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Xiao Ling already had his own unique fire, so why would he pursue other fires? Unless he was willing to give up his existing fire and take the risk to subdue the Three Thousand Flames.

But Xuan Kongzi could also see that the strange fire that Xiao Ling subdued was in no way inferior to the Three Thousand Flames of Flame, and he would never do such a self-destructive act.

Xuan Kongzi could only hope secretly in his heart that perhaps his beloved disciple and a few other aspiring people would have the ability to subdue the Three Thousand Flames.

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The power of Dan Lei that reaches the nine-color level is undoubtedly devastating.

Although the original Thunder Dragon was suppressed by Xiao Diao with amazing strength, the energy reserve behind it was extremely strong.

In order to give the Thunder Dragon a chance to counterattack under Xiao Diao's control and destroy the pill that was about to take shape, this world seemed to have put all its efforts into it.

For a whole hour, the power of heaven and earth was continuously poured into the Thunder Dragon, providing it with an endless supply of thunder power.

During this long period of time, the energy fluctuations between heaven and earth were extremely violent, as if the entire world was adding fuel to the battle.

With the continuous infusion, the Thunder Dragon's body grew larger and larger, and its light became more and more dazzling. Every roll it made carried the power to tear the void.

Although Xiao Diao still maintained his advantage, the ever-expanding Thunder Dragon made his suppression increasingly difficult.

Fortunately, Xiao Diao's real strategy was not to rush to defeat the Dan Lei, but to cleverly contain it and delay time until the energy of the Nine-Colored Dan Lei was exhausted and finally dissipated between heaven and earth helplessly.

During this long hour, this vast sky became the battlefield where the purple sky demon mink phantom and the thunder dragon fought fiercely.

Every clash between them was accompanied by shocking aftermath, tearing and destroying the sky, as if to reduce everything to nothingness.

Of course, the battle also affected the vision and hearing of everyone present, whose eyes and ears were subjected to the cruel baptism of battle.

Shouldering the heavy responsibility of protecting the stability of the star field, Xuan Kongzi quietly hovered above the battle between the two and continued to guard for nearly an hour.

Out of everyone's sight, he silently provided solid shelter for the many residents and tourists in the city of Saint Dan, ensuring that they were not affected by the fighting.

This silent dedication is of great value and is worthy of admiration.

Only Yao Chen, who was hiding in the void, couldn't help but chuckle once or twice when he saw Xuan Kongzi's slightly embarrassed look.

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Although the power of the Nine-Colored Pill Thunder was awe-inspiring, it was not infinite after all. After an hour of continuous gathering and release, the energy of the Pill Thunder finally reached its limit.

In the end, the energy of this once incomparable nine-colored pill thunder gradually dried up like the ebbing tide, until it could no longer maintain its momentum that shook the world.

Rumble!

In its final struggle, the golden thunder dragon raged unwillingly for about ten minutes, but was ultimately unable to escape the little mink's suppression.

Under the sharp claws of the Sky Demon Marten's phantom, it struggled helplessly, and was eventually smashed into pieces by one blow, turning into countless golden lights and dissipating between heaven and earth.

The energy fluctuations in the clouds gradually faded, and the heavy and oppressive thunderclouds slowly dispersed under the gaze of countless eyes, gradually revealing the clear sky that had been blocked by the thunderclouds before.

Between heaven and earth, the sound of thunder gradually became lower, and the Dan Lei seemed to reveal a trace of helplessness. Their power gradually dissipated in the air and finally slowly retreated.

Above the sky, the originally rolling thunderclouds began to thin out, and the light of lightning gradually dimmed, as if a grand performance ended in silence.

As the thunderclouds completely dissipated, Xiao Diao breathed a sigh of relief, and a huge stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

The elixir needed for resurrection was finally completed after this thrilling battle.

Afterwards, the phantom of the Sky Demon Marten summoned by the mysterious formation began to gradually dissipate, turning into countless purple light spots, like dreamy dust, slowly drifting in the air, reflecting the afterglow of the sky.

The figure of the little mink was particularly eye-catching among the spots of light. It stepped lightly on the void, and with a flash of its body, it crossed the sky like a meteor and flew towards Xiao Ling who was quietly waiting on the stone platform.

However, the little mink's relief did not last long. Just as it relaxed its guard, a dazzling purple light suddenly burst out from the medicine cauldron in front of Xiao Ling. The light was like an arrow shot from a string, piercing the sky and flying towards the distant edge.

This scene happened too suddenly. The purple light drew a graceful arc in the air, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The light was so bright and dazzling, as if it carried some mysterious power that made it impossible to look away.

"Little Marten, that is the elixir you need to revive. You can't let it slip away from under your nose."

At this moment, Xiao Ling's voice, with a hint of teasing, rang clearly in Xiao Diao's mind, like a stone falling into the center of a lake, instantly breaking Xiao Diao's calm.

The little mink was startled, and his heart was immediately stirred. He stared with eyes wide open, watching the purple light disappear into the sky in disbelief.

Xiao Diao glanced at Xiao Ling with some dissatisfaction, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Then, it shook its body violently, and a pair of dazzling purple-gold wings instantly bloomed behind it, with the wingtips shining with a metallic luster.

It flapped its wings vigorously, stirring up a purple-gold storm, and then its figure turned into a flash of lightning, chasing after the fleeing purple light without hesitation.

During the chase, Xiao Marten kept mumbling, his voice revealing a hint of helplessness, but more of an uncontrollable excitement.

"Hey, little darling, Master Diao's hope of resurrection is all pinned on you. I absolutely cannot let you, little thing, slip away from under Master Diao's nose."

"Let's see where you can escape to!" As the distance gradually shortened, a gleam of light flashed in the little mink's eyes, and he suddenly stretched out a palm.

I saw a purple-gold handprint condense and take shape in the void, and like a solid entity, it directly grasped the pill that was trying to escape.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful suction force surged from Xiao Diao's palm. The pill struggled in the air for a few times, but was finally unable to resist this force and was steadily pulled in front of Xiao Diao.

The elixir looked exceptionally bright as it was enveloped in the purple-gold light, but it seemed to be locked by invisible chains and could no longer move at all.

The pill did not give up while being imprisoned, and began to slowly absorb the energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

As time went by, the light on the surface of the pill became brighter and brighter, and finally, under the gaze of Little Marten, a miraculous transformation took place.

The pill changed in an instant and transformed into a vivid purple mink.

As soon as this little purple mink appeared, its eyes, like purple gems, revealed a hint of heartbreaking grievance.

Its movements were light and agile, and its fur shone with a delicate luster in the light, as if it was not just a pill, but a small creature with real life.

"Oh, this little thing looks so similar to me, Master Diao. It's really interesting. The mystery of this eighth-grade nine-color elixir is indeed extraordinary." A hint of surprise flashed in the little mink's eyes. It looked up and down at the purple little mink in front of it, its expression full of wonder.

The little purple marten in front of me, whether it is its slender body or its lively eyes, looks very much like a real celestial demon marten.

After all, when refining this Reincarnation Soul-Shaping Pill, Xiao Ling used the little marten as the prototype and poured his heart and soul into refining it.

An eighth-grade elixir already has spirituality and can condense into a specific form, and this elixir, which has reached the eighth-grade, nine-color level, has the amazing potential to transform into an elixir beast.

If it is given enough time to grow, it may even evolve into a higher level ninth-grade elixir.

"However, although you have the appearance of the Heavenly Demon Marten, your essence is still a pill. For the sake of my Lord Diao's resurrection, I cannot let you slip away from me no matter what."

The little mink chuckled and shook his head slightly. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes. Then he stretched out his claws and slowly grabbed the pill.

However, just as the little mink's palm was about to touch the pill, the purple little mink condensed from the pill seemed to have encountered a sudden attack, and it instantly collapsed and turned back into its original pill form.

Then, as if attracted by an invisible force, the pill shook violently and was quickly sucked downwards.

At the first moment, a trace of surprise flashed in the little mink's eyes, but then it quickly came to its senses and its gaze shot straight down like lightning.

Afterwards, he saw that the pill was pulled by an invisible thread and fell accurately into Xiao Ling's palm.

Xiao Ling clenched his fingers lightly and the pill was safely in his hands.

"Okay, A Diao, I still need this pill to participate in the assessment of the Alchemy Association, you don't have to be so anxious." Xiao Ling looked at Xiao Diao, raised one eyebrow slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he used his soul power to transmit his words directly to the depths of Xiao Diao's mind, "Don't worry, when the time comes, I will naturally use it to help you revive."

Hearing Xiao Ling's words, Xiao Diao couldn't help but mutter in his heart, this guy is really a headache, why didn't he catch the pill himself just now, and made me, Master Diao, do it myself, it's really annoying.

Although he felt some resentment in his heart, Xiao Diao did not say it out loud.

Its body swayed slightly, and the purple-gold wings behind it flapped gently, leaving a few purple light shadows in the air. After a few quick flashes, the little mink appeared next to Xiao Ling again.

Then, purple light circulated on its body, like rippling water, and in an instant it returned to its previous form. It stepped lightly on the air, and with a light leap, it landed steadily on Xiao Ling's shoulder.

Seeing Xiao Diao's series of actions, Xiao Ling couldn't help but curl up a gentle smile. He gently stretched out two fingers and playfully scratched Xiao Diao's chin.

Noticing Xiao Ling's actions, the little mink slapped Xiao Ling's fingers away with some dissatisfaction, crossed its two small paws across its chest, deliberately glanced to the side, and at the same time glared at Xiao Ling fiercely with eyes full of resentment.

The look seemed to be silently protesting, expressing its displeasure and dissatisfaction with Xiao Ling's previous actions.

As all the turmoil calmed down, every corner of the city of Saint Dan erupted in overwhelming cheers almost at the same time.

The sound gathered into a huge wave, like a surging tide, one wave after another, layer upon layer, rushing straight into the sky.

The momentum of this sound was so huge that it even surpassed the shock of the previous nine-colored thunder tearing through the sky, as if it was going to overturn the entire sky.

"Xiao Ling! Xiao Ling!"

"Champion! Champion!"

The cheers from the crowd surged like a tide, one wave after another. Everyone's face was filled with excitement and admiration, and their eyes were filled with infinite respect for Xiao Ling.

They waved the portrait of Xiao Ling in their hands with all their might, or raised their voices to one peak after another, as if they wanted to convey their awe and admiration for Xiao Ling to every corner of the city in this way.

Every block and every alley in the city of San Dan was infected by this fanatical atmosphere.

People's heartbeats and cheers were synchronized and in unison, as if the whole city was boiling for this moment.

The flags fluttered in the wind, the portraits sparkled in the sun, and every movement and every sound witnessed the birth of a new legend.

At this moment, the sky above Shengdan City was not only a sea of ​​cheers, but also a gathering of beliefs and dreams. Xiao Ling's name was engraved in everyone's heart like a brand.

"The best alchemist on the continent!"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar suddenly broke through the sky. The sound was rough and powerful, as if it contained endless power.

The person who spoke was obviously a man of profound cultivation. His voice instantly drowned out all the noise in the arena, making everyone else's voice pale in comparison.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the crowd exploded instantly as if gunpowder was ignited.

"The best alchemist on the continent!"

They raised their arms in unison once again, with a louder roar than before. Almost everyone put all their strength into their shouts, and the sounds gathered into powerful waves that shook every corner of Saint Dan City and echoed in every bit of air.

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"Haha, Brother Xiong Zhan, you are really a man of character."

Elder Chihuo sat on one side of the tea table, looking at Xiong Zhan opposite him with a somewhat strange look, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, remember, I promised Brother Xiao Ling that once he won the championship of the Alchemy Conference, I would definitely be the one who cheered the loudest in the audience."

As Xiong Zhan spoke, he shook his hairy head, then waved his broad and powerful hands, with a heroic smile.

As soon as the words fell, a burst of enthusiastic laughter suddenly broke out in the teahouse. The laughter was like waves, overflowing with vitality and joy, filling the entire space.

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"Haha, let this kid feel the glory of being the 'No. 1 Alchemist on the Continent'." Yao Chen stood on the top of a high tower, overlooking the bustling Shengdan City below, with thunderous cheers in his ears. A warm smile appeared on his face involuntarily, and he whispered to himself.

His gaze was far-reaching, as if he had penetrated the hustle and bustle of the city and looked towards the endless southern part of Zhongzhou.

"However, what I really hope for is that one day you can surpass everyone and become a true Dou Qi Continent master.