, type 1 to get 234.

The lamp was no more than three inches in size, and within it, a tiny, almost imperceptible purple flame was gently blooming, as if a mere breeze could extinguish it.

But Guang Chengzi put the lamp to his lips, blew hard on the tiny purple flame, and the tiny flame, which was originally like a shy flower bud, was transformed by the celestial energy into a high and mighty purple sun.

The purple flames rose slowly, their rays stretching far and wide, intensely hot. Gusts of wind arose out of nowhere, shaking the surrounding area and instantly spreading the purple flames in all directions, transforming them into a vast sea of ​​fire.

With a sea of ​​fire below and blood rain above, the blood rain either extinguished the fire or the fire dried up the blood rain. The two began to struggle and fight fiercely.

In the center of this purple sea of ​​fire, Guang Chengzi stood quietly, his face calm. Before the thousands of blood rains could even get close, they were engulfed by a purple flame and burned to ashes.

The Douluo Purple Flame is one of the noblest flames in the primordial world. Even compared to the Southern Bright Fire of the Phoenix Clan and the True Sun Fire of the Sun Star, it is not weaker in the slightest. Perhaps only the legendary Red Lotus Karmic Fire can suppress this flame.

And that lamp is naturally the Tushita Lamp, which has a bit of Tushita Purple Flame. As long as the flame doesn't go out, the Tushita Purple Flame will keep coming back in an endless stream.

If one could find eight other completely different but equally noble divine fire seeds and integrate them into the Tushita Lamp, the lamp would immediately achieve the status of a top-grade spiritual treasure. This was what Yuanshi Tianzun told Guangchengzi.

A single spark is enough to create a superior innate spiritual treasure like the Douluo Lamp. To find eight other completely different noble sparks is equivalent to finding eight different superior innate divine fire spiritual treasures.

Moreover, the spirit treasures possess a spirit, and although they have different personalities, they share the same pride. If one were to transform them into nourishment to support the Tushita Lamp, I fear that each of them would rather be shattered jade than survive a broken tile.

However, after being refined by Yuanshi Tianzun, the Tushita Lamp naturally reached a new level. As long as it is not all eight divine lamps that are integrated into it at the same time, it is fine to integrate them one by one.

The Douluo Lamp is now considered a minor top-grade spiritual treasure, and although the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron is extremely peculiar, in any case, the burgeoning prehistoric world is now flourishing, which will naturally suppress all kinds of auras of destruction.

It would be utterly laughable for the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron to try and compete with the Doushuai Lamp.

A raging inferno erupted, spewing forth bursts of flame that instantly dried up the blood rain that had just appeared, leaving not a drop behind. Even the wailing and howling of ghosts vanished, and all the auras of death were swept away, replaced by an unimaginably hot atmosphere.

The blazing, dazzling light emanated from the sun, which seemed to rise into the sky like a raging inferno. The intense heat was so intense that even Bixiao, who was standing below the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, felt her eyebrows tremble, her hair turn yellow, her mouth dry, and she was overwhelmed by the heat. Clearly, she could not endure it for long.

Even though she held a rare jade in her mouth to replenish herself, Bixiao felt her strength gradually dissipating. Clearly, she had given more than she received and was already struggling to keep up.

Looking at the sea of ​​fire around him, which constantly transformed into various fire spirits such as fire dragons, fire phoenixes, fire trees, and fire crows, even the fearless Bixiao finally understood what fear was.

Not to mention that Guang Chengzi was still holding that sword pellet, looking at Bixiao with a half-smile, clearly waiting for the Hunyuan Golden Bucket to fall so he could immediately launch it and kill her with one blow, blowing her head off alive.

Guang Chengzi really wanted to kill her!

Panic finally appeared in Bixiao's beautiful eyes. She had been well protected by her older brother and sister since she took human form. After becoming Tongtian's disciple, she was favored by Tongtian. Who would dare to disrespect her?

Her occasional outings were all near Kunlun Mountain. With the Three Pure Ones as her superiors, no one dared to say even a harsh word to Bixiao.

With the addition of the Golden Dragon Scissors and the Primordial Golden Head, Bixiao has lived a carefree and undefeated life since her birth. Naturally, she looks down on everyone and thinks she is the best in the world.

Only now, when she truly faces a life-or-death crisis, has she come to understand what fear is and what is wrong.

But now it seems she realized it too late...

As the sea of ​​fire grew increasingly fierce, the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron, which could originally hold a space of several feet, could now only reduce the amount of golden light that fell down to barely be able to contain Bixiao.

As the protective golden light around her diminished, Bixiao grew increasingly frightened. Her eyes were brimming with tears, threatening to spill but holding them back. She gritted her teeth and endured the pain, wanting to beg for mercy but unable to utter a word.

Until the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron could no longer hold on, it fell into the sea of ​​fire with a thud, disappearing without a trace. Bixiao couldn't help but shed a tear. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, she just closed her eyes and waited for death.

After a long while, the expected pain still hadn't appeared. Bi Xiao, her face pale, slightly opened her eyes, thinking that Guang Chengzi had ultimately dared not make a move. But she saw that the sword pellet had already approached her fontanelle by only an inch, but it was blocked by a round pearl. The two were locked in a stalemate for a moment, and finally the pearl shone brightly, and the sword pellet was blasted away. However, the pearl was also covered with cracks and was almost destroyed.

They survived!

Bixiao's face was extremely pale, completely devoid of color. The single tear that fell had drained most of her cultivation. The fact that she could still stand was a testament to her strong will.

A pair of soft hands embraced Bixiao. When she looked up, she saw a beautiful face with a gentle smile. She felt relieved and immediately fell into a deep sleep, her whole body relaxing.

Seeing her younger sister so frightened, Yunxiao's anger dissipated completely. In the end, she could only sigh, gently hug Bixiao, and then frown as she looked at Guangchengzi not far away.

Beside Yunxiao, Qiongxiao and Zhao Gongming also arrived.

Zhao Gongming reached out and grabbed the pearl that had blocked the Tai Zhen Sword Pill. Seeing that the pearl was almost destroyed, he was heartbroken. It was one of his rare spiritual treasures.

Seeing that Guang Chengzi had almost destroyed a low-grade innate treasure with a single move, the three were shocked, realizing that he was an extremely troublesome enemy.

Guang Chengzi pinched the Tai Zhen sword pellet in his hand and with a slight tap, the sword pellet, originally the size of a thumb, instantly transformed back into a three-foot-long sword.

Compared to Zhao Gongming's pearl, which was almost destroyed, the Tai Zhen Sword was otherwise unharmed except for a slight jolt in its blade.

Indeed, these are treasures personally crafted by the Primordial Celestial Venerable. Not a single one is inferior. Even if a single sword strike destroys a low-grade innate pearl, the Tai Zhen Sword remains unharmed.

Looking at the people in front of him, Guang Chengzi remained calm and said, "Quickly hand over the criminals, or I will lock you all in the Zhenxian Tower and let you know what will happen to you."