Capítulo 1182: Chapter 128: Primordial Fire
After digesting this second piece of hidden information, Tang Qi’s gaze once again turned to the Infinite Secret Box.
His eyes contained a hopeful radiance, since there wasn’t just one thod, maybe there would be more?
The first thod provided by the Infinite Secret Box had almost no success rate. A lter trapped within the universe would surely be unable to seize Supre Divinity; perhaps by the ti that “Eternal Source” was nurtured, the irritable lter would be reduced to nothing but slag.
As for the second thod, the success rate was indeed not low, but the cost was surprisingly high.
Not only did lter have to pay a great price, but Tang Qi would also be pulled in, becoming an honorary Sun Feeder.
“According to the exchange records of the Secret Box’s previous owners, its return rate is considered high, a very fair Divine Artifact.”
“After all, I put in one-tenth of the lter Authority; there shouldn’t be just these two thods?”
“If there really are only these two, then this broken box shouldn’t think of getting on the ship in the future.”
Tang Qi’s mind flashed with a random complaint, then imdiately watched as the familiar silver-white tal slip flickered and disappeared.
Half a second later, as expected, the black magnetic powder regrouped as he had anticipated.
But the numbers it condensed into were no longer “ten,” but one hundred, suddenly becoming a lengthy countdown.
And as the numbers moved forward bit by bit, signs of shaking appeared under Tang Qi’s Fool’s Ship, and the previously stable radiance of the ship lamp also began to flicker.
The source of the tremor was the Infinite Secret Box. At this mont, the reliefs on all its faces seed about to co alive.
Inside the Secret Box, those familiar sounds began to resound again.
“Click-click… Sizzle-sizzle… Tick-tock-tick…”
The countdown continued, gears turned, steam roared, and liquid dripped.
Anyone observing these movents could easily conclude: the Infinite Secret Box was in an overload operation state.
“Unlike the previous two tis, is this the real reward this ti?”
A thought erged in Tang Qi’s mind as he steadied his body, waiting for the countdown to end.
Although the numbers extended tenfold, compared to the ti other owners of the Secret Box had to wait, Tang Qi was still receiving a super VIP treatnt, which made him more expectant of the third thod to save lter that the Secret Box was about to offer.
During the waiting, the shakes of the Fool’s Ship and the Secret Box beca increasingly violent.
Soon it ca to ten, and when that familiar “one” disintegrated.
All the movents ceased, and within the light hole filled with magnetic powder, a silver-white tal slip appeared out of thin air again.
On it was engraved a proverb-like sentence in a special language that any life could understand.
Tang Qi’s gaze fell upon it, and he read out directly:
“It is the Primordial Fire, don’t let it go out.”
A seemingly nonsensical sentence made confusion appear in Tang Qi’s eyes.
But soon, Tang Qi saw a new change.
The silver-white tal that displayed the aphorism disappeared, followed closely by the appearance of another alien object.
A not so intense red radiance, jumping forth like a small life, entered Tang Qi’s eyes.
This was a wisp of “fla,” a newborn fla jumping weakly.
The thing bearing it was incredibly strange, not kindling, not embers, or any other curios, but a plant seedling, resembling so sort of succulent plant with layers of plump, erald green leaves, like clusters of green water droplets piled together, exuding an extraordinarily natural life force.
Tang Qi had not expected that the third thod from the Infinite Secret Box to rescue lter was not hidden knowledge, but a tangible object.
At first glance, however, he did not perceive any power from this object.
His gaze and perception detected nothing, as if this was indeed just a “lit” plant seedling.
Despite its peculiarity, Tang Qi still found it hard to believe that such an odd thing could save the Molten Furnace Master from a downfall. But neither did he think the Infinite Secret Box had malfunctioned; perhaps the plant and the fla were not simple.
With thoughts flickering, Tang Qi instinctively activated the All-Knowing.
“Hiss”
There was no large commotion, but sothing terrifying happened.
In that instant, Tang Qi felt his soul being hard vividly.
When he looked directly at the “fla,” the Eye of All-Knowing, which had rged with his soul, was scorched, and his soul was almost blinded, even showing signs of lting, causing Tang Qi to lose a small part of his knowledge.
Tang Qi quickly shut down the All-Knowing, pain and astonishnt appearing on his face.
Although severely injured, he seed to have also glimpsed so hidden information.
Deep in his mind, thoughts churned.
“This plant seedling doesn’t belong to the boundless mystery!”
“The fla that is called ‘Primordial Fire’ doesn’t belong to this world either!”
“They seem ordinary, but in any realm of any spirit, or in any hidden place of any planet within the boundless mystery, one cannot find a similar seedling and fla.”
While enduring intense pain, Tang Qi also developed considerable confidence in this strange thing.
It is the true “reward” of the Infinite Secret Box, it contains the real thod to prevent lter from falling.
It’s called the Primordial Fire, originating from an unknown world outside the boundless mystery.
It also burns the soul, even at Tang Qi’s current level, using the All-Knowing to peer in, he was actually backfired and his soul lted.
It harbors secrets of extrely high levels, but Tang Qi dared not spy on it again.
“Hoo”
While rapidly contemplating, Tang Qi suddenly sensed sothing, and, enduring the pain, he raised his head to look ahead again.
The “fla” burning within the Light Hole suddenly swayed, and it began to gradually weaken.
In the resting area where Tang Qi was, there was no wind, nor had Tang Qi done anything to harm it.
Yet, invisibly, it was being weakened.
Even though it seed to be imbued with a power beyond Tang Qi’s current imagination, it still weakened bit by bit, like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any mont…
“It’s the boundless mystery, this world is rejecting it.”
“Boom”
Tang Qi’s mind trembled, imdiately recalling the aphorism engraved on the already collapsed silvery-white tal.
“It cannot go out.”
Tang Qi’s expression suddenly beca solemn, summoning the Dream Divine Tentacles and the second Tang Qi with both hands.
The authority power of the Dream Master was unleashed to its utmost at this mont.
The avatar just expelled from the Molten Universe was sent back by Tang Qi in the blink of an eye.
No. 2, holding a burning seedling of a mysterious plant never before seen in the boundless mystery, rudely barged into that universe filled with black ash and embers.
But as soon as he entered, before he could stand firm, and just as he shouted “Molten Lord!”,
Before he finished speaking, in the palms of No. 2 Tang Qi, the extrely faint fla went out with a ‘whump’.
Tang Qi sensed the boundless mystery rejecting this “mysterious creation”, even though that primordial fire held unknown horrific power, the suppressions from the vast world were clearly not sothing a re fla could withstand.
At this mont, Tang Qi completely understood that aphorism, which was nothing short of an extrely urgent reminder.
Now, the primordial fire is extinguished.
His first attempt to save the Molten Furnace Master was also dood to fail?
Just as this thought erged, a scorching light fla, all too familiar, erupted abruptly in front of him, more violently than ever before, even with an uncontrollable madness.
“Boom”
No. 2 Tang Qi didn’t even have ti to take another look; the mysterious creation in his hand vanished.
Yet, much to his surprise, what he “thought” had extinguished, the last wisp of smoke wafted up, was reignited upon contact with the lting Furnace Light Fla.
That force, seemingly rejected and causing even Tang Qi to be shocked, clearly returned.
Then, wrapped in endless light flas, it retreated to the deepest part of the universe.
Strangely this ti, the Molten Furnace did not roar at Tang Qi’s avatar.
It unleashed the power of a true sovereign, leaving no gap, repelling all those manifested as black ash and embers by the divine pollution, not allowing even a speck smaller than dust to touch that reignited yet still weak “primordial fire”.
The Molten Furnace Master appeared in an instant, then retreated in a blink.
Tang Qi watched the light flas disappear into the depths of darkness, his mind conjuring up an illusion: Wasn’t this scene just like a timid robber, running off imdiately after snatching sothing?
The avatar who brought the primordial fire stood alone in the cold universe.
The light flas flashed by, followed by a long period of “black screen”.
Out of respect for his own sovereign, and judging by the situation, No. 2 did not call for the lter again but waited quietly in place.
Elsewhere in distant space and ti, Tang Qi’s body, located in the Library, continued to exert effort to assuage the pain of his burning soul while once again looking at the Infinite Secret Box.
This ti, there was no surprise.
The Secret Box remained open, its light hole wavering, the magnetic powder inside moving like a living thing, but no longer spitting out silvery-white tal or other alien objects, evidently thinking the first “exchange” between it and Tang Qi was over.
“A tenth of the lter Authority, exchanged for three, oh no, only two decent thods, really.
“More crucial and more likely to be effective is the last one, that wisp of so-called [primordial fire], though it lacks the lting Furnace Light Fla’s violent great power, the power it contains is more terrifying, and more mysterious.”
“Up to now, aside from knowing its na, that it cannot be directly viewed, that it cos from the boundless mystery… except for these clues, nothing else is known.”
Tang Qi waited silently, thinking silently.
His thoughts inevitably began to extend sowhat.
“Fool’s Ship… Infinite Secret Box… Secret Scripture of Immortality… Ancient Sage… beyond the boundless mystery”
The clues seed many but were too fragnted.
Even if Tang Qi allowed his imagination to run wild, it was impossible to piece together any shocking truth.
As his thoughts went on unstoppable, a familiar roar finally ca from his avatar and was synchronized over.
The light fla, which had already receded, surged back again, the lter roaring at its Witch King: “Lazy fake believer… why are you still here, is your work finished, the evil god sacrifice should never cease.”
“Hmm, finally, it’s no longer about stupidity or baseness, although laziness is not a good word either.”
No. 2 effortlessly sensed a hint of deliberately restrained joy in his sovereign’s roar, showing that he had received a delightful gift, at least sothing more pleasurable than the evil god sacrificed by the Molten Furnace Wizards.
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