Chapter 709: Devouring the Three-Flavor Divine Fire!

The bronze altar, covered in rust, now generated a terrifying suction force, pulling Yang Tian's body toward it.

"What's happening?" His heart startled, his pupils dilated infinitely. He had already witnessed the altar's divine might and knew he had no power to resist.

"Hahaha..." The demon woman was momentarily stunned, then burst into unrestrained laughter, looking thoroughly delighted.

The mysterious woman's brows furrowed slightly, her eyelashes trembling gently. Her eyes, shimmering with divine light, gazed at the bronze altar, sensing that it had not emitted killing rays.

Just as Yang Tian was on full alert, the silent bronze altar suddenly revealed a portal, exuding an ancient and terrifying aura, densely covered with runes, as if leading to an unknown path.

"How is this possible? He opened the Starry Sky Ancient Road!" The demon woman's wild laughter abruptly froze, her eyes fixed on the massive portal ahead as she roared.

Hearing this, Yang Tian's face first lit up with joy, then darkened. His blood surged like rivers and seas, erupting with overwhelming waves as he struggled with all his might against the suction.

"I don't want to go!" Yang Tian roared. Though he yearned for the outer realms, too many things remained unfinished in this domain: his parents were still not rescued, and a formidable enemy stood nearby. He could not leave for an unknown starry region.

For instance, Old Man Gu couldn't find his way back and might die in a foreign land. Yang Tian had too many unresolved matters; he absolutely could not go to the outer realms, even if great opportunities lay ahead.

With a bang, the Heaven-Mending Cauldron shot out, its five-colored divine rainbows filling the sky and generating a terrifying suppression force.

This defiant roar seemed to awaken the bronze altar. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh emerged, and the portal ahead slowly dissipated.

The suction disappeared, and a hint of joy appeared in Yang Tian's eyes. When he came to his senses again, he found himself already standing on the starry altar.

"Bastard! He got up there, why can't I?" The demon woman was unwilling, but dared not act rashly, as the previous attack had already inflicted considerable injuries on her.

Just as Yang Tian was secretly puzzled, the surroundings suddenly changed. He was surrounded by glazed divine flames, yet felt no heat; it seemed like a void.

"Could this be the territory of the Three-Flavor Divine Fire?" He raised an eyebrow slightly, murmuring to himself.

With a hum, a shadow slowly appeared in the hazy void, sitting cross-legged, indistinct and unclear.

Yang Tian's mind tensed. Gazing at the shadow in the void, he cupped his hands and said, "May I ask who you are, senior?"

"The path ahead holds great opportunities for you. Are you willing to go?" The mysterious figure did not answer him but spoke calmly.

Without hesitation, Yang Tian shook his head. "There are many unfinished matters in my homeland. I am unwilling to go, senior."

The mysterious figure was silent for a moment, then continued, "You cultivate the supreme scripture of the Dao Sect. Who is your master? And where did you obtain this imitation of the Diamond Cudgel?"

"Diamond Cudgel..." Yang Tian's mind jolted. He replied, "The Dao Sect scripture I obtained from a fallen senior of the Dao Sect, and the Diamond Cudgel I got from the Divine Dao Mountain."

"Divine Dao Mountain..." The mysterious figure's emotions clearly stirred. He asked, "You have comprehended creation, so you must have visited the Heavenly Palace. Is Elder Yuan Qingzi well?"

The hint of concern surprised Yang Tian, but he answered truthfully, "Senior Yuan is well. The Qian Yuan Dao Yin I practice was taught to me by him."

Yang Tian was extremely puzzled. What exactly was the Divine Dao Mountain? How many years had Yuan Qingzi lived? The Divine Dao Mountain cycled every three thousand years—could Yuan Qingzi and the Madman possess immortal life?

"By that reckoning, you are also a core disciple of the Dao Sect. Though you have not formally taken a master, the Dao scripture you cultivate proves your identity." The mysterious figure sighed.

"I will give you an opportunity. Will you help bury my master in his homeland?" the mysterious figure asked.

"So he is indeed the Three-Flavor Divine Fire!" Yang Tian murmured to himself, then asked with some confusion, "With your cultivation, senior, you should be able to open the Starry Sky Ancient Road and return to your homeland, right?"

"My power is running low. This remnant soul has lingered for countless ages and is nearing its limit." The mysterious figure shook his head slightly and sighed. "My master perished guarding the starry altar, his soul extinguished and body shattered. His dying wish was to return to his homeland."

"I can help, but I have many matters to attend to and cannot set off in the short term," Yang Tian said. He felt somewhat surprised; the region the starry altar led to was probably not simple.

"I understand. The Starry Sky Ancient Road opened by the altar also holds opportunities for you. It leads to the birthplace of the Dao Sect."

"The birthplace of the Dao Sect!" Yang Tian's eyes lit up. If it truly led there, he would definitely want to make the journey.

The mysterious figure said somewhat desolately, "But you cannot hand the starry altar to anyone else. I hope you will bury it together with my master, so that his countless years of guarding it are not in vain."

"I will naturally keep the agreement," Yang Tian nodded. He couldn't help but wonder if this person's homeland was the same as Old Man Gu's. Could they be from the same place?

At that moment, a cluster of glazed divine fire suddenly appeared before Yang Tian, exuding a pressing aura, its internal energy terrifying.

"My true form was severely damaged long ago. I have remained here all these years, and its injuries have not healed." The mysterious figure's eyes showed a trace of reluctance and nostalgia.

Then he smiled. "This is probably the last seed of the Three-Flavor Divine Fire in the world. Now I entrust it to you, hoping you can restore it to its peak!"

"To me!" Yang Tian's eyes instantly blazed with fervor. He was shocked; even severely damaged, the Three-Flavor Divine Fire's power was still so terrifying. If restored, it would be unimaginable.

Rubbing his hands, Yang Tian asked eagerly, "How can the Three-Flavor Divine Fire be restored?"

"The divine fire's cultivation is simple: devour other fire seeds. The two origins within you will also work," the mysterious figure said gently.

Scratching his head, Yang Tian frowned slightly. He had nurtured the two origins and was very reluctant to devour them.

As he fell silent, the cluster of Three-Flavor Divine Fire suddenly moved, darting into his body and shooting toward where the Thunder Flame Divine Dragon resided.

"What's happening?" Yang Tian's heart tightened. The Three-Flavor Divine Fire had already collided with the Thunder Flame Divine Dragon, and a terrifying wave instantly erupted within him.

With a roar, the Thunder Flame Divine Dragon bellowed. The three intertwined, unleashing overwhelming waves that nearly tore Yang Tian's body apart.

A powerful fluctuation instantly suppressed the raging three flames. At the same time, a profound origin Dao realm emerged, as if the world were being created, radiating the meaning of the Great Dao.

Yang Tian's mind suddenly became clear. Dao resonance rumbled within him like a thunderous chant, as if he were a deity comprehending the Dao, floating in the void.

This was a primordial state of heaven and earth's origin, like the beginning of creation, offering indescribable benefits for comprehending the origin.

"Such high comprehension! I wonder why my master chose him. Though his foundation is terrifying, comparable to a divine son of a supreme sect, yet..." The remnant soul of the Three-Flavor Divine Fire hesitated, sighing repeatedly.

On the bronze altar, Yang Tian sat cross-legged at the center, radiating the essence of the origin, causing both women to change expression.

"Bastard! He obtained the Three-Flavor Divine Fire!" The demon woman was unwilling. This divine fire was extremely rare, aiding in comprehending the origin and containing rules, greatly beneficial for future cultivation.

The mysterious woman's brows trembled slightly, and she sighed softly. Though the divine fire was severely damaged, it was still a precious treasure for the forces behind her.

Three days later, Yang Tian's body trembled repeatedly, Dao resonance shaking the surroundings. He was about to break through to quasi-emperor, but forcibly suppressed it. Crossing the tribulation here might collapse the Fire Domain, and the Alchemy Dao Alliance would likely hunt him down.

"Such a terrifying divine fire, containing the most primal mysteries of the origin. With it, I can reach the peak of the emperor realm in a short time!" Looking at the Three-Flavor Divine Fire floating within him, Yang Tian didn't know whether to be happy or bitter.

The two origins had been devoured, and the Three-Flavor Divine Fire's fluctuations became even more terrifying, but it was still far from recovery.

Yang Tian lifted his eyelids. Seeing the weakened figure in the void, he hurriedly said, "Senior... you..."

"I am already a dying man. Living on holds little meaning; I might as well help you once." He smiled faintly, his voice very aged.

Yang Tian's nose tingled. So that was why he had descended into a primordial realm earlier—it was the divine fire's doing.

"Your current strength cannot fully unleash the divine fire's power, but having merged with two origins, you can wield it quite smoothly." He paused briefly, then continued, "Follow me."

Hearing this, Yang Tian was puzzled but followed closely. Passing through this void, he arrived at a cold and desolate place, pitch dark, yet the surrounding aura sent chills down his spine.