Chapter 1,450: Is it very desperate?

Ye Tian approached Ye Bufan and whispered, “Big Brother, is there something wrong with this flame?”

He was now a Heavenly Corpse, completely unafraid of water or fire, so he didn't understand why Ye Bufan valued this black flame so much.

Ye Bufan said, “This thing is extremely evil. It doesn't harm the Physical Body but the Soul. Once it touches your body, it will immediately scorch your Three Ethereal Souls and Seven Corporeal Spirits. At that point, you'll truly become a walking corpse.”

Ye Tian immediately gasped. His Physical Body was that of a Heavenly Corpse, incredibly robust, but his Soul was no different from an ordinary person's.

Moreover, as a former Corpse Puppet, he clearly understood the horror of losing consciousness. Previously, his Three Ethereal Souls and Seven Corporeal Spirits were merely Sealed, and there was still a chance of them being unsealed.

But if they were burned to ashes, he would be a walking corpse for life.

“Hahahaha, I didn't expect you to be so discerning.”

Chiravette let out a wild, arrogant laugh. “It's your bad luck, Chinese people. I've been researching this Black Witchcraft for a full 30 years, and it was completed just after your arrival. Clearly, this means you deserve to die.

You've killed so many people from my Black Wizard Alliance. When I turn all of you into Corpse Puppets, it will make up for my losses.”

As he spoke, a glint of excitement flashed in his eyes. These were all Saint-Grade powerhouses. If they all became Corpse Puppets of the Black Wizard Alliance, he could almost challenge the Dark Association.

“Evil Dao! I refuse to believe I can't break through you!”

Lan Jianhua roared, striking out with a palm. Immediately, a Fire Dragon roared forth, pouncing towards the black flame.

In his view, the opponent's was fire, and his was also fire, so there shouldn't be much difference.

But then, a strange scene occurred. The Fire Dragon he sent out roared past, with no compatibility between the two. It had no effect whatsoever on the black flame.

“Hahahahaha, now you see the power of my Hell Devouring Soul Fire, don't you?”

Chiravette seemed to enjoy this cat-and-mouse game and was not in a hurry to act, intending to watch these people slowly fall into despair.

“I'll do it!”

Huang Xiaomei shouted, “Ice Seal for Ten Thousand Miles!”

Generally speaking, water can counter fire. Although Lan Jianhua's flame was useless against this black fire, it didn't mean she had no solution.

Under her full power, in almost an instant, the entire small valley was covered in ice.

But then, people were stunned speechless. The black flame not only remained unaffected, but it continuously skipped across the ice, burning brighter and brighter, as if independent of all things.

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jumping, burning more and more fiercely, as if independent of all things.

“Uh…”

Huang Xiaomei looked horrified, never expecting such a result.

“Lightning can counter evil, I'll do it!”

Xie Changsi roared, and then seven or eight streaks of lightning struck down from the sky, one after another, hitting the black flame.

Compared to the previous blood and fire, his lightning did have a slight effect on the black flame, but only a slight one. Although it was weakened a bit, it recovered to its original state in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Denniston on the side immediately became excited. She had originally fallen into despair, but unexpectedly, the situation had turned around, and her side had regained the advantage.

“Ye Bufan, didn't you expect this? When Alliance Master turns you into a walking corpse, I'll definitely borrow you to play with for a few days and make you kneel and lick my toes.”

At this moment, she had fallen into a semi-crazed state.

Salas and the others next to her were even more so, letting out long sighs of relief. The Alliance Master was their last hope now; if he lost, all of them would die.

“Hahahahaha…” Chiravette also burst into wild laughter. “Are you desperate? I'm telling you, this flame comes from Hell. You have no way to deal with it.

Prepare to die, Chinese people!”

After speaking, he waved his hands, and the black flame instantly surged, transforming into a Fire Dragon that surrounded everyone in the entire valley.

“This thing of yours has some trick to it, but that's all.”

Ye Bufan extended his right hand, and a small black bottle appeared—it was the Demon Refining Bottle.

“Collect for me!”

As the saying goes, all changes do not depart from their origin. Although the Hell Devouring Soul Fire was somewhat strange, it was ultimately a dark spell. As long as it was dark energy, the Demon Refining Bottle could absorb it.

The Demon Refining Bottle soared into the air, and an invisible suction instantly enveloped the entire small valley. The Hell Devouring Soul Fire, which had just been unbreakable, rushed forward like moths to a flame, and was then completely absorbed.

Ye Bufan extended his hand, and the Demon Refining Bottle reappeared in his palm. At the bottom of the bottle was a black Medicinal Pill.

“Pfft…”

Chiravette spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and the powerful aura on his body suddenly weakened.

Although the Hell Devouring Soul Fire was extremely powerful, it also contained ninety percent of his magical power. Now that it had all been absorbed by the Demon Refining Bottle, how could he not be severely weakened?

At this moment, his eyes were filled with horror. He never dreamed that the spell he had researched for decades would be broken like this.

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It was broken.

Not only him, but Salas, Denniston, and the others beside him also went from shock to despair, their faces ashen.

Ye Bufan put away the Demon Refining Bottle, looked at the crowd in front of him, and smiled slightly: “How about it? Are you desperate?”

“You, surnamed Ye, you forced my hand. Today, all of you will die.”

Chiravette let out a frantic roar. He knelt on both knees, spread his arms, and shouted to the sky: “Great Witch God, please help your servant, and let these ignorant humans become your sacrifices!”

After speaking, he again spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood. The blood, after leaving his body, was extremely strange; it didn't fall, but instead transformed into a beam of blood-red light that shot up into the sky, piercing straight through the firmament.

“Is Alliance Master inviting the Witch God?”

Seeing this scene, Salas, Gullit, and the others immediately became excited. Inviting the Witch God to possess one's body was the Black Wizard Alliance's most top-tier Black Witchcraft.

Previously, only two people in the entire Black Wizard Alliance possessed this ability. One was Ferdinand, the leader of the Ghost Witch Sect, but he needed to borrow the power of Zu Mountain to do so.

The other was Chiravette, whose cultivation was even more profound, capable of summoning the Witch God to possess him at any time.

However, once this spell was used, it would greatly deplete him, requiring at least three years to recover his Origin Qi.

In the current situation, he could no longer afford to hesitate. For the Black Wizard Alliance to continue, and for himself to survive, he could only use this last trump card.

The blood-red light shot up into the sky, and then a pillar of light as black as ink descended from the heavens, directly plunging into the small valley, like a colossal pillar connecting heaven and earth, exuding endless pressure.

“It succeeded, it finally succeeded! Hahahaha, all of you are going to die today.”

Salas, Gullit, and the others cheered incessantly. In their view, as long as the Witch God descended, victory would be completely secured today.

Ye Bufan, however, showed no signs of panic. Instead, he looked at the black pillar of light with excitement, anticipating the arrival of the Witch God.

Last time, he used the Demon Refining Bottle to collect a wisp of the Witch God's Divine Soul, refining two Medicinal Pills in one go.

Not only did it allow Ye Tian's strength to reach the Peak Realm of a Heavenly Corpse, but his own Mental Energy also ascended to the Great Perfection Realm of the Void Refining Stage, just one step away from entering the Body Integration Stage.

In other words, the Witch God's descent posed no danger to him at all; on the contrary, it could bring immense benefits, so how could he not be excited?