C86 Good Harvest (1/2)

A cultivation at the first stage of Innate Stage, coupled with the ability to fight against a practitioner at a high level of Profound Origin Stage, could instantly kill a Profound Origin Stage cultivator.

In addition, the sword light could suppress all sorts of increase in combat strength. The enemy's combat strength could display the appropriate cultivation level, but the additional combat strength could not be displayed.

The thing that troubled him the most was Qin Feizhu, Berserk Transformation. Ignoring the pressure of the sword intent, he had a cultivation at the seventh level of Innate Stage, and his bloodline power was seventy percent of that. He had the ability to fight against a seventh level of Profound Origin Stage, and with Berserk Transformation, he could increase his combat power by three levels.

This time, not to mention taking first place, they had to kill Qin Feizhu first.

If they wanted to kill Qin Feizhu again, they had to do it in the Stellar River.

Xue Zhantian calculated his fighting strength, there was no way he could go against Qin Feizhu at all. Unless the Blood Witch Bloodline awakened him, and reached a hundred percent of the Divine Magus bloodline, he would be able to kill Qin Feizhu in an instant.

The problem was that aside from the Witch Clan, no one else had the bloodline of the Witch God.

To kill his clan members and refine the Blood Essence Phantom Shadow, Xue Zhantian could not do it.

More than a hundred thousand citizens had died from Blood Witch Clan, so Xue Zhantian did not think about refining their Blood Essence.

Unless they could find a Demonic Beast that contained the bloodline of the Sorcerer, or a Demonic Beast that had the bloodline of the Sorcerer, it would be very hard to find.

Xue Zhantian looked at the trash can.

Inside the trash can floated piles of alchemy materials with crystals. There were two masses of liquid. There were more than three thousand drops of green liquid, and there were also three thousand drops of dark green liquid.

There were more than two hundred colorful Pill floating in the air.

The Spirit Extract had disappeared, the pill furnace was missing pieces, the ash cloud was gone, all of it had been refined out.

Xue Zhantian was stunned!

He never thought that the Martial Spirit and primordial spirit that devoured the Emperor would have such a terrifying energy, actually refining all the items in the trash can.

There was a ball of silk in the center of the trash space. If there were items, it could still be extracted.

With more than three thousand Spirit Liquid, the Shaman Tribe's power would increase greatly.

These three thousand drops of Spirit Liquid could allow more than five hundred Magi to reach the peak of the Profound Origin Stage.

These first stage Spirit Liquid can help Profound Origin Stage realm warriors to raise their cultivation, but it cannot help those who have surpassed the Profound Origin Stage realm to raise their cultivation.

In the Refinement Realm, one would advance to Innate Stage, Profound Origin Stage, Profound Pill Stage, Profound Infant Stage, and Divine Origin Stage.

Divine Origin Stage cultivation was the realm of the Supreme Emperor. The combination of Martial Spirit and primordial spirit gave birth to a soul attack clone.

Xue Zhantian opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of impure Qi.

”Big brother!” Yao Feier said as she threw herself into Xue Zhantian's embrace.

Xue Zhantian saw that Victory and the Mage were both on the beach. Looking around, it was already noon.

They had just arrived and saw Xue Zhantian meditating. They did not disturb him and continued to protect him.

Everyone looked at Yao Feier with admiration. It was Yao Feier who said that Xue Zhantian was fine. It was Yao Feier who had brought everyone to find Xue Zhantian.

Everyone believed that Yao Feier had the ability to predict the future.

”Tian, Princess Fei'er, are you really Saint Witch?” Second Wizard could not help but ask.

”Yes!”

Xue Zhantian nodded and smiled as he caressed Yao Feier's hair.

”The Heavens have opened their eyes!”

More than fifty old Magi were kneeling in worship to the heavens, tears of excitement flowing from their eyes.

The Magi were very clear about what the existence of the Saint Witch meant to the Shamans.

Saint Witch had the highest prestige among the Witch Clan, even the Witch King had to listen to his orders.

All of their excited eyes looked at Yao Feier with less suspicion and more reverence.