C1163 (1/2)
”They've gone too far, they've gone too far!”
In a large courtyard in the northwest part of Fire God City, the halberd, which had lost all its face and had its bones crushed by the Dao Chi, roared furiously.
Although the Fire Spirit Holy Son didn't say anything, his increasingly gloomy expression betrayed his thoughts.
The Fire Spirit Holy Son respectfully kowtowed three times towards Yao Yan and pleaded.
”Yeah, you can't afford to lose. If you lose, your face will be small, and the third level of Sky Fire will become big. If the third level of Sky Fire is lost, then it might bring about your Sacred Flame Valley's downfall!”
Yao Yan drained his cup of tea and took out a jade slip. He handed it to the Holy Son Huo Ling and said, ”This is my many years of alchemy experience. I'll lend it to you for two days, return it to me after two days. Also, give up tomorrow's preliminaries and directly sign up for the semifinals.”
”Thank you, Martial Ancestor.”
The Fire Spirit Holy Son excitedly said as he received the jade slip.
Although two days was a short period of time, the Fire Spirit Holy Son could roughly remember the tens of thousands of years of alchemy experience of Alchemy Flame. By then, with the alchemy experience of Alchemy Flame, he would definitely be able to improve his alchemy skills for a short period of time.
Although he did not have the extravagant hope that he would be able to refine a quasi-holy pill because of this, it was extremely likely that he would be able to refine an Eight and Nine Stripes Great Dao Pill to defeat Ye Chenfeng, who was only a 4-star apothecary.
”Alright, go cultivate. Don't disappoint me!” Yao Yan waved his hand and said.
”Yes, Martial Ancestor!”
The Fire Spirit Holy Son kowtowed three more times to Yao Yan before retreating. He was now in closed-door seclusion to study the pill refining experiences of Yao Yan for tens of thousands of years.
”Master, I don't have any hopes of taking revenge for this Taoism, but whether or not Master can destroy that little bastard Feng Chen, that brat is truly too hateful!”
When he thought of all his disgrace, he felt that it was all because of Ye Chenfeng. The Heavenly Fire Halberd was determined to get rid of him, in order to vent the hatred in his heart.
”Yes, the third level of the Sky Fire Great Art cannot be lost. Regardless of victory or defeat, Feng Chen must indeed die!” A trace of viciousness appeared in Yao Yan's cloudy eyes as he spoke in a sinister manner.
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”Wonderful! The divine chaos wood is finally growing!”
After returning to his room in the inn, Ye Zichen immediately entered the Universe stage and felt the changes in the Primal Chaos Wood.
After fusing with the chaos energy contained in the black crystal, the Primal Chaos wood grew much thicker, and the five-colored divine leaves on the tree crown reached over five thousand. After fusing with the chaos energy contained in the black crystal, the Primal Chaos wood grew much thicker, and the five-colored divine leaf on the tree crown reached over five thousand.
He felt that the full power of the transformed Primal Chaos Wood was enough to surpass the strongest attack of a lower grade saint treasure. The pressure it exerted had reached an extremely terrifying level; even holy flames and holy thunder could be suppressed.
”Primordial Divine Wood, fuse!”