Yang Che was already somewhat 'numb'.

He looked grim, repeatedly forcing himself to calm down and compose himself.

The world of cultivation should inherently be full of wonders, so he had to view these as 'normal'.

However, the next moment, Yang Che's pupils still couldn't help but contract sharply, once again deeply astonished by the scene before him.

The beautiful girl in the coffin rose and calmly told Yao Heng, "Very well, your mission is complete. Return."

With a cold, delicate shout, she raised her fair, sculpted-like small hand and pressed it directly onto Yao Heng.

Yao Heng was expressionless, her form flickering, becoming increasingly ethereal, and finally transforming into streams of light that merged entirely into the girl's body.

The girl closed her eyes and exhaled a long, deep breath before opening them and looking at Yang Che.

Yang Che felt an inexplicable chill penetrate his bones, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

After 'absorbing' Yao Heng, the girl's hair had turned light purple, and her figure had become slightly more graceful than before.

Purity and charm appeared on the girl's flawless, pretty face without any sense of incongruity.

The girl was expressionless, coldly scrutinizing Yang Che, her gaze so serious and focused, as if she were admiring some 'object'.

Yang Che felt that every inch of his being, inside and out, had been seen through by this girl, leaving no secrets.

After a long while.

The girl quietly said, "How many years has it been? This King has finally come back to life."

"Who exactly are you?"

A trace of unease constantly lingered in Yang Che's heart, so he shouted loudly at this moment, hoping to dispel this feeling.

The girl raised her eyes and stared at Yang Che, almost devoid of emotion, and with a wave of her hand, the crystal coffin was taken away by her.

Then she slowly walked to Yang Che's front and said coldly, "An insect has no right to question. From this moment on, your life has only two words: 'obey'. Do you understand?"

After speaking, she swung her jade arm, and Yang Che was heavily thrown against the mottled ancient wall.

With a 'crash', a shower of stone dust fell, burying half of Yang Che's body.

Yang Che's Qi and blood churned, and he barely managed to stand up when the girl sneered again, lightly waving her small hand, and Yang Che was sent flying back once more, slamming hard into the ancient wall.

This time, the wall was directly broken through, and surging seawater instantly poured in.

The girl's beautiful slender brows couldn't help but furrow slightly, then with a wave of her small hand, Yang Che was directly pulled to her side.

She led Yang Che, elegantly moving from the basement to the ancient castle's main hall.

Yang Che's mouth was bleeding, and he sent a mental message to 'Nine Heart Thunder Flame', ready to fight to the death at any moment.

Just then, the girl suddenly said quietly, "I didn't expect the Spiritual Qi of this Five Elements Human Realm to truly be so depleted and thin. It seems this world won't last much longer."

No sooner had the girl finished speaking than a bone-white, surging flame already enveloped Yang Che's arm.

Without any hesitation, Yang Che directly punched the girl's delicate, sculpted-like pretty face.

Seeing the bone-white flame, a subtle change finally appeared in the girl's eyes.

Her figure moved, and she had already floated out of the ancient castle.

Yang Che's attack missed, and he pursued her closely, pressing forward again.

"Wait."

The girl suddenly stopped him with a cold voice.

"Nine Heart Thunder Flame, one of the three great Divine Flames of ancient times, how could it recognize you as its master?"

A hint of surprise and doubt flashed in the Purple-haired girl's eyes.

This was one of the three great Divine Flames of ancient times; its spiritual nature was unparalleled. How could it recognize such an ordinary man, like an insect, as its master?

Oh, that's right. This man has a Mutated Lightning Immortal Root.

Damn it.

The Purple-haired girl seemed to have understood the reason, slightly pursed her lips, and her expression immediately returned to coldness.

Yang Che saw that there was actually a hint of arrogance in the Purple-haired girl's eyes.

This arrogance was not pride or haughtiness, but a kind of nobility and pride stemming from her Soul.

Even 'Nine Heart Thunder Flame', which she referred to as one of the three great Heaven and Earth Spiritual Fires of ancient times, became indifferent as usual after her momentary surprise.

However, the appearance of Nine Heart Thunder Flame also caused the Purple-haired girl to slightly alter her plans.

"Is your name Yang Che?" the Purple-haired girl suddenly asked again.

Yang Che did not speak.

At this moment, his mind was only focused on how to eliminate this girl and escape from here.

So, he unhesitatingly swung his fist at the Purple-haired girl again.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself."

The Purple-haired girl's eyes were cold, and with a wave of her small hand, Yang Che was instantly frozen in place, unable to move at all.

The careful Yang Che also suddenly noticed at this moment that with each spell the Purple-haired girl cast, her body seemed to become a bit weaker.

And Yang Che also found that after he revealed Nine Heart Thunder Flame, the Purple-haired girl seemed to fall into some kind of hesitation.

Outside the ancient castle, an eerie silence fell.

Occasionally, the sea breeze blew, making a desolate, whimpering sound.

The Purple-haired girl's beautiful eyes suddenly fixed on Yang Che, her gaze like a knife, piercing directly into the depths of Yang Che's Soul: "This Nine Heart Thunder Flame is not complete. How did you obtain it?"

Yang Che's lips curved upwards, but he said nothing.

The Purple-haired girl continued, "Nine Heart Thunder Flame is the Spirit of the ancient Divine Beast, Nine Heart Fire Crow. After being struck by a nine-colored heavenly lightning, it was reborn and nurtured within the lightning and fire. At its peak, its fire had nine colors and contained terrifying lightning power, becoming one of the three great Divine Flames of ancient times. In the ancient era, countless Cultivators fought fiercely for it, making it an extremely rare Heaven and Earth Spiritual Item. Yet, I never expected it to recognize an insect-like man as its master. It's truly insane."

Yang Che's eyes were cold, and he still remained silent.

He was very clear in his heart that with his magical power sealed, Nine Heart Thunder Flame had become his only reliance.

"Yang Che, how about we make a deal?"

The Purple-haired girl stared at Yang Che with burning eyes.

Seeing that Yang Che still didn't speak, she continued, "You release Nine Heart Thunder Flame from its recognition, letting it willingly follow this King. This King can guide your cultivation. Your current cultivation is a mess; you cultivate an Ancient God Art in vain, but you have no hope of Foundation Establishment at all."

Upon hearing this, Yang Che's heart trembled, and he stared intently at the Purple-haired girl, his eyes filled with disbelief.

From the Purple-haired girl's words, he quickly grasped several extremely shocking terms: Ancient God Art, no hope of Foundation Establishment.

"It seems you don't understand this Body Refining Ancient God Art. You don't even know how a Mutated Dual Immortal Roots achieves Foundation Establishment."

The Purple-haired girl's tone made no effort to conceal a hint of mockery.

After speaking, the arrogance in her eyes reappeared, as if Yang Che, in her eyes, was just an insect, as she had always said.

"What, you're still unwilling even like this?"

The Purple-haired girl's eyes narrowed slightly, and an extremely dangerous, cold killing intent suddenly shot out from her eyes.

Yang Che was in a fierce internal struggle.

Every word the Purple-haired girl spoke hit his vital points.

But giving up Nine Heart Thunder Flame was something he simply couldn't do.

Once Nine Heart Thunder Flame was out of his control, his life would very likely be in danger.

"Hmph, Yang Che, this King's patience is limited. If Nine Heart Thunder Flame, once it recognizes a master, cannot be voluntarily released, even if I seize it and forcefully control it, it won't be able to exert its power. Otherwise, how could I let you live until now?"

The Purple-haired girl seemed truly angered, implying that if he didn't agree again, she would abandon Nine Heart Thunder Flame and immediately kill Yang Che.