Ye Tian came to Ye Bufan's side and whispered, "Big brother, is there something wrong with this flame?"
He is now a celestial corpse, completely immune to water and fire. He doesn't understand why Ye Bufan values this black flame so much.
Ye Bufan said: “This thing is very evil. It doesn't hurt the body but the soul. Once it touches your body, it will immediately burn your three souls and seven spirits. At that time, you will truly become a walking corpse.”
Ye Tian suddenly gasped, his physical body was that of a Heavenly Corpse, incredibly tough, but his soul was no different from an ordinary person's.
And as a former corpse puppet, he was all too familiar with the horror of losing consciousness. In the past, his three souls and seven spirits had only been sealed, with the possibility of being unsealed.
If it gets burned to ashes, it'll be a walking corpse for the rest of its life.
"Haha, I didn't expect you to have such good taste."

Chilavit burst into a derisive laugh. “Serves you Chinese right! I've spent 30 years researching this dark magic, and it finally paid off after you arrived. This is clearly your demise.”

Kill me, Black Wizard Alliance? You killed so many of my people. When the time comes, I'll turn all of you into corpse puppets. That'll make up for my losses.
As he said this, a glint of excitement flashed in his eyes. These were all Saint-level powerhouses. If they were all turned into puppets by the Black Wizard Alliance, he could almost confront the Dark Association head-on.
"Evil ways, I don't believe I can't break you!"
Lan Jianhua roared with anger, unleashing a palm strike that sent a fiery dragon howling towards the black flames.
In his eyes, the other party was fire, and so was he. He figured they weren't that different.
Then a strange thing happened. The fire dragon he sent roared past, but there was no compatibility between them; it didn't have any effect on the black flame at all.
"Hahaha, now you see the power of my Hellfire Soul Eater, don't you?"
Chilavert seemed to enjoy this cat-and-mouse game, showing no rush to act and preferring to watch these people slowly sink into despair.
Here I am!
Huang Xiaomei let out a loud cry, "Icebound for Ten Thousand Miles!"
Generally speaking, water can extinguish fire. Although Lan Jianhua's flame was useless against this black fire, it doesn't mean he had no other way.
Under her full exertion, in almost the blink of an eye, the entire valley was covered by frost.
Then, to everyone's astonishment, the black flames did not waver in the slightest. Instead, they danced wildly on the ice, growing ever stronger, as if existing independent of all else.
"Uh..."
Huang Xiaomei's face was full of astonishment, she never expected such a result.
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Xie Changsi let out a furious roar, and then seven or eight lightning bolts struck down from the sky, one after another, smashing into the black flames.
Compared to the previous Blood and Fire, his lightning did have a slight effect on the black flames, but only a slight one. Although it was weakened for a moment, it returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this scene, Dennis suddenly became excited. She had already fallen into despair, but she didn't expect a turnaround. Now they had regained the advantage.
"Ye Bufan, I didn't expect this, when the Lord will turn you into a walking corpse, I must borrow you to play with for a few days and let you kneel down and lick my toes."
At this point, she had fallen into a state of near madness.
Those beside Sarras, and so on, breathed a long sigh of relief. Now their leader was their last hope; if they lost the battle, all of them would be dead.
"Hahahahahaha…" Chilavert also burst into laughter, "Isn't this despairing? Let me tell you, this flame comes from hell, and there is no way you can handle it."

Prepare to die, Chinese people!
After finishing his words, he waved his hands. The black flame instantly grew larger, transforming into a fire dragon that surrounded everyone in the valley.
"This gadget has some tricks up its sleeve, but that's about it."
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he extended his right hand, and a small black bottle appeared. It was the spirit beast capturing bottle.
"Give it to me!"
As the saying goes, "change without departing from the essence." Although the Hellfire Soul Devourer is somewhat peculiar, it's ultimately a dark magic. As long as it's dark energy, the Refining Bottle can contain it.
The elixir bottle soared into the air, an invisible force instantly enveloping the entire small valley. The hellfire that was previously unstoppable, the soul-devouring flames, flew towards it like moths to a flame and were then absorbed completely.
Ye Bufan extended his hand, and the pill bottle reappeared in his palm. There was an extra black pill at the bottom of the bottle.
"Poof…"
Qil'avite spat out a mouthful of blood, his powerful aura suddenly waning.
The Hellfire Devouring Soul, while incredibly powerful, had consumed ninety percent of his magical power. Now that it was absorbed by the Refining Demon Bottle, he couldn't help but feel severely drained.
At this moment, his eyes were filled with horror. He never dreamed that the spells he had studied for decades would be broken so easily by someone else.
Not only him, but also Salaris, Dennis ton and others beside him, all went from shock to despair, their faces ashen.
Ye Bufan put away the pill bottle and looked at the crowd before him with a slight smile. "How is it? Are you feeling desperate?"
"Ye, this is your fault. Today, all of you will die."
Chilaravet let out a frenzied roar, dropping to his knees and spreading his arms wide as he looked up to the heavens. "Great Warchief," he cried, "help your servant! Let these ignorant humans before us become your sacrifices!"
After that, he opened his mouth again and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood was extremely strange after leaving his body; it didn't fall down at all. Instead, it transformed into a streak of blood light that shot straight up into the sky.
"Master Alliance Leader, are you inviting the God of Witchcraft?"
Seeing this scene, Saralas, Gul'ite and others were instantly excited. To invite the God of Witchcraft into their bodies, this was the ultimate dark magic of the Black Mage Alliance.
Before, only two people in the entire Dark Wizards' Alliance possessed this ability. One of them was Ferdinand, the leader of the Ghost Witch Cult, but he needed to rely on the power of his ancestral mountain to do so.
Another is Chilavit, whose cultivation is even more profound. He can summon the divine spirits into his body at any time and anywhere.
However, once this tactic is deployed, it also takes a heavy toll on the user, and they need at least three years to recover their vitality.
In this situation, he could no longer afford to consider much else. For the sake of the continuation of the Black Wizard Alliance and his own survival, he had to use his final trump card.
A bloody light surged into the sky, followed by a pitch-black beam of light that descended from heaven and plunged straight into the small valley. It was like a colossal pillar connecting heaven and earth, emanating an aura of immense power.
"I did it, I finally did it, hahaha, you all are going to die today."
Saras, Gurite and others cheered one by one. In their eyes, as long as the God of Witchery descended, today's battle was completely decided.
Ye Bufan, however, showed no signs of panic. Instead, he looked at the black pillar of light with excitement, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the God Wuzhi.
Last time, I used the Spirit Refining Bottle to collect a strand of a godless soul and managed to refine two pills at once.
Not only did this boost Ye Tian's strength to the peak of the Heavenly Corpse realm, but his spiritual power also reached the late stage of the Refining Void period, just one step away from entering the Nascent Soul period.
That means the arrival of the god-king posed no danger to him, on the contrary, it could bring immense benefits. How could he not be excited?

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