.
Finally, these countless flaming faces poured into the thousand-meter pool above.
In an instant, the water that was a thousand meters deep was reduced to ashes inch by inch, disappearing without a trace.
The entire space was filled with countless flaming faces.
Finally, the entire bottom of the central lake was densely packed with flaming faces.
Every face was sinister, every face was contorted in pain, and every face was wailing.
No one had ever seen such a terrifying scene. If they did, they would never be able to forget this terrifying and shocking scene for the rest of their lives.
Every face was less than two inches long, but they covered hundreds of miles of the lake. Moreover, they were stacked in layers and seemed endless.
Who would believe that so many flaming faces were actually split apart by a nine-inch flame?
Million Spirit Demonic Fire. As the name implied, this was the Million Spirit Demonic Fire.
The Eastern Fence Grassland was the source of energy. Tens of millions of vengeful souls that had died in the Burial Ground were the souls. After thousands of years of nurturing, the incomparably powerful Million Spirit Demonic Fire was finally born.
However, Yang Dingtian could no longer see this scene. His entire body was surrounded by flames. His mind was completely filled with tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even more terrifying cries. He could no longer store anything.
The Million Spirit Demonic Fire had expanded to its limit. It covered the entire central lake and finally stopped.
Then, the first Resentful Spirit Demonic Fire turned into a stream of light and fiercely drilled into Yang Dingtian's body.
Then the second one, the third one, the fourth one, the fifth one, the sixth one …
Countless Resentful Spirit Demonic Fire crazily poured into Yang Dingtian's body.
In an instant, Yang Dingtian's body seemed to be on fire. It was completely red and transparent. The clothes on his body instantly turned to ashes.
At this moment, he and Dongfang Bingling were completely right.
However, the two of them were unconscious.
It was as if countless shooting stars and countless stars were crazily gathering in Yang Dingtian's body.
In just a few minutes, tens of millions of Resentful Spirit Demonic Fire crazily poured into Yang Dingtian's body.
…
Now, there was a question. If the flame that was pouring into Yang Dingtian's body was the Million Spirit Demonic Fire, then what was the flame that Dongfang Bingling had devoured?
Almost no one could answer this question because no one had truly devoured the Million Spirit Demonic Fire before.
Without a doubt, the flame that was pouring into Yang Dingtian's body was the real Million Spirit Demonic Fire. It was a pure fire attribute demonic fire.
As for the flame that Dongfang Bingling had devoured, it was also a Mystic Flame. However, it was not the energy that was condensed from the fire attribute continent of the Eastern Fence Grassland.
It was a Mystic Flame that was condensed from the Yin Qi of hundreds of millions of vengeful spirits that had died in the Burial Ground.
This flame had nothing to do with the fire attribute. It was completely of the ice attribute. It was an extremely rare ice attribute Mystic Flame.
If people knew that Dongfang Bingling had obtained an ice attribute Mystic Flame, the whole world would go crazy.
Therefore, there was not only one Mystic Flame in the center of the Dongli Grassland, but two.
One was Yin and one was Yang. Therefore, the Yin Yang Mountain that grew out of the lake was half flame and half ice.
Dongfang Bingling had obtained the Yin Flame. Yang Dingtian had obtained the Supreme Mystic Flame that was condensed from the Resentful Spirit Demonic Fire!