The Twelve Ancestral Witches, Splitting the Weird Plateau with an Axe

Chapter 43 Zhurong's True Body
Li Qingxu was ready to activate the colorful cloud flame of the seventh layer to temper his axe and make it more condensed.

The colorful cloud flames were hotter than the purple air. Just as I approached it, before I entered, I felt waves of burning heat.

This flame is so powerful that it can burn important people alive, and the human-shaped ashes on the ground are proof of this.

The divine power that the monks have cultivated with great effort can be directly ignited and is irresistible. This five-colored flame seems to have a demonic nature that can devour anything.

Even though Li Qingxu had undergone the tempering of six levels of purple energy, he could still feel waves of burning pain in his body.

The temperature of this colorful cloud flame is unimaginable.

But when the shadow of Zhurong, the ancestor witch, exuded the law of fire, the horrible burning sensation disappeared instantly.

The colorful cloud flame looked like an ordinary fire and was extremely well-behaved in front of him.

The colorful cloud flames that could burn all the big shots in the Eastern Wilderness to death were slowly nourishing his body like rain and dew!

In an instant, Li Qingxu's crystal clear body turned colorful, like a colorful glass lamp.

The flesh, blood, and bones were being refined, and wisps of colorful flames were born from his body.

As he walked deeper into the seventh level of the fire domain, he stopped only when he was near the eighth level.

At this moment, his body was like the first flame born when the world was created.

As he walked, crackling sounds were heard in the void, like the sizzling sound of being burned by flames.

When the five-colored cloud flames could no longer have any effect on him, Li Qingxu let the shadow of the ancestor witch Zhurong absorb this layer of flames.

For a moment, the phantom of the ancestor witch Zhurong seemed to be wearing a colorful cloud flame armor!
The terrifying power it exuded seemed to be able to burn all the big shots to death in an instant.

In front of him, colorful mist was swirling, looking peaceful and tranquil.

The eighth level of fire was just around the corner. The terrifying heat, like a surging river, rushed directly into the seventh level, as if using the heaven and earth as a copper furnace to refine everything in the world.

The five-colored cloud flames have only two fewer colors than the seven-colored mist, but the temperature difference is so huge that it cannot be explained by reason.

Big shots usually refine weapons at the sixth and seventh levels, but the eighth level is already daunting for those big shots.

“Quack, quack…”

At this moment, Li Qingxu actually heard a few crows crowing, which came from the eighth level of the fire zone.

The seventh level of fire can burn out all the divine power and burn important people to death. The eighth level is already unimaginable. How could there be crows crowing?

Li Qingxu probed inward from the edge of the eighth floor. There were colorful mists lingering around, like countless tiny rainbows, running across it.

There are huge rocks everywhere with strange shapes, forming a stone forest.

"Quack!" The crow's cry was as clear as the sound of metal and stone cracking in the air.

At this time, he saw a huge rock in front of him, which was a hundred meters high and like a small hill. The ominous sound came from there.

There was a stone cave at the foot of the mountain. Li Qingxu looked carefully and found a few black feathers shining like birds at the entrance of the cave.

"Is this true?"

A figure emerged in Li Qingxu's mind, Taoist Crow!

At the entrance of the cave, there were more bird-like black feathers, as well as some ashes.

"Damn it!"

In the eighth level of the fire realm, these two words were heard from the stone cave, and they seemed to be extremely angry.

"Clang" A piece of broken metal flew out of the flame cave, the whole body was snow-white, like mutton-fat jade.

This is definitely the legendary divine iron, a rare item and the best material for refining weapons.

It is said that this kind of magic iron was used in the weapons of the Holy Lord Yaoxian, so you can imagine how precious it is.

It was obvious that Taoist Crow had refined the magic iron into waste while refining weapons and threw it out of the cave.

In the next few days, the crows' cries could be heard from the eighth level of the Fire Region from time to time, becoming increasingly violent.

At this moment, from the flame cave at the foot of the mountain in the eighth level of the Fire Region, there was an angry cry, and then several pieces of snow-white divine iron were thrown out and dropped at the entrance of the cave.

"I'm so angry!"

Colorful mist surged, and a candle-like light erupted from the Yunzuo Cave. Endless flames gushed out, and then an old Taoist priest rushed out angrily.

He was dressed in a feather robe that shone brightly and was made of black bird feathers. He looked to be no more than fifty or sixty years old, very much like an old crow.

"Youngster! Are you the one who started the fire here?!"

Taoist Crow's eyes were as sharp as swords, and he looked at a figure not far away with a burst of aura.

But in an instant, he was stunned. "That thousand-foot shadow can actually attract the seven-colored mist here, and even help that young man to refine his body?"

Taoist Crow couldn't believe that the flame that could help him refine the weapon was as docile as a pet.

Li Qingxu didn't say much and directly summoned the Green Lotus Emperor Soldier from his body.

The lotus leaves moved slightly, and supreme demonic energy spread, causing the colorful mist to retreat one after another.

"Is this the Demon Emperor's weapon?! Who are you?!"

"The demon clan's prince, Li Qingxu."

After a conversation, Taoist Crow put out the anger in his heart over his failure in refining the weapon.

"Among your peers, who can be called a genius in front of you?"

After leaving a few words, he quickly left the Fire Region.

Because he heard from Li Qingxu that his old friend actually appeared in the Holy City and was about to die!

With the departure of Taoist Crow, this layer of fire area became quiet again.

Li Qingxu stayed, he still needed the colorful mist to refine the axe!
An ancient book records that an immortal was burned to death in the deepest part of the fire zone.

Another ancient book records that a desolate tower once appeared here and had been floating for thousands of years.

There are also records that there are ten kinds of flames in the Nine-Layer Fire Realm, but the tenth kind has no roots or sources and has only appeared a few times throughout history.

The temperature of the colorful mist is so high that it can burn the divine iron into scrap. It is truly terrifying.

Ancient books called this colorful mist a rare treasure among fires. It is rarely seen in the world and is the only place in the entire southern region where it remains. It is the best source of fire for refining holy weapons.

Li Qingxu didn't know how much fire essence he had absorbed from the colorful mist until two months later he stopped.

The axe became more condensed and more ancient. After being tempered by the colorful mist, the axe body became hazy, and the mother energy of all things reappeared endlessly.

This is the source of the mother energy of all things, which will never run dry and will always be inexhaustible.

After some tempering, the mother energy overflowed again and the axe was no longer dead, but seemed to have life.

At this point, the weapon refining process came to an end.

Not far behind him, there stood a thousand-foot-tall statue, with flames of various colors burning on the surface of his body.

And the fire dragon under his feet would spit out a wisp of colorful mist from time to time!
The true body of Zhurong, the ancestor of witches, has begun to condense!

Li Qingxu did not plan to enter the ninth level of the fire realm. After being tempered in the eighth level of the fire realm, he already felt that his body seemed to have reached a bottleneck.

The true body of Zhurong, the ancestor witch, hidden in the divine heart, is like the true body of the law of fire.

The fire in his heart was so strong that even his Five Elements Divine Storage was a little imperfect.

At this moment, he urgently needed to initially condense the phantoms of the ancestor witches in the other three divine treasures into their true forms.

The true bodies of the five ancestor witches reside in the Taoist Palace, operate the five elements, and are in harmony with heaven and earth, perfect and flawless!

By then, his strength will be qualitatively improved.

Unfortunately, Li Qingxu is not a person who kills at will, otherwise he would be able to understand his current strength.

Of course, if rare treasures appear in a certain place, they will attract many monks to fight for them.

Then he has a destiny with the treasure and obtains it, while others have no destiny with the treasure and will perish due to death, so he probably won't blame anyone.

Nowadays, the Northern Territory is in constant turmoil, all because of the "Source". Many cultivators in the Southern Territory want to try their luck.

The Yaoguang Holy Land and the Ji family had already sent strong men to the Northern Territory in batches half a year ago.

They stand tall in the world, unfathomable. When the domain gate is opened, they can cross directly to the Northern Domain.

But it is more troublesome for independent cultivators. If they want to go to the Northern Region, they have to fly for at least several years.

For this reason, most people can only think of other ways, such as paying a high price and taking the route to the Northern Territory.

Half a month later, Li Qingxu arrived at Xiaoyao Gate.

Legend has it that this place was formed by the confluence of two dragon veins. The mountains are like dragon bones, rolling and undulating, with many exotic trees and plants, majestic and beautiful.

In this area, it is the second largest force after the Holy Land, and is on par with the Taixuan Sect. It is now entering its heyday and is filled with many masters.

With the Jiang family token given by a powerful Jiang family member, Li Qingxu went to the Northern Territory without spending any money through the Xiaoyao Sect's cross-domain formation.

The Northern Territory not only has the source, but also the ancient sacred land of Yao Chi!
(End of this chapter)