Chapter 140: Netherworld Poison Flame

Three small black fire dragons instantly appeared in the palm, ready to attack. 

However, the imagined violent assault did not occur. 

In front of him, the solitary purple-scaled python lay quietly, covered in green flames, rising five or six meters high, roaring and burning fiercely. 

Fizzling sounds came from above, as the air was scorched, producing a slight corrosive noise. 

"Damn, this is... the Netherworld Poison Fire!" Wei Yang's eyes widened instantly. 

From the unusual fluctuations emanating from the Black Sun Furnace Flame, and the peculiar aura that the green flames exuded, it was undoubtedly a different fire! 

The green variant, laced with poison—if not the Netherworld Poison Fire, then what else could it be? 

Was it really this easy to find the legendary, mysterious Netherworld Poison Fire? 

Wei Yang stood there, stunned for quite a while, almost not reacting. 

He stared blankly at the raging green flames, almost believing he was dreaming. 

It was too smooth, unbelievably so. 

The Netherworld Poison Fire, as elusive as a ghost flame, easily found? 

... 

It took a while for Wei Yang to come back to his senses. 

He shook his head and pinched his cheek lightly. 

The slight pain from his skin confirmed he was not dreaming. 

He had indeed found the Netherworld Poison Fire! 

"My luck... is unparalleled." Wei Yang licked his lips, eyes fixed on the fiercely burning green flame. 

He wasn't feeling excited now; instead, he was slightly frightened and bemused. 

Green Lotus Heart Fire, Black Sun Furnace Flame, Wind Fury Dragon Flame, Netherworld Poison Fire. 

That's four different fires already! 

"Hmm? Something's off; the color of this fire seems faint, and its spirit is lacking..." Wei Yang frowned slightly. 

Though it was indeed a different fire, its innate spirit and agility seemed unusually low. 

The green poison fire burned intensely, attracting traces of toxic miasma from all around, like moths to a flame, willingly pouring into the green fire. 

Then, they became fuel for the poison fire, sustaining its burning, slightly enhancing its toxicity. 

These were undeniably characteristics of a different fire. 

Ordinary beast flames cannot absorb energy from the world on their own; only spiritual different fires can do this. 

Thus, Wei Yang was certain this was the Netherworld Poison Fire! 

Furthermore, as the green fire burned, the seventh-tier purple-scaled python had no reaction. Its energy seemed to be continuously supplied to the Netherworld Poison Fire, like nurturing this exotic fire. 

Or rather, it was being controlled and parasitized by the Netherworld Poison Fire, which became its host! 

Realizing this, Wei Yang was immensely shocked. 

... 

Slowly approaching, Wei Yang released his soul perception to carefully observe the Netherworld Poison Fire. 

After a moment, he had an epiphany. 

"But clearly, it underestimated the eerie and terrifying nature of the Netherworld Poison Fire. Eventually, through the fusion with the fire, its power was transformed by the poison fire, and as toxins increased, the fire's poison began eroding its body and mind..." 

"The body lost vitality to the toxins, and intellect was eroded, losing selfhood." 

"So, it now remains in this bizarre state, neither dead nor alive, serving as a host for the Netherworld Poison Fire, constantly providing nourishment for its growth." 

Even beings with naturally poison-enduring constitutions cannot avoid being eroded by its toxins in the latter stages, let alone the purple-scaled python. 

Understanding this, Wei Yang looked at the fiercely burning green fire with a mix of fear and unease. 

Such an eerie and terrifying Netherworld Poison Fire! 

No wonder no one dared to touch it. 

In comparison, it's even more terrifying than the dreadful poison flames. 

Even if you successfully refine it, if unable to resist its poisons, you could end up consumed, becoming its nourishment. 

Worthy of the poison fire title. 

In this world, perhaps only those with a physique for enduring disasters' poisons would perfectly align with it, complementing each other. 

... 

"This Netherworld Poison Fire's power is around the middle level of the Dou King realm." 

"But its spirit is really low, appearing like a flame just newly born..." 

"Given the situation... I think I understand... It was originally just a child fire, but through eons, it evolved into this new Netherworld Poison Fire!" 

Wei Yang carefully analyzed, hypothesizing the current state of this exotic fire. 

Child fires from different fires, due to containing the fire's origin, have a chance to develop sentience over years under special conditions or environments, becoming a new different fire. 

If Wei Yang's guess is correct, the original Netherworld Poison Fire should have developed intelligence or, due to various reasons, split a child fire, leaving it here in the Nether Marsh. 

This child fire, wandering in the Nether Marsh, absorbed endless toxic miasma and, after thousands of years, developed some sentience, becoming another Netherworld Poison Fire! 

It's a newly sentient young fire, but due to being a child fire initially, it's more potent than typical newborn young fires, classified as mid-tier Dou King. 

And its toxicity is extremely potent, so potent that even the highly toxic seventh-tier purple-scaled python living in the Nether Marsh couldn't endure it, gradually losing its intellect. 

Such toxicity, not to mention ordinary human Dou Sovereigns, would result in certain death upon contact! 

Realizing some facts, Wei Yang was no longer worried. 

His body was covered in a layer of black flames as he slowly approached the fiercely burning green flames. 

The green flame detected Wei Yang's approach, especially the black flames on him, feeling an innate threat, and instantly it burned more fiercely. 

In the Nether Marsh, with a seventh-tier magic beast continuously providing energy, its energy seemed inexhaustible. 

Thus, don't be fooled by its mid-tier Dou King level; even the pinnacle of Dou Emperor might struggle against it. 

"Jie jie jie, quite fierce, little one. But while others fear you, I don't, so stop this futile resistance. Come with me obediently, and I'll find you a good master!" Wei Yang sneered slightly, speaking softly. 

He reached his hand, enveloped in black flames, directly into the green flames. 

The two flames clashed intensely upon contact, consuming each other. 

Simultaneously, Wei Yang's soul force surged forward, penetrating the green flames to locate its source. 

To quickly subdue a different fire, the simplest, direct, and effective method is a soul attack to conquer its source.