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The blazing flame surged like a tidal wave, drowning Li Yuan entirely.
It poured into every pore, every opening of his body, only to surge out again from the other side. His form was nearly unrecognizable now, reduced to a faint silhouette made entirely of light.
The bronze bell in his hand had long since melted into liquid, silent. His clothes and pants had burned to ashes, leaving only flawless skin and solid flesh that were being endlessly scoured and cleansed by this sea of fire.
If not for the flame within his own body, he would have been reduced to ash already, left to rely on that single drop of blood in Yan Yu’s safekeeping to slowly be reborn.
But even with his Yang flame protecting him, the torment was unbearable.
This Yang energy was overpowering, boundless.
It came from the Evernight’s expansion, the strange force born when darkness consumed land and daylight was squeezed into concentrated pockets.
Li Yuan had checked before. The boundary of the Evernight Line had expanded outward by dozens of kilometers, swallowing several small villages along the way. Thankfully, the Tang Sect and Nine Flames had been monitoring the border closely, relocating the villagers before disaster struck.
Beyond that, though, the spread was uncontrollable.
Dozens of kilometers may not sound like much, but that was only the depth, the width of the expansion was immeasurable.
To the West alone, it now stretched across entire regions. Cloudpeak, Silkfloss, Ocean, Hidden Dragon, and Wildsouth Province—the Northern Wastelands and Southern Rainforest—all of it had fallen under this engulfing shadow.
The sheer size was terrifying.
The advancing edges cut jaggedly into the land, uneven and countless. Where darkness reigned, the Yang energy was forced to gather into the bonfires of the Nine Flames.
And now, Li...
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