The raging flames rose, illuminating the deep and silent abyss.
This dazzling light dissipated the breath of death, making the originally suppressed breath disappear without a trace.
Any place with strong death aura is cold and gloomy, and the evil and cold energy condenses everywhere.
Mortals who come into contact with this kind of environment are bound to be affected, ranging from severe illness to death.
When monks encounter this kind of environment, they must be careful and vigilant. If they are not careful, they will be affected.
But as the flames rose, this harsh environment was reversed in a very short time.
This is also a kind of energy transformation, turning disadvantages into advantages. Monks often use this method.
If Tang Zhen was here, he would definitely disdain to use such a method because it is too cumbersome and complicated.
Since there must be a cause first, and then the result can be obtained, the whole step is indispensable.
If it were replaced by the Creator, all it would take is one thought as the cause, and then the result would be obtained in one thought.
This is the gap, the difference between the divine and the mortal.
But the soul clone at this moment does not have such extraordinary means, so it can only choose to operate according to the rules.
These corpses in the abyss would have been absorbed by the Flower of Rules, becoming food that can never be too much.
However, under Tang Zhen's control, it dissipated in this special world in another form.
If the monks had a choice, they might also be grateful to Tang Zhen for being able to free them from the flames.
They are not afraid of death, but becoming food for the flower of rules is obviously a humiliation.
The flower of rules wrapped in flames seems to have no reaction. It will not reflect the light of the flames, nor will it absorb the heat of the flames.
As if they are not in the same space as the flames, no matter how the flames operate, the flower of rules will not be damaged.
But Tang Zhen could see that the Flower of Rules was really there in front of him, but its resistance to flames was surprisingly high.
Tang Zhen will not give up easily. To forge such a special object, you must have enough patience.
When a craftsman refines special raw materials, it often takes decades, which is simply not worth mentioning.
Even stone and steel can be burned, not to mention that this kind of spiritual fire can melt everything in the world.
As long as the conditions are met, the flower of rules in front of you will inevitably undergo new changes.
While Tang Zhen was observing, he continued to increase the intensity of the burning, and more and more monks' remains were thrown into the sea of fire.
At this moment, the temperature of the abyss is getting higher and higher, making people feel like they are inside a furnace.
There is no trace of moisture in the dry air, and it will burn if sparks touch it anywhere.
The abyss at this moment has been completely transformed into purgatory.
I don't know whether the flames burned too fiercely or the environment became too dry, but the remains also underwent strange changes.
Wisps of energy, like flying catkins, flew toward the blazing flames.
Because of this energy, the flame burned more violently and its color gradually turned blue and white.
I don’t know why, but the flames that were originally capable of destroying everything are now exuding vitality.
In some cases, the flame itself is related to vitality, representing life born from death.
It's like a wildfire burning through the mountains, leaving behind scorched black spots, but allowing new plants to grow thicker and thicker.
In the world of spiritual practice, this kind of pursuit of destruction and then establishment, and the means of seeking survival in the midst of destruction, are everywhere.
The most difficult thing is how to inspire a glimmer of life in this death.
This is the most difficult step. If you can't do it, death will come normally.
With the emergence of strong vitality, the originally motionless flower of rules began to appear with dots of brilliance on its surface.
It's like the top-grade diamond, emitting dazzling fire and shining continuously.
The appearance of these flashes means change has occurred.
Seeing this scene, Tang Zhen increased the intensity of the flames again, and more corpses were thrown into the flames.
As a result, at this moment, something weird happened.
In this bottomless abyss, wind suddenly appeared and rolled up all the corpses.
Like falling leaves, they fly wildly in the air, and then fall into the flames in groups.
The flame, which was originally blue-white, has now completely turned into a colorless state, as if it has completely disappeared.
However, the temperature released has reached a terrifying level. If ordinary metal is thrown into it, it will turn into gas in an instant.
Under the burning of this terrifying flame, traces of lines began to appear on the surface of the flower of rules that originally had flickering lights.
In fact, it is the original light spots that are connected to each other and converged together, so this weird pattern is formed.
As the flames burned, this strange pattern became more dense, and finally connected directly into one piece.
Just like the shell of a turtle or the cracked earth, it seems that it may break and collapse at any time.
Seeing this scene, Tang Zhen's eyes flashed with excitement, knowing that this was the result he wanted.
The temperature of the flame is already fierce enough. The next thing to do is to wait for the flower of rules to be completely refined.
In fact, Tang Zhen at this moment was just betting on an outcome, and he was not sure what would happen.
Use your accumulated experience to make an attempt without much suspense, so as to reverse and break through the current dilemma.
In the raging flames, there were vague faces flashing out, it was the monks who died in battle.
They were expressionless, just floating in the flames, and finally slowly turned into nothingness.
But there is one face, no matter how the flames burn, it never shows signs of dissipating. Instead, it becomes more and more clear as time goes by.
Tang Zhen could see clearly that the face dancing in the sea of fire was clearly his own.
This face wanders in the flames, becoming more plump and flexible because of the rich vitality, giving people a lifelike feeling.
It seems that a special life is being born from the flames.
As a result, at this moment, a fine cracking sound suddenly came, echoing continuously in the abyss.
The cracks on the surface of the Flower of Rules suddenly enlarged, and then they peeled off like falling wall coverings on the street.
But in the blink of an eye, it suddenly fell to the ground like a collapsed building.
The ruler of this world, the flower of rules that was chased and supported by countless monks, was completely turned into a pile of debris.
"Is this the end?"
Tang Zhen stared at the pile of ashes, a flash of doubt in his eyes, and he observed more carefully.
Soon he discovered that there was actually sparkle among the ashes, like colorful gems.
Even though Tang Zhen had gone through many storms and waves, he still couldn't help but look happy when he first saw these things.
Because he had a strong feeling that these things in front of him were the foundation of the rules, the seeds of the rules that the monks were striving for.
As long as this substance is absorbed and properly cultivated, rules that are recognized by the real world will inevitably be condensed.
At that time, the monks themselves will be the rules, rather than borrowing the rules as in the past.
At that moment, Tang Zhen will completely crush the high-level god generals and become a true powerful god king!