Ying Wu possessed shadow attributes, so in this realm of extreme light and heat, she suffered even greater suppression.
If not for the immortal power Chen Ping had previously transmitted to protect her heart veins, she would likely have fainted by now.
The condition of the other Ten Thousand Beasts Sect disciples was even more appalling.
Eagle clan disciples had feathers scorched and curled, tiger clan disciples emitted a burnt odour from their fur, snake clan disciples had cracked scales…
Painful grunts and suppressed groans rose and fell continuously.
They were like blocks of ice suddenly thrown into a furnace, rapidly melting away.
Although Ling Shuang was a disciple of Heavenly Fire Sword Venerable and cultivated the top-tier fire technique Incinerating Heaven Sword Art,
she had just been injured, with fragile meridians. The influx of such violent and pure fire spiritual qi posed an immense burden to her as well.
Her face was deathly pale, cold sweat beading on her forehead, her delicate frame trembling slightly. She barely circulated her technique to guide it, but it was like trying to put out a cartload of burning wood with a cup of water, only slowing the speed of the scorching erosion.
Despair once again surfaced in everyone’s eyes.
Having barely escaped pursuit and entered this secret realm said to offer them shelter, were they now to be burnt alive or have their foundations scorched because they could not adapt to the environment?
Just as they teetered on the edge of life and death, on the verge of being refined by the flames of the secret realm,
“Settle.”
A calm, resonant word, seemingly containing supreme authority, rang out like a sea-stabilising divine needle. It clearly reached the ears of everyone nearly overwhelmed by heat and pain, piercing straight to the depths of their divine souls.
It was Chen Ping.
He did not even glance back at the miserable scene behind him. He simply raised his right hand casually, fingers long and slender, and gently pressed downward towards the surging world of flames ahead.
There was no eruption of dazzling spell light, no earth-shaking energy fluctuation.
Yet with this press, an indescribable, profoundly mysterious dao charm centred on him. Like ripples from a stone dropped into a calm lake, it silently yet irresistibly spread out in all directions.
This dao charm was not mere icy energy opposing the flames, but a higher-level commanding force, almost like a decree of laws.
In an instant, a miracle occurred.
With Chen Ping’s standing point as the origin, the space within a hundred zhang radius seemed gently stroked by an invisible great hand.
The terrifying high temperature capable of incinerating and melting metal, roaring and raging, instantly became docile like a tamed beast, dropping to a comfortable range for the body.
The violent and chaotic multicoloured fire spiritual qi, charging wildly, seemed to receive a supreme command and became orderly.
Irritable elements were removed, leaving only the purest, gentlest fire essence spiritual power, easy to absorb and refine.
Even the omnipresent, piercingly bright intense light seemed filtered, becoming bright yet not harmful to the eyes.
The scorching pain on everyone’s bodies receded like the tide. Their scalding lungs instantly cooled, and their rapid, laboured breathing became steady and deep.
They opened their eyes wide in astonishment, gazing at the clearly demarcated, miraculous scene around them.
Outside the safe zone, it remained a hell of roaring flames, twisting heat waves, and blinding light.
Within the safe zone, it was a paradisiacal immortal realm with comfortable temperature, abundant yet gentle spiritual energy, and bright, pleasant light.
An invisible boundary clearly separated the two utterly different worlds.
On the ground, the dark red crystalline soil remained, but its violent fire qi had been pacified.
Not far away, from a crevice originally evaporated dry by high heat, a small pool of milky white spring water gurgled forth, emitting cool spiritual qi and a faint fragrance.
Around the spring, several clusters of lush green, strangely flame-shaped spiritual herbs rapidly grew.
“This… what kind of method is this?!”
Lie Tian felt the scorching pain in his body rapidly subsiding and his demon power becoming active yet mild. He was shocked beyond measure.
Altering the environmental laws of an entire area, especially in such a violent flame secret realm, could not be explained by ordinary arrays or divine abilities.
This was more like… words becoming law, acting on behalf of heaven.
Ling Shuang stared blankly at Chen Ping’s back, her beautiful eyes filled with extreme shock and an indescribable stirring.
She understood the difficulty and significance better than Lie Tian and the others.
The core law of the Li Fire Secret Realm was fire: violent, primordial, supreme.
Even her master, Heavenly Fire Sword Venerable, after cultivating here for thousands of years, could only rely on his cultivation and technique traits to construct relatively stable cultivation environments in fixed areas.
He could never, like Chen Ping, casually and effortlessly create an oasis within a flame-forbidden zone, with such vast range and thorough effect.
This already surpassed her understanding of power and dao arts.
Shi Yan and Ying Wu exchanged a glance, both seeing deep awe and relief in each other’s eyes.
Senior’s strength was indeed as profound as an abyssal sea, immeasurable.
Seeing the unusual gazes from everyone, Chen Ping merely smiled faintly.
Playing with fire, he was a professional.
The supreme fire origin within his body had fused multiple flames.
That demonic clan supreme fire was many times stronger than the flames in this Li Fire Secret Realm.
Otherwise, he would not have been able to show off like this.
“Rest and recuperate here. Seize the time to heal your injuries.”
Chen Ping turned around, his expression as calm as ever, as if he had just done something trivial.
His gaze swept over the newborn spiritual spring and flame spiritual herbs, and he nodded.
“That spiritual spring contains mild life essence qi, miraculous for repairing injuries.”
“Thank you, Senior, for the grace of rebirth! Senior’s divine abilities are unfathomable to ghosts and gods!”
Everyone knelt in unison, their voices trembling with excitement.
Surviving certain death and gaining this blessed haven for healing, this grace was akin to rebirth.
Lie Tian’s tiger eyes brimmed with tears as he kowtowed heavily. “Senior’s great kindness, the remnants of Ten Thousand Beasts Sect will never forget for all eternity! Lie Tian swears here: if one day we can revive the sect, we will enshrine Senior as Supreme Honoured Lord. All of Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, upper and lower, will forever heed Senior’s command!”
Chen Ping raised his hand virtually, a gentle force lifting everyone up. “No need for excessive courtesy. Focusing on recovery is what matters.”
Soon, under the arrangements of Lie Tian and several elders who still had some strength, everyone began settling down in an orderly manner.
