Chapter 596: The Profound Truth of Fire

The purple Nine Serenity Prison Flame looks extremely coquettish, especially under the night.

After engulfing Lord Yan and Jiang Chen, they lingered for a long time, like a cloud of purple clouds rolling.

It didn't take long for people in the city to feel sweltering heat. It was a cool late autumn season, but it suddenly turned into a scorching summer.

Countless people took off their coats and wiped the sweat from their faces.

The Nine Nether Prison Flame also became more and more dazzling, almost forming a purple sun, and many people could not look directly at it.

"I can't imagine what it's like to be in there."

People who are so hot can't help but feel palpitations when they think of Lord Yan and Jiang Chen of Nine Nether Prison Flame.

"Ten minutes is my limit. I think that kid can't hold on for three minutes."

Lord Yan was bearing the burning power of the Nine Nether Prison Flames, his clothes were still intact, and he was protected by blood-red flames all over his body.

If he is completely exposed to the flames of the Nine Nether Prisons, even if he is a Celestial Venerable, he won't be able to last long.

On the other side, Jiang Chen's clothes had been reduced to ashes, and he was naked in the flames of the Nine Nether Prison.

The power of the strange fire is indeed extraordinary.

His body was burning, his long hair was shining brightly, and the pattern of Tianfeng appeared between his eyebrows.

The Nine Nether Prison Flames did not harm him, but instead made him a success.

Tianfeng's true blood was reborn from the ashes, and the raging fire was his life.

The origin of the Yanlong is the power of the fire dragon in the dragon clan.

When breaking through the Venerable, Tianfeng and Fire Dragon shaped his body, combining the strengths of the two beasts, the most obvious being that he is not afraid of fire.

It was also because of this that he was able to survive from Lord Yan's palm unscathed.

Lord Yan wanted to resist the Nine Nether Prison Flame, but he didn't use it. He further tempered the dragon and phoenix body in the Nine Nether Prison Flame.

Three minutes later, Lord Yan smiled knowingly, and was about to leave the range of Jiuyou Prison Yan.

However, a powerful force trapped him inside.

"Is he still alive?"

Prince Yan knew why, and felt a little uneasy.

"It's okay, he is now at the end of his battle."

Prince Yan comforted himself like this, and continued to exercise.

However, the temperature of the Nine Nether Prison Flame was getting higher and higher, and he began to feel powerless.

After another minute passed, he tried again with apprehension, but he still couldn't get out.

"Don't mess up, don't mess up."

Even though Lord Yan comforted himself like this, his face was extremely flustered.

He thought of what Jiang Chen said before, if he really died like this, it would become a joke.

He couldn't sit still any longer, thinking that the imprisonment of the Nine Nether Prison Flame was only placed by the gray-robed man, who was also the god of heaven, and he couldn't get out if he didn't believe it.

However, Lord Yan felt hopeless.

The confinement imposed by the gray-robed man relied on the power of the Nine Nether Prison Flames.

If you break free forcefully, you will be bombarded with all your strength by the Nine Nether Prison Flames.

"How to do how to do!"

Seven or eight minutes later, Prince Yan was completely in a mess.

It wasn't that he couldn't support it, it was that Jiang Chen persisted for longer than he expected, which made him uneasy.

"Why haven't you come out yet?"

People outside don't understand either.

Don't look at less than ten minutes, but with the lethality of Jiuyou Prison Flame, this time is enough to kill people below Tianzun.

After a while, Tianzun will not be able to stand it.

Zhao Pojun walked up and down on the first high platform, anxious and uneasy.

Jiang Chen has exceeded expectations, and God knows how long it will be.

And he knows his father well, and he knows that his father's limit is coming soon!

"Let me out, let me out!"

Suddenly, Lord Yan's panicked cry came from the flames of the Nine Nether Prison.

He could have persisted for a while, but the psychological pressure was about to make him collapse.

People in the square looked at each other, never felt so strange as now.

The people of Kuanglong Dynasty couldn't sit still, and another Tianzun said: "It's almost done, do you really want to pay the life of Tianzun?"

"It was he who chose to shoot. Isn't Jiang Chen's life his life?" Du Zhenfei laughed.

"A Martial Venerable, can he compare to Tianzun? What's more... what's more, Jiang Chen is only a member of Nine Heavens Realm!" Kuanglong Dynasty's Tianzun continued.

"I'll say it again, Jiang Chen is the champion of our Feilong Dynasty." Du Zhenfei said bluntly.

"Stop arguing."

Li Gang from the Holy Martial Academy interrupted the quarrel between the two.

"It was Zhao Yan who made the first move, refused to admit his mistake, and had an arrogant attitude. Jiang Chen proposed that the god of fire descend from the sky, and he accepted it."

The man in the gray robe said: "The descending of the fire from the sky is the highest trial ceremony of the Holy Martial Academy. Do you think it's a child's play?"

Immediately, the people of Kuanglong Dynasty were speechless, knowing that the Holy Martial Academy was for real.

The Holy Martial Academy has absolute authority, and Lord Yan's move in front of so many people is undoubtedly a deliberate provocation.

Of course, the real reason why Prince Yan did it was because he looked down on people from the Nine Heavens Realm.

Not long after the quarrel stopped, heart-piercing screams came from the Nine Nether Prison Flames high in the sky.

There is no doubt that it belongs to Prince Yan.

Due to lack of confidence, he failed to last ten minutes.

The gorgeous clothes on his body were quickly burned to slag, and then his whole body.

Jiuyou Prison Flame was like the most ferocious beast, it ate up his whole body, leaving nothing behind.

The shouting lasted for more than a minute. During this time, Shenwu City was surprisingly quiet.

Everyone's expressions were full of shock.

When the shouting stopped, Zhao Pojun's face was pale and his body was shaking.

"Look!"

What happened to someone pointed to the Nine Nether Prison Flame.

I saw that the Nine Nether Prison Flames, which looked like clouds, had undergone strange changes.

It's as if a black hole appeared inside, and all the Nine Nether Prison Flames were absorbed in, and the area continued to shrink.

When it was about to disappear, people discovered that the so-called 'black hole' was actually Jiang Chen.

When the last ninety-nine hellfires entered his body, he put on new clothes as fast as he could.

But compared to his body, people's attention is still on the Nine Nether Prison Flame.

"He, did he absorb the Nine Nether Prison Flames?"

"Impossible, he doesn't have the origin of the Nine Nether Prison Flames, how can he absorb the Nine Nether Prison Flames!"

"But, the Nine Serenities Prison Flame has indeed entered his body."

People were amazed and talked a lot.

But for Zhao Pojun, what he cared about was that only Jiang Chen appeared, and his father was not there.

It means that Lord Yan has disappeared from this world!

"I didn't expect that I would comprehend the mystery of fire first instead of the mystery of wind. Is this the magic of Tianfeng's true blood?"

Jiang Chen, who had never comprehended the artistic conception of fire, comprehended the profound meaning of fire through the Nine Nether Prison Flame.

Moreover, he did absorb the Nine Nether Prison Flames and stored them in himself.

This is not an easy task. For the Tianzun of the Holy Martial Academy, once the Nine Nether Prison Flame is used up, it cannot be recovered.

Jiang Chen, who can grasp the profound meaning of fire, found a way to absorb the Nine Nether Prison Flame.