A plume of multi-colored light rose gracefully from the Five Elements Ring, while almost simultaneously, a crimson torrent began to boil within the Nine Dragons Furnace. Though these two powers were not of the same origin, the divine force binding them emanated from a single individual.

The divine power within his body surged wildly, pouring unrestrainedly into these two divine artifacts.

The Five Elements Ring was no longer the inanimate object it once was; it had become an ultra-grade divine artifact possessing its own primary spirit. Although its birth was recent, vastly younger than the boundless ages of the Nine Dragons Furnace, it had become He Yiming's divine weapon even before its full ascent to artifact status. Thus, in terms of coordination, it was in no way inferior to the Nine Dragons Furnace.

Fiercely scarlet and scorching power was released from the Nine Dragons Furnace.

He Yiming vividly recalled the intense heat generated when incinerating monster lairs in the Land of Death, forming that searing domain. Within that powerful sphere, any approaching monster, regardless of its number, was instantly reduced to ash. The feeling of being surrounded by countless monsters yet remaining supreme, viewing the world as solely his domain, had left too profound an impression.

Therefore, the moment He Yiming resolved to forge a Divine Artifact Domain, he decided without hesitation that the Blazing Domain must be brought back to its former glory.

Although he understood that without the burning of a second monster lair, the might of this Blazing Domain was unlikely to match its previous scale, he stubbornly persisted.

The immense heat slowly entered the Five Elements Ring. If this had been the Five Elements Ring held by Ao Minxing, it certainly would not have allowed external fire element power to enter so easily. But the Five Elements Ring in He Yiming’s hands was different; the Nine Dragons Furnace was a resident within the Five Elements Ring, intimately familiar with the artifact’s capabilities. Coupled with He Yiming’s divine power acting as the intermediary, there was no reason to reject this influx of energy.

Instantly, the fire element power erupted within the fire zone inside the Five Elements Ring, desperately beginning to absorb the fire element energy contained there. When this energy reached its limit, it abruptly shifted, flowing toward the earth element power. Fire generates Earth, Earth generates Metal, Metal generates Water, Water generates Wood...

Following the generative cycle of the Five Elements, this power continuously transformed. With every shift, it absorbed more power into the cycle. When the transformation reached the Wood element, the abundant life energy nearly burst forth from the Five Elements Ring. Such colossal power was beyond even He Yiming's anticipation; he vaguely sensed that his strength had already climbed to a new height compared to when he burned the monster lair with the Divine Dragon Fire.

Vast Wood element life energy hovered at the boundary between Wood and Fire, and He Yiming’s spiritual projection entered within, carefully perceiving everything unfolding there.

However, for some inexplicable reason, a feeling of unease welled up in his heart. He had a strong premonition that this power was too immense, beyond what he could command at this moment.

Taking deep breaths, He Yiming desperately calmed his mind, recalling the two instances when he possessed domain power in the Land of Death, and making the subtlest comparisons with the powerful energy currently surging within the Five Elements Ring.

After a long while, he finally grasped the transformation taking place.

In the Land of Death, He Yiming had formed domain-like power twice: once, the purple Ice Domain, and the other, the incomparably potent and world-dominating Blazing Domain.

He had always assumed those were domain powers only accessible to Pseudo-Divine Realm experts.

But only now did he truly understand that what he possessed then was not genuine domain power. It was merely a situation where he had pushed one specific power to its absolute extreme, achieving complete monopoly within a localized area, preventing any other attribute of power from entering.

This situation shared a superficial similarity in might to a true domain, but it was worlds apart from the real thing.

A genuine domain does not rely solely on a single attribute; it is a power that encompasses and repels simultaneously. It embraces all energies within its region while also possessing the characteristic of excluding external forces. Within a true domain, the intensity of the energy is completely controlled by the wielder—its strength and weakness yielding absolutely to the will.

The two immense powers He Yiming had generated by chance in the Land of Death, however, were forces entirely beyond his control; anything entering that range would suffer the same intensity of attack, and this power was indiscriminate, treating friend and foe alike.

Of course, because the heat generated from incinerating the monster lair was so overwhelming, the resultant blazing area at that time even exceeded the might of an orthodox Fire Domain. Yet, without that fuel source, even if He Yiming desired to recreate that former achievement, it was now impossible.

In a flash of thought, He Yiming completely understood the relationship. By this point, the accumulation of Wood element power had reached its absolute peak; even if he wished to suppress it further, he could no longer do so.

A resolute glint suddenly flashed in his eyes. The massive Wood element life energy once again surged into the Fire Domain.

The power of Fire represents the power of death. Under the special function of the Five Elements Ring, that immense life energy exploded instantly, transforming into an overwhelmingly blazing flame. This flame merged with the Fire of the Nine Dragons Furnace, reaching an incredible, almost unbelievable level of might.

He Yiming’s spirit instantly tensed to its absolute limit, for he abruptly realized he was losing control.

In the Land of Death, although the power generated by burning the monster lair was greater, that power did not require his control. But now, what He Yiming was cultivating was a Divine Artifact Domain—a power that demanded his personal mastery.

Yet, at this critical juncture, He Yiming discovered that his martial cultivation realm seemed insufficient to support his control over such a formidable force.

The boiling fire power surged mightily, rolling in like molten lava, seemingly ready to drown him completely at any moment.

He Yiming’s face turned faintly pale; he knew he had been too greedy.

The notion of merging the might of two divine artifacts and releasing it as a Divine Artifact Domain was magnificent and powerful, but truly executing it had surpassed the scope of his control.

Feeling the ever-increasing intensity of the fire power, He Yiming let out a mournful sigh, preparing to give up. However, just then, a thought sparked in his mind, and he detected nine small entities hidden within the Nine Dragons Furnace...

In the room, White Horse Lightning, Treasure Pig, and One Hundred and Eight watched He Yiming with extreme caution.

Currently, his surroundings were engulfed in a fiery red glow. Within this radius, waves of heat surged skyward, making even them feel somewhat unbearable.

This was the nascent form of the Fire Element Blazing Domain, finally appearing around him through the combined efforts of the two divine artifacts and He Yiming.

A powerful wave of life aura manifested outside the stone chamber door. Treasure Pig and White Horse Lightning exchanged wary glances.

They knew this must be Ao Minxing arriving suddenly at the threshold. Yet, they could not fathom his reason for coming.

White Horse Lightning slowly moved towards the entrance, a shimmer of dazzling purple lightning dancing across its body. Mixed within this lightning were faint, intermittent flashes of milky-white electricity. The two forces formed a powerful interception net, ready to lash out at the door at any moment.

However, Ao Minxing clearly had no intention of entering. He merely stood outside the door, quietly sensing the peculiar changes emanating from He Yiming’s vicinity.

The red expanse seemed to be slowly spreading, and a faint wisp of flame could vaguely be seen flickering on He Yiming’s body. This was the ultimate manifestation of accumulated fire element power. Viewed from the outside, he looked like a true man of fire. Yet, these flames seemed intelligent; though burning on He Yiming, they did not even scorch his clothes.

Such a bizarre sight caused Treasure Pig and White Horse Lightning to marvel.

“Huu...”

Nine small fire dragons puffed out from the mouth of the Nine Dragons Furnace. These were not the nine great fire dragons that formed the furnace’s primary spirit, but nine small fire dragons He Yiming had nurtured with Qilin Beast blood.

Once they left the Nine Dragons Furnace, they immediately flew about excitedly, soaring within the crimson area.

Fortunately, their size was currently minimal, existing only in a miniature form, allowing the most spacious stone chamber to accommodate their agile forms.

However, within this domain, the power they possessed was extraordinary. Whether they brushed against the stone walls or the stone bed, they left behind a deep indentation.

The stone walls here were far from ordinary; Treasure Pig and the others had tested them. While their hardness was not as exaggerated as that of profound iron, they were certainly not inferior to genuine steel. Yet, even these incredibly tough walls were instantly vaporized by the nine small dragons.

Treasure Pig, White Horse Lightning, and One Hundred and Eight immediately grew solemn, carefully watching the nine small fire dragons maneuver in the red space, terrified of being accidentally touched by even a fraction of their presence.

The power of these small fire dragons was originally negligible before the Divine Path, but once they appeared within this red zone, they became immensely powerful, possessing strength that even the Divine Path experts dared not underestimate.

A long, drawn-out breath escaped He Yiming’s lips. As this breath fully left him, his tightly closed eyes opened.

He swept his gaze around, his eyes gleaming with a strange, ultimate divine radiance.

The nine small fire dragons seemed to let out a cheer, flying toward He Yiming in unison and settling upon his body.

The small fire dragons, carrying the heat capable of instantly turning steel into nothingness, failed to harm He Yiming. They leaped and danced among the flames on his body, as if celebrating something.

After a long moment, He Yiming let out a bitter sigh.

He gently patted the Nine Dragons Furnace in his hand, and the nine small fire dragons obediently flew back inside, vanishing instantly. The surrounding red domain dissipated along with them, leaving no trace.

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