> [World Event Notification: Inter-Universal Flame Convergence – "The Conflagration Summit"]
Host Realm: Crimson Void Sky (Tier-9 Plane)
Eligible Participants: Flamebearers, Sovereign Candidates, and Reality-Born Entities
Entry Requirement: 7 Flame Thrones | Sovereign Nominee Status | World Recognition ≥ 80%
Invitee: Jiang Han – Flame Sovereign Nominee of Blue Star
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The Council's Verdict
The Sovereign Council gathered in full.
Even Ye Qingmei, Jiang Han's headmistress and mentor, bowed her head as the system played the convergence invitation.
A projection of the Crimson Void Sky rippled above the throne room: a blood-red plane where flame was not just power—but currency, religion, and law.
> "They've never invited anyone from Blue Star," said Ashen Decree, voice thin.
"This… this is more than a tournament."
> "It's a trial by flame laws," said Sovereign Mirrorlight.
"And most who go… do not return."
Ye Qingmei turned to Jiang.
> "You don't have to go."
He stood, straight-backed, lightning flickering down his sleeves.
> "If they want to test Blue Star's flame…"
> "I'll show them what it means to burn without end."
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Preparation – Friends and Farewells
Before departure, Jiang Han gathered his closest allies.
Zhao Kai grinned. "You'd better bring back souvenirs."
Yue handed him a new soul-core arrow. "Pierces spirit and memory both. Just in case."
Bo Ren pressed a jade rune into his hand. "Tuned to your soul signature. If your flame weakens, we'll feel it."
Tian Xue said nothing at first.
Then she kissed him.
Long. Quiet. Fire blooming between their palms where they touched.
> "Don't just survive," she whispered.
"Win."
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Portal to the Unknown
The Inter-Realm Gate opened above the Seventh Flame Throne.
A spinning ring of fire-glyphs, soul-chants, and sovereign code locked into place.
> [Destination: Crimson Void Sky – Trial Gate 1: Ember Crossroad]
Warning: Timeflow Distortion – 1 Year Inside = 7 Days Outside
The Phoenix Hatchling flared on Jiang's shoulder. Tempest hovered behind him like a loyal stormcloud.
He stepped through—
And the world changed.
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Arrival – Crimson Void Sky
Flame wasn't heat here.
It was gravity.
It pulled at him, tested him.
Other figures appeared across the scorched plain—tall warriors, beings of light and shadow, spirits made from molten words.
Each with their own soulfire.
Each wearing the same symbol:
> 🔥 – The Conflagration Summit
A voice echoed across the realm.
> "Welcome, Flamebearers."
> "This is no tournament."
> "This is the refining fire of gods."