Spell Of Deification

Chapter Five: The Black Flame Curse

The voice seemed to echo from ancient times, reverberating through the ages, returning to this world with a strange and wondrous power. Moments later, tears streamed down the old barbarian's face.

Black!

He cupped the flame in his hand, bringing it close to his face. His eerie face now looked like a demon, grotesque and terrifying. The flame then began to writhe wildly, as if gaining some power. The two black streaks quickly dried,

and floated up, merging into the flame.

The flame had turned black.

It was a black flame!

Everything fell silent. The ancient incantation flowed from the fire shaman's lips, and then, guided by him, the black wolf faced the black flame, swearing, word by word, that he would have no ill intentions towards the séance to be performed that night, swearing to do his utmost for it.

If he broke this promise, may the black flame unleash its torment.

As the black wolf spoke, the black flame flickered and slowly approached his face, finally melting silently and eerily into the center of his forehead, disappearing without a trace.

When it was all over, the fire shaman waved his hand, and the black wolf silently stood up and walked back to the other side of the fire.

Yun Shou nodded to his disciple and patted him on the shoulder. When his hand touched the black wolf's shoulder, the black wolf could feel the old man's expression was different from usual, and the slight pressure he applied.

He looked up at Yun Shou, nodded slightly, and then remained silent as usual. Yun Shou's eyes were now filled with tenderness, and he thought to himself that he hadn't misjudged him. Giving Xiao Qing to him in the future,

he would have no more regrets.

The tense atmosphere seemed to soften suddenly after the eerie incantation, even the usually aloof fire shaman seemed to smile.

Soon, the group began their final negotiations; the crucial séance was about to begin.

Black Wolf knelt quietly on the ground, the words of those who were finally reassured echoing in his ears. His eyes suddenly fell on the mimosa flower again, and then he saw, further away on the ground, in more places—in this valley, among the visible wild grasses,

blossoming red flowers.

Facing the night wind, the red mimosa flowers swayed slightly, like children singing in the dark night, beautiful and alluring.

The night remained deep and silent, this long night seemingly destined to continue endlessly in darkness, until that single glimmer of light suddenly burst forth from the deepest recesses of darkness.

A dazzling brilliance, like the sun suddenly rising in the night, shone forth, transforming into a gigantic fireball that roared fiercely. Then, all the fire coalesced into an incomparably magnificent pillar of fire that shot straight into the incredibly thick clouds.

Instantly, a fierce wind arose, the clouds churned, the earth shook, and a terrifying aura slowly spread from the horizon.

In the desolate valley, at the very source of that gigantic fireball, the three elders of the Three Realms Divine Sect and the four Fire Shamans stood at the original campfire, each holding one hand in the central flame.

At this moment, countless strange patterns of fire lit up on the ground below and within a radius of over a hundred feet, forming a massive and divine array.

All life was pushed back from this powerful array by an invisible force, including the seven powerful barbarian guards brought by the Fire Shaman. The only ones remaining at the center of the array, besides the four powerful individuals with extraordinary Daoist abilities,

were only Black Wolf. The flames had now turned pure white, a testament to their extreme heat. Deep within the fire, a necklace of white bones floated.

Under the intense heat of the flames, the necklace shattered inch by inch. All the bones were reduced to ashes, except for the largest bone, of unknown origin, which managed to hold on, though cracks were clearly visible on its surface.

It seemed on the verge of collapse.

At the center of the bones, the strange "seed" remained unaffected by the flames, still radiating vitality from its emerald green hue, appearing even more vibrant than before.

It seemed to be slowly absorbing the power of the flames. Simultaneously, as the flames passed over the seed in the night sky, they seemed to acquire its unique aura, beckoning something to the endless heavens.

An ancient incantation suddenly resounded, and the four incredibly powerful figures looked up at the sky. Almost simultaneously, a terrifying aura emanating from the air descended upon the valley.

Black Wolf sensed something and looked up, only to see a massive, dark rift slowly opening in the clouds above. From that incomparably deep, bottomless darkness, it seemed as if eerie eyes were fixed upon them.

The rift slowly closed.

The entire valley floor suddenly began to tremble, a rumbling sound emanating from the depths of the earth. At the same time, the arrays on the surrounding ground blazed brightly, flickering frantically and radiating powerful energy that suppressed the land.

But under the pressure of the power from the sky, the array seemed to be rapidly approaching its limit.

Suddenly, amidst the dazzling light, Yun Shou roared, "Release!"

Without hesitation, Black Wolf immediately grabbed the black short sword in front of him. With a flick of his arm, a strange light flashed, and the small, amber-like object flew from the sword, disappearing directly into the flames,

landing precisely on the green seed.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar erupted. The soul crystal instantly vanished into nothingness, the entire flame suddenly brightened by a third, and the surrounding temperature soared dramatically, even cracking the ground in several places.

But perhaps it was precisely this powerful force that drew in the dark rift in the sky, causing it to rapidly descend. The dark gate grew larger and larger, about to open completely.

An ancient aura emanated from this dark gate, and an incomparably tall, mountain-like figure, seemingly ruling over everything, began to emerge from behind it, approaching this world.

The eye of the covenant was fixed on that strange seed; it seemed that only that vibrant "seed" was the most attractive thing to it in the world.