The divine manifestations began at the Gongwei Division.

Inside the alchemy room, flames roared.

Lin Hanyuan, the King of Southern Medicine, had beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his forehead. He solemnly controlled the heat, occasionally putting one or two herbs into the furnace.

Zhou Heng, however, sat idly to one side, casually counting the spiritual herbs sent by the alchemy families.

Xue Zhiwei was efficient in his work, not only sending people from those alchemy families to guard Feilai Peak, but also having them send a lot of their treasured spiritual herbs.

These medicinal herbs are all treasures collected over many years by alchemy families, and are priceless.

Although they may not be needed when refining the Heavenly Pill, keeping them in hand will surely be useful in the future.

Zhou Heng is now silently pondering what kind of pills he will use these spiritual herbs to refine later.

The Tongtian Pill is a rare and precious elixir, and for daily cultivation, one needs some easily refined elixirs.

"Shuzhou is truly a prosperous land; these alchemy families can casually produce so many spiritual herbs."

Zhou Heng stroked his chin, thinking to himself, "Perhaps I should recruit more demon-slaying captains to Shu Prefecture."

These elixirs must be very tempting to the demon-slaying captain.

"It would be even better if they could be refined into pills."

The greatest allure of the Guardian Division to cultivators lies in its cultivation techniques and various cultivation resources.

Those cultivators who are willing to risk joining the Guardian Division are basically there for these reasons; official positions are secondary.

Every demon-slaying captain is thinking about becoming stronger, not about getting promoted.

Zhou Heng himself was the same way.

If the Shu Prefecture Guard Division could provide the Demon-Slaying Captains with cultivation pills that even the General Headquarters couldn't provide, then many Demon-Slaying Captains would surely come to join them.

As for the transfer order, if the Demon Slayer Captain wants to come, they will naturally find a way to get it.

Just as Zhou Heng was deep in thought, he suddenly heard a loud bang.

He looked over at the sound and saw Lin Hanyuan, the King of Southern Medicine, lying on the ground, his face pale and his whole body trembling.

"Save...save Dan!"

"The Southern Medicine King Lin Hanyuan called out in a trembling voice, pointing at the alchemy furnace, his fingers shaking uncontrollably."

Zhou Heng's expression hardened, and he quickly walked to the alchemy furnace.

The alchemy furnace emitted muffled thuds, as if something inside was violently churning and about to explode at any moment.

Without hesitation, Zhou Heng placed his hand on the blazing furnace, and a surge of power flowed into it, quickly stabilizing the furnace.

The heat of the alchemy furnace comes from the flames. The burning flames cause the heat of the furnace to become extremely uneven, which is why the furnace explodes.

The alchemist must carefully control this temperature.

Each alchemist has their own unique secrets for controlling the temperature and heat.

Zhou Heng's unique secret is that he is strong enough to control the temperature of the alchemy furnace with his own power.

Under the Six Void Immortal Scripture, Zhou Heng could even manipulate the intensity of flames.

This is something that most alchemists cannot match.

A powerful surge of immortal energy caused the temperature of the alchemy furnace to drop rapidly.

Zhou Heng's alchemy skills are certainly not as good as Lin Hanyuan, the King of Southern Medicine, but in terms of experience in dealing with furnace explosions, Zhou Heng is definitely superior to Lin Hanyuan.

In his hundreds of years of experience practicing alchemy, Zhou Heng had lost count of how many times his furnace had exploded.

He was already an expert at dealing with oven explosions.

Seeing that the risk of the furnace exploding had subsided, Lin Hanyuan, the King of Southern Medicine, felt relieved and immediately fainted.

His dizziness was not a big deal; Zhou Heng felt a little uneasy.

He could easily assist Lin Hanyuan, the King of Southern Medicine, but he simply couldn't refine the Heaven-Reaching Pill.

All things considered, he was only a second-grade alchemist.

The Tongtian Pill is a first-grade divine pill.

If Zhou Heng were to take over the task of refining the Heavenly Pill, there would be a 99% chance of failure.

Zhou Heng took a deep breath.

Fortunately.

He has stabilized the temperature of the alchemy furnace, and the medicinal herbs inside are now reacting; he still has time.

Without hesitation, Zhou Heng stuffed a pill into Lin Hanyuan's mouth and then carried him out.

He immediately called Xue Zhiwei over.

"You take control of the alchemy furnace and wait for me to return."

Zhou Heng uttered a single sentence, and the next moment he transformed into a golden light and vanished into the horizon.

So fast, Xue Zhiwei hadn't even figured out what was happening yet.

At this moment, Lin Hanyuan, the King of Southern Medicine, slowly opened his eyes.

The effects of the Five Spirit Pills helped him regain some strength.

But continuing to refine pills is definitely not an option.

"I have done nothing more than follow Lord Zhou's instructions. Now I can only hope that Lord Zhou can invite someone else."

"You control the alchemy furnace and delay the pill-forming process as much as possible until Lord Zhou returns."

After saying those words, Lin Hanyuan, the King of Southern Medicine, closed his eyes weakly.

Xue Zhiwei's heart tightened, and she quickly stepped forward to check on Lin Hanyuan's condition before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

Lin Hanyuan was suffering from exhaustion, but he had already been given the Five Spirit Pills and his life was no longer in danger.

Now the problem lies with her.

Can she hold out until Zhou Heng returns?

She deliberately tried to delay the time it took to form the pill, but this time could be as long as half a month or as short as ten days.

If it fails to form a pill by then, the elixir will be destroyed.

However, even with her current alchemy skills, she wasn't confident she could refine a first-grade divine pill. If anything went wrong, the Demon Saint Bone and the Thousand-Year Mystic Pearl Grass would be ruined.

There are only a handful of first-grade alchemists in the world who can refine first-grade divine pills, and in Shu Prefecture, there is only Lin Hanyuan, the King of Southern Medicine.

Zhou Heng needed to call for reinforcements, and the easiest person he could get was the alchemist from the General Headquarters of the Guardian Bureau.

The problem is that it is a distance of ten thousand miles from Shu Prefecture to the capital of the Da Yue Dynasty.

Under normal circumstances, a round trip would take several months.

Is it really too late for Zhou Heng?

Or does he want to ask another top-tier alchemist to come to the rescue?

Who is the closest first-grade alchemist to Shu Prefecture?

Xue Zhiwei pondered in her mind, but her hands never stopped moving.

She began to spin rapidly around the alchemy furnace, occasionally striking it with her palm.

The buzzing sound, like musical notes, echoed within the alchemy room.

The secret alchemy techniques passed down by the King of Southern Medicine, the Eight Sounds of Heavenly Dragon.

Xue Zhiwei's mastery of this technique was no less than Zhou Heng's.

…………

A golden light streaked across the sky above Shu Prefecture at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

Zhou Heng did not go to call for reinforcements.

He did want to find help, but the problem was that he didn't know any other first-grade alchemists.

Even if he finds another top-tier alchemist, why would they help him?

It's better to rely on yourself than to ask others for help. Instead of wasting time begging others, you should find a way to become a first-grade alchemist.

For others, becoming a first-grade alchemist requires decades of arduous training.

But for Zhou Heng, all he needed was a powerful demon...

Zhou Heng didn't know where to find a top-tier alchemist, but he did know where to find monsters.

Demon Court!

Although the Demon King Pingtian is dead, the powerful demons under his command are still alive.

Zhou Heng had just received news two days ago that the great demons under the command of the Demon King of Pingtian had elected the Demon King of Pingtian's posthumous son to succeed him, thus stabilizing the situation and preparing to attack Shuzhou in order to avenge the Demon King of Pingtian.

Now is the perfect time to show them some color.

Was he the posthumous child of the Demon King Pingtian?

Zhou Heng used the Heavenly Gang Immortal Technique to leap across the golden light, and in a short while, he returned to the Demon Court where he had killed the Heavenly Demon King and the Qingyang Mountain Lord.

All that could be seen were demon soldiers covering the mountains and plains.

The demon soldiers were shouting and training.

Several enormous demons were directing things from a high place.

Zhou Heng was watching the countdown to the danger before him.

As he finally approached the Demon Court, the danger countdown began to flash red.

The monsters also noticed Zhou Heng's arrival.

"The Garrison Commander of Shu Prefecture, the Imperial Guard!"

A great demon shouted loudly.

"You're so talkative."

Zhou Heng said, transforming into a golden light and suddenly appearing in front of the great demon, slapping it across the face.

The demon's head spun around its neck several times, its eyes wide open, dying with its eyes still open.

A moment of silence fell over the surroundings.

Then, as if a hornet's nest had been stirred up, all the demon soldiers went mad.

The demon king Pingtian and the mountain lord Qingyang were not present when Zhou Heng killed them last time, which is why Zhou Heng had to do such a big thing.

This time, they all gathered here, and Zhou Heng actually dared to kill their general right in front of them. This is intolerable!

The monster's wild nature was fully unleashed.

"kill!"

Monsters swarmed up like a tide, instantly engulfing Zhou Heng's figure.

Zhou Heng kept attacking, and one monster after another was sent flying.

But more monsters filled the gap.

Monsters are animals that have gained sentience, and they retain many of their animalistic natures.

When animals hunt, they swarm each other.

They are less afraid of death than human soldiers.

Even if they were killed by Zhou Heng if they charged forward, they did not hesitate at all.

Animals sometimes fight tooth and nail for their species; conversely, humans, because they know so much, have developed a mentality of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune.

In such situations, they are actually less effective than the demon soldiers.

Those fourth and fifth-rank demon generals were also mixed in with the demon soldiers, constantly attacking Zhou Heng.

In just a short while, wounds began to appear on Zhou Heng's body.

Even as a third-rank martial arts master, Zhou Heng felt overwhelmed by the sheer number of monsters he faced.

There are just too many monsters.

There were so many that they couldn't be killed off completely.

boom!

A fourth-rank demon finally approached Zhou Heng and punched him in the chest.

Although its head was severed by Zhou Heng the next moment, Zhou Heng couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He saw more and more monsters gathering, and a loud horn sounded from the demon court not far away.

I knew that if I didn't leave now, I might never be able to leave again.

"I will come back."

Zhou Heng laughed heartily, "Let your little demon king wash his head clean, and I will come back to reunite him with his father and brother."

Swish!

Zhou Heng transformed into a golden ray of light and instantly soared into the sky.

The monsters all tried to stop them.

But how could they possibly stop the Heavenly Gang Immortal Technique?

In the blink of an eye, all the demons watched as Zhou Heng disappeared into the horizon.

They looked at each other, wondering whether to chase or not.

The demon generals exchanged glances, their faces all looking extremely grim.

Chase?

Although the monk may run away but the temple cannot, Zhou Heng will definitely return to Shuzhou this week.

If they can't catch up with Zhou Heng, they can go to Shu Prefecture to fight and vent their anger.

However, they are not fully prepared and if they rashly attack Shuzhou, they will surely suffer heavy casualties.

Moreover, after Zhou Heng's onslaught, countless of their brothers died.

Are we going to attack Shu now just to give humans practice?

But if they didn't pursue him, they would feel resentful for Zhou Heng killing so many of his brothers.

"Don't chase! Be careful not to fall into a trap! Didn't Zhou Heng just say he was going to kill the Little Demon King?"

"If we chase after him, what if he comes back and kills the Little Demon King? Wouldn't that mean the same thing will happen again?"

A powerful demon said in a deep voice.

All the great demons expressed their agreement.

"Humans are indeed cunning and treacherous! We almost fell for his trick again!"

"Another great demon said viciously."

"Are we just going to let this go? That damned Zhou Heng killed so many of our brothers!"

"Didn't he say he'd come back? Let's set a trap and wait for him to return and die!"

All the great demons were eager to fight.

With a million soldiers, why would they be afraid of a mere third-rank martial arts master?

This time it was a sneak attack, but next time they will be prepared. If Zhou Heng dares to come, he will never be able to escape again!

…………

Dozens of miles away.

A beam of golden light fell upon a mountain peak.

boom!

Zhou Heng crushed the giant rock on the mountaintop.

Even with his strength, he couldn't control the force of his landing, which shows that he wasn't exactly having an easy time in the chaotic battle just now.

After regaining his balance, Zhou Heng took a few deep breaths, and the deep wounds on his body that exposed bone began to heal at a visible speed.

He follows the path of body-refining martial arts, and the "Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon" has made his body exceptionally strong.

In fact, he also possesses the physique of the Ancient Sacred Body, but this physique has not yet been fully activated. Otherwise, if the Ancient Sacred Body were fully developed, he could stand there and let the monsters attack him at will, and they probably wouldn't even be able to scratch him.

Just as his wounds were gradually healing, the red light in front of Zhou Heng's eyes gradually disappeared, and the danger countdown finally ticked twice and was completely reset to zero.

[You fought your way out of the chaos of battle, surviving to the last man, and were rewarded with three hundred years of cultivation.]

Zhou Heng was overjoyed; it was indeed feasible!

So this is the correct way to use the Heavenly Gang Immortal Technique of Spreading Golden Light Across the Earth!

With this Heavenly Divine Technique, he could move freely amidst the chaos of battle.

Unless one is far more powerful than him, there is no way to stop him.

Without this Heavenly Divine Technique, even if Zhou Heng were surrounded by demon soldiers, it would be difficult for him to escape, let alone use the demon soldiers to farm rewards.

Now, with golden light shining down from the ground, what is there for him to fear?

It has been less than a day since he left Longcheng.

With three hundred years of cultivation, it's unknown whether he can elevate his alchemy skills to the first rank.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Heng threw all three hundred years of cultivation into alchemy in the blink of an eye.

A torrent of memories surged forth, and Zhou Heng's mind was filled with many memories of alchemy.

He recalled that he had practiced alchemy for three hundred years, during which he devoted himself to it with great effort and never had a moment to relax.

Through such diligent cultivation, his alchemy skills continued to improve.

The success rate of the third-grade elixir quickly reached 100%.

Then he began to refine second-grade pills.

Once he had perfected the success rate of making second-grade pills to 100%, he began to try refining first-grade divine pills.

He failed the first time.

He failed again the second time.

Zhou Heng was already used to failing at alchemy, so he continued to try based on his memories.

Day after day, year after year.

Just when he felt he was about to succeed, three hundred years had passed.

Zhou Heng's face turned ugly, and he couldn't help but want to curse.

It was just a little bit short.

Even with another ten years of effort, he could still successfully refine a first-grade divine pill.

Once he refines a first-grade divine pill, he can become a first-grade alchemist and return to Dragon City to refine that first-grade divine pill, the Heaven-Reaching Pill!

Unfortunately, it's just that one thing that's missing.

"Let's do it one more time."

Zhou Heng's face was filled with murderous intent. "I don't like the Little Demon King's name, so kill him!"