Chapter 125: Strongest Fusion

The Morning Purple Wind ranks fourth on the Wind Element Ranking, the same as Jiliu Jia’s Morning Blue Cold Fire.

After Mei Jier finished speaking, both Jiliu Jia and Bing Han Yanyan were shocked. The elements on the Ghost Tomb Element Ranking are the strongest elements under heaven, and they are treasures that people in the world fiercely pursue. There are only twenty-four types on the list, and those who are fortunate enough to see them are extremely rare, let alone obtain them.

However, it can be said that the three of them are incredibly lucky at this moment to witness the Morning Purple Wind. And Jiliu Jia is the luckiest among the lucky ones; he already possesses two Pure Spirit Elements. If he were to also obtain this Morning Purple Wind, it would be a tremendous stroke of good fortune for Jiliu Jia.

After thinking for a moment, Bing Han Yanyan and Mei Jier both looked at Jiliu Jia because they could see the longing in his eyes. At this moment, Jiliu Jia was the only one among the three who could refine and absorb the Morning Purple Wind; the other two, with their different attributes, were simply unable to do so.

Sensing their gazes, Jiliu Jia smiled faintly, “Since this thing has appeared before me, why would I let it go!”

The green smoke in the small black cauldron disappeared, and the Morning Purple Wind trembled slightly, instantly transforming into a human form. To the immense surprise of the three, the Morning Purple Wind actually spoke, “Insignificant thing, you actually want to refine me! Haha, do you have the ability to do so?” As he spoke, a gust of wind descended from the black cauldron, “Actually, I need to thank you. If you hadn’t brought my divine sense here, I wouldn’t have been able to restore my true body. However, even so, I won’t let you go!”

At this point, Jiliu Jia understood. It turned out that the two small black cauldrons contained the divine sense of the Evening Purple Wind. From the current situation, this Evening Purple Wind had become a true Pure Spirit, possessing divine sense and having transformed into human form. This is the highest realm for a Pure Spirit Element. Once a Pure Spirit is formed, it can be considered an individual.

As he spoke, three wind clouds surged forward. The three figures immediately dodged, but the wind clouds were incredibly fast. Jiliu Jia, who was slightly slower, was enveloped by a wind cloud and rushed into the lava lake, disappearing.

Mei Jier and Bing Han Yanyan were stunned. For them, Jiliu Jia’s significance was immense. Bing Han Yanyan’s cold poison and Mei Yan’er’s viper flower poison all required Jiliu Jia’s treatment. If Jiliu Jia died, all their previous efforts would be in vain.

With this thought, Mei Jier plunged into the lava lake, searching for Jiliu Jia. Bing Han Yanyan also unleashed her attack, sending out a giant ice blade, “You monster, I will make you pay with your life!”

Bing Han Yanyan’s strength was considerable; she was on par with Mei Jier. However, against the Morning Purple Wind, which had already condensed into a Pure Spirit, she was still at a disadvantage. After a few rounds, she began to falter.

In the lava lake, Mei Jier found no trace of Jiliu Jia. Her heart was filled with rage as she shot out of the lake, two balls of red flames rising, “Today, I will offer your life as a sacrifice to him!”

The Morning Purple Wind paused slightly, naturally recognizing the red flames, but after a moment, it laughed again, “A mere Spring Red Pure Fire is beneath my notice!” Instantly, two massive purple wind clouds collided with the two balls of red flames. The surroundings erupted with a fierce wind, and the resulting giant vortex pulled the scorching lava from the lava lake into the air. Bing Han Yanyan didn’t stop either, sending waves of ice blades at high speed towards the Morning Purple Wind.

In truth, Jiliu Jia was unharmed. The heat of the lava lake had no effect on him. However, being entangled by the wind clouds was problematic, as he could feel them pulling him towards the lake bottom.

Suddenly, a blue flame burst forth, enveloping his body. Simultaneously, green water flames erupted and clashed with the wind clouds. With two muffled explosions, the wind clouds vanished, and Jiliu Jia’s body was flung out of the lava lake.

In the air, a pair of black wings suddenly unfurled, and two balls of blue flame shot towards the Morning Purple Wind. Jiliu Jia let out a low growl, “Flame Slash!” The two balls of flame instantly transformed into two giant swords.

The Morning Purple Wind was stunned again, looking incredulously at the incoming blue giant swords, “This is the Morning Blue Fire!”

Frankly, with the Morning Purple Wind’s strength, it didn’t care about Bing Han Yanyan, but it had to be cautious of Mei Jier because she possessed the Spring Red Pure Fire. Now, with the emergence of the Morning Blue Cold Fire, the situation had shifted. Although Jiliu Jia’s personal strength was lacking, the Morning Purple Wind, despite having condensed into a Pure Spirit and taken human form, was still an element.

A pure elemental battle is not like a human fight where strength determines victory. If the Evening Purple Wind were a true Mage, with its current strength, it could easily defeat these three. However, it was, after all, just an element.

On the rankings, Spring Red Pure Fire is ranked eighth among Fire Elements, below Evening Purple Wind. The Morning Blue Cold Fire, however, is different, ranked fourth, the same as itself. Although Jiliu Jia could not fully unleash the power of the Morning Blue Cold Fire at this moment, it was still an element ranked the same as him.

It would be unrealistic to expect the Morning Purple Wind to be intimidated by this alone. After all, it had cultivated for a thousand years, and its inherent strength allowed it to somewhat surpass the rankings. Simply put, even the top-ranked element might not necessarily win against it.

With another cold laugh, it declared, “It seems today I must fight for my honor!” As it spoke, a purple wind cloud surged forth, forming a giant purple hammer. With a roar, it collided with the two blue giant swords, magical power ripples spreading rapidly.

Jiliu Jia, however, chuckled. With a plop, an emerald green water flame appeared in Jiliu Jia’s palm. “I assume you know what this is!” he said. The green water flame then rapidly ascended, forming a massive disc. Several blue flames attacked again, rapidly combining with the disc. Jiliu Jia let out a low roar, “Water Demon Burst!”

In an instant, the disc transformed into a blue and green dual-colored qi whirlpool. A tremendous roar echoed, and the Morning Purple Wind was plunged into utter shock. Jiliu Jia possessing the Morning Blue Cold Fire did not shock it to this extent, but Jiliu Jia actually possessing a dual-elemental attribute was something that only existed in ancient legends across the entire Ghost Tomb Continent.

Seeing the dual-colored disc about to strike, the Morning Purple Wind immediately transformed into a strong gust of wind, disappearing from its original location in the blink of an eye with a whistling sound. Having dodged the Water Demon Burst attack, the Morning Purple Wind swirled in the air, looking at Jiliu Jia and laughing heartily, “I truly never imagined it! The Ghost Tomb Body truly exists! Since fate has brought you to me today, I will take your body so that I can see the light of day again!”

The Morning Purple Wind’s intention was simple: to seize Jiliu Jia’s body and fuse their divine senses, making Jiliu Jia’s body its own. If successful, it would truly become a human, and its strength would undoubtedly allow it to move freely throughout the Ghost Tomb Continent.

Jiliu Jia would not willingly give up his body. Seeing the Morning Purple Wind rush towards him, the dual-colored qi whirlpool rose up. Simultaneously, he retreated rapidly. With a crash, the Morning Purple Wind collided with the dual-colored qi whirlpool.

A black mist rose, and after a moment, another laugh was heard, “I didn’t expect the power of this elemental fusion to be so formidable. It seems I must have your body today!”

Jiliu Jia was somewhat dumbfounded now. The formidable power of the Morning Purple Wind far exceeded his imagination. Bing Han Yanyan cried out, “Be careful!” As she spoke, a giant ice blade shot out, which could be considered Bing Han Yanyan’s strongest attack. After the ice blade left her, she immediately felt her body become extremely weak. At that moment, a colossal red dragon also charged forward, entwining itself around the ice blade and rushing towards the Morning Purple Wind together.

Jiliu Jia retreated at high speed, with blue and green energies swirling in his palms, and a dual-colored qi whirlpool circling above his head. At the same time, he spread his hands again. Inside his Dantian, a three-colored qi whirlpool spun rapidly, and torrents of magical power surged out instantly. Jiliu Jia could feel that the Wuji Heavenly Book had also activated, its magical power converging with the three-colored qi whirlpool, directly channeling into Jiliu Jia’s palms.

A thundercloud and a wind cloud appeared on Jiliu Jia’s palms, rising slowly and quickly merging into the dual-colored qi whirlpool above his head. Simultaneously, his divine sense surged, almost all of it enveloping this four-colored qi whirlpool. The magical power from his palms was continuously outputted, endlessly integrating into the qi whirlpool.