The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 232. Seal Removal

Just when Wu Lin thought she was about to be strangled to death, Deng Yunlan suddenly let go of her hand.

Wu Lin immediately gasped for air like a drowning person suddenly receiving it, her neck now marked with five clear fingerprints.

Deng Yunlan stood up slowly. It wasn’t out of kindness or leniency; she simply intended to spare Wu Lin’s life as a potential hostage at a critical moment.

"Hmph, do you think we came here solely for the dragonfire?"

Deng Yunlan stared at Wu Lin and suddenly let out a cold laugh.

Then, she turned and looked at an underling, pulled a key out from her body, and tossed it over, instructing, "Get to it."

The Demon Cultist caught the key Deng Yunlan tossed over and immediately walked towards the volcanic pit, all the way to the edge, stepping onto a thick iron chain spanning both ends.

She moved slowly forward on the chain, walking gradually to the middle.

Below was the blistering, red-hot molten lava, waves of heat surging upwards, making the Demon Cultist feel as if she were inside a furnace, her skin sensing a slight burning pain.

This place was nearly a hundred feet above the molten lava below, yet the heat could be felt so intensely, showing how terrifying the temperature below truly was.

Wu Lin had already caught her breath from the brink of death, her limbs feeling weak and powerless, but all her attention was focused on the Demon Cultist who was now in the middle of the iron chain.

Wu Lin didn’t know what the other party intended to do, but it definitely was not for good.

The Demon Cultist stood firm, then took out an exquisite jade box from her chest, using the key Deng Yunlan gave her to open it.

Inside the jade box, a wisp of pale blue flame was burning.

Seeing this blue flame, Wu Lin’s eyes widened suddenly. It was an Exotic Species True Fire.

There are many types of Exotic Species True Fire in the Cultivation World, and Wu Lin couldn’t distinguish which type this blue flame was, but what puzzled her was why the Demon Sect, already possessing an Exotic Species True Fire, still aimed for their Wu Clan’s dragonfire.

On the opposite side of the volcanic pit, Xiao Yan, who was hiding and spying, also witnessed the blue flame in the jade box.

Her breathing suddenly grew rapid, a gleam bursting in her eyes.

This was the Exotic Species True Fire she and Han Li had been searching for, called the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire, capable of devouring various abnormal energies and Spiritual Energy.

The small wisp of Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire in the jade box was clearly not a Fire Seed, but it was sufficient for Xiao Yan.

The object she dreamed about day and night was now within sight; Xiao Yan couldn’t wait to rush down and seize it.

But now wasn’t the right time; she quietly left her hiding spot, sneaking towards the volcanic pit.

After taking out the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire, the Demon Cultist on the iron chain pulled a jade slip from her chest, opened it, and poured the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire onto it.

The Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire flowed down like water, falling onto the jade slip, instantly igniting it.

The Demon Cultist discarded the jade box, holding the jade slip with both hands, raising it high above her head.

The Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire burned even brighter on the jade slip, like a blazing fire basin being held up by the Demon Cultist.

Under the burning of the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire, some complex lines began to faintly appear in the air above, resembling an iceberg’s hint of a certain pattern, flickering in and out of sight.

Seeing this, Wu Lin finally shouted in disbelief, "Are you trying to unseal it?"

Iron Sword Mountain was originally a ten-thousand-year volcano, with a Fire Dragon hidden beneath its molten lava, sealed by generations of Sect Masters of the Heavenly Sword Sect, preventing the Fire Dragon from breaking free.

Though Wu Lin had never seen what the seal looked like, she had heard her mother mention it, the seal was in the air above this volcanic pit, invisible to the naked eye.

When Qin Yunzhu served as Sect Master, they had reinforced it once, but that was a century ago, and Wu Lin naturally hadn’t witnessed it.

Now, seeing the pattern revealed by the burning Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire, Wu Lin finally understood. This group of Demon Cultists aimed to unseal Iron Sword Mountain.

"That’s right!"

Deng Yunlan turned her head abruptly, smiling smugly, "Once the seal is broken and the Fire Dragon emerges, there will be endless dragonfire, right?"

Wu Lin, ignoring her weak limbs, suddenly lunged at Deng Yunlan.

Two Demon Cultists nearby immediately rushed over, holding Wu Lin down tightly.

Wu Lin struggled desperately, cursing loudly, "You’re crazy! Do you know how many people are out there now? Do you want to kill them all?!"

Iron Sword Mountain’s Fire Dragon had been suppressed by the Heavenly Sword Sect for six hundred years, and who knows how terrifying the power it had accumulated was.

Once the seal was broken, the power amassed over six hundred years would erupt, destroying Sword Casting City and Taobao Mall, leaving behind a wasteland.

Deng Yunlan, however, wagged her finger at Wu Lin, "You’re wrong, at least your Sect Master won’t die."

Wu Lin glared at Deng Yunlan, furious to the extreme, "Aren’t you afraid the Righteous Alliance will eradicate your Demon Sect?"

If the Righteous Alliance found out about this, they would undoubtedly retaliate.

The principle of lips and teeth being interdependent was understood by all; if one of the Five Permanents of the Righteous Alliance were attacked and did not retaliate, the Alliance’s very existence would be pointless.

"You’re right."

Deng Yunlan squatted down in front of Wu Lin, smiling, "But that’s only if they know it was us. If we do everything flawlessly, everyone will think that it was an error in your Heavenly Sword Sect’s seal that allowed the Fire Dragon to escape."

Chilled to the bone, Wu Lin yelled, "You won’t succeed!"

"Ha, then let’s wait and see."

Deng Yunlan stood up, her eyes gazing toward the iron chain.

The Demon Cultist on the iron chain was in visible pain as the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire was consuming her Spiritual Energy from afar.

Yet, her body remained upright, her hands unwavering.

The blue flame on the jade slip grew stronger, and the seal in the air had been burned into clarity, a dense, intricate array of lines formed.

This seal was filled with the Golden Core power of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s Sect Master, a supreme supplement to the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire.

By itself, the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire could not break the seal, but combined with the jade slip, it was different.

This jade slip, known as the Law-breaking Talisman, was specifically used to attack and break down various arrays and seals.

With the Law-breaking Talisman and the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire joining forces, they finally ignited the seal, and the blue flame began to spread along the lines of the seal.

Deng Yunlan’s eyes immediately filled with excitement. Whether the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire and the Law-breaking Talisman could break the seal on Iron Sword Mountain weighed heavily on her mind.

Now, seeing the Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire ignite the seal, her held breath finally relaxed.

The Soul-devouring Netherworld Fire had the characteristic of devouring various energies. Once it ignited the seal, it wouldn’t be long before it devoured the entire power of the seal, unsealing it completely.

While Deng Yunlan was in her excitement, Xiao Yan, who had been lurking on the opposite side of the volcanic pit, was finally about to take action.

She donned a mask, leaped from her hiding place, jumped onto the iron chain, and dashed toward the Demon Cultist in the middle.