Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Han Feng gave a low shout, and the fifth strange fire slowly descended—the Xuanhuang Flame.

The golden flames carry an ancient and steadfast aura, as if they have emerged from the primordial chaos, suppressing all things. They contain the primordial energy of heaven and earth, which nourishes and harmonizes, and are the key to balancing all fires.

As soon as the Xuanhuang Flame appeared, the blood energy within the alchemy furnace gradually subsided, and the violent power was gently enveloped by the golden light, gradually becoming peaceful.

At this point, the five fires were complete, and the alchemy furnace was initially stabilized, resembling a complete small world.

"Huh...huh..."

Han Feng took a few deep breaths, a light sweat beading on his forehead. He knew this was only the beginning of alchemy; the real challenges lay ahead.

Boom——!

Suddenly, thunder roared in the sky, and nine golden dragons spiraled upwards, lightning and flames intertwined, descending from the sky!

Nine Dragons Thunderous Force Appear!

This was created by Han Feng using his alchemy furnace to simulate the laws of thunder. Nine thunder dragons coiled in the void, thunder and fire mingling, splitting the chaos of heaven and earth, and condensing the thunderous bones for the golden core.

"The wind is coming!"

Han Feng summoned the Nine Nether Wind Flame once more, which roared in, mixed with the power of the Void Devouring Flame. The black and blue intertwined, like wind and blades, sweeping around the alchemy furnace.

This ghostly wind seemed capable of scattering all spiritual energy in the world, forcing the alchemy furnace into a brief period of darkness and nothingness.

But Han Feng did not back down. He chanted in a deep voice, "Stars!"

The Three Thousand Blazing Flames erupted, like billions of stars igniting the night sky, emerging from the center of the alchemy furnace.

Each spark emits a faint light, illuminating the chaos and compressing the ghostly winds and fires into a starry sky backdrop.

Within the alchemy furnace, nine flames gathered, wind and thunder trembled, stars shone brightly, and the laws of the sea, mind, earth, blood, nothingness, and thunder... converged and merged, as if a miniature cycle of heaven and earth was operating within it.

The art of alchemy has been elevated to the level of laws.

Han Feng closed his eyes and focused his mind, channeling his soul power into the deepest part of the alchemy furnace.

He wants to condense a true "Golden Elixir" within these nine fires and nine methods!

"Seal the spirit, gather the core!"

He traced a line in the air with his finger, and a spiritual pattern rose from the bottom of the alchemy furnace, winding around like a chain, slowly compressing and condensing all the essence at the core of the Nine Flames.

At this moment, the spiritual energy of the entire Medicine Saint Valley seemed to be drawn together, with wind and clouds gathering, thunder and fire surging, and spiritual energy surging towards the alchemy furnace from all directions.

The alchemy furnace trembled, and the light of the nine intertwined flames suddenly solidified. Under the sealing of the spiritual patterns, the origin of fire, the essence of the soul, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the laws of all phenomena were all bound to that one core point—

"boom!"

Suddenly, an invisible force of recoil exploded from inside the alchemy furnace!

Han Feng's expression changed drastically. He sank his feet and his internal fighting spirit surged. He pressed down on the lid of the alchemy furnace with one palm, forcefully suppressing the backlash.

"Not fully integrated yet..."

He whispered, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

Although the nine flames have gathered, the laws are not yet stable.

—The laws of fire dictate that mutual repulsion is the norm. The Void Devouring Flame represents devouring and annihilation, the Nine Nether Wind Flame governs killing and penetration, while the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame is full of vitality, and the Three Thousand Burning Flames bear the changes of stars... Although they have merged with each other because of the "Burning Technique," Han Feng has not yet truly comprehended the mystery of their fusion in the world of pills!

If you force the pill to form, not only will it fail to form a pill, but it will also detonate the entire furnace and even backfire on your soul!

"It seems that refining the Golden Elixir is indeed not so easy to finish..."

Han Feng closed his eyes and meditated, his soul probing into the deepest part of the alchemy furnace.

At the source where the flames converge, the nine different flames are violently trembling, each trying to control the core with its own will, refusing to give in the slightest!

"If I want them to truly merge, I'll have to get involved myself!"

Han Feng took a deep breath, and with a thought, a small figure in his sea of ​​souls suddenly opened its eyes!

"No matter how strong your will is, it is ultimately just a law of fire. Today, I will use myself as a catalyst to suppress all flames!"

"--melt!"

Han Feng shouted, pouring his soul power into the depths of the pill furnace. The little soul figure "Tiger Body" trembled and instantly suppressed the Nine Flames Will!

"Buzz!"

The alchemy furnace trembled violently, like the booming of a divine drum. Lightning streaked down from the top of the furnace, and golden fire patterns appeared on its surface, as if the heavens and earth were watching it.

But... this is still not the end.

Just when Han Feng thought the Nine Flames were stabilizing and the pill was nearing completion—

boom!

Deep within the alchemy furnace, the nascent golden core seemed to awaken a trace of ancient will, emanating an extremely cold, yet seemingly originating from the deepest abyss:

"...You think you can intimidate me?"

In an instant, an invisible maw tore open from the crack at the bottom of the furnace, attempting to devour all the flames and the core of the furnace in one gulp!

Han Feng's pupils suddenly contracted!

"not good!"

In that instant, his very soul was almost devoured. The Three Thousand Burning Flames collapsed first, and the Nine Nether Wind Flames surged fiercely!

The path to immortality has only just begun, but the real trials are already upon us!

"Golden Core Will?"

Han Feng noticed that the nascent golden core in the alchemy furnace, though not yet fully formed, had already condensed an extremely mature spirituality.

Under such interference from one's own will, the chances of achieving immortality will be greatly reduced.

The most urgent task is to suppress the will of the Golden Core cultivator!

Han Feng swiftly formed hand seals, casting a series of "suppressing" incantations into the alchemy furnace.

This is a major technique among soul skills, created by Han Feng specifically for alchemy, and it is now displaying its ultimate effect.

"town!"

With a deep shout from Han Feng, the talismans formed from his soul power crashed into the alchemy furnace one after another like meteors. Each "suppress" character contained extremely high soul law, like sealing mountains and suppressing seas, specifically designed to break the signs of mental turmoil and disordered mental power!

however--

The still-forming golden core emitted a low rumble, as if responding with a cold laugh.

"Your seal is nothing but a mere 'technique,' how can it possibly control my 'Dao'?"

Deep within the Golden Core, the seemingly illusory yet real shadow of will slowly opened its eyes. With a sweep of its vast and cold gaze, all the Suppression Techniques that Han Feng had instilled crumbled inch by inch!

"Damn it!"

Han Feng gritted his teeth, but he had already realized that the will of this golden core had faintly stepped into the "prototype of the Dao" level. If it was allowed to develop on its own, not only would the core fail to form, but it might even backfire on him and sacrifice him as the "guide of the core spirit"!

Han Feng had seen far too many alchemists die during the alchemy process.

"I can't suppress it any longer. I must completely 'control' it—use the laws to suppress the laws, and use the fire path to merge with the fire path!"

In an instant, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he suddenly remembered the mysterious patterns inside the God-Sealing Stone!

Those patterns had faintly appeared in his soul. At first glance, they were chaotic and blurry, but at this moment, when his state of mind, soul, and fire path had all reached their extreme limits, they suddenly unfolded clearly in his mind!

An ancient, vast voice, carrying the essence of the beginning of heaven and earth, seemed to resound from a distant era:

"Heaven and earth were dark and yellow, the universe was vast and boundless..."

Chapter 474 Prologue

Han Feng was in a mysterious and unpredictable state, as if he had become a witness to the beginning of the world. A tiny golden core was nothing more than a drop in the ocean in the vast order of the universe!

"Using heaven and earth as a furnace, the laws as fire, and my own heart as the catalyst, the Dao can forge the elixir!"

Han Feng uttered this unprecedented phrase, and his soul power and strange fire merged into one at this moment. The patterns on the God Sealing Stone now roamed his entire body like a spirit snake, finally converging at his fingertips!

He stretched out his right hand and suddenly pointed out a finger!

"—Consecrate the gods and suppress the Dao, ignite my true spirit, and reverse the essence of alchemy!"

In an instant, a purple-gold light shot up from his fingertips, carrying an irresistible aura of suppressing the Dao, and crashed into the alchemy furnace!

This single finger gesture was like a deity pointing to the common people, like the sun branding the void, like the power of the primordial chaos breaking apart!

"boom!"

Inside the alchemy furnace, the golden elixir suddenly trembled violently!

The shadow of will that had been sneering and provocative suddenly showed a look of fear.

"No—this is no ordinary technique! How could you possibly know—the origin of the Great Dao!? How could you possibly glimpse my—!"

The sound abruptly stopped, and the purple-gold light engulfed it like a tide. That arrogant will struggled, twisted, and collapsed in the flames, eventually transforming into neat and flowing patterns that were imprinted into the golden core!

"It's done!" Han Feng suddenly opened his eyes, lightning and fire mingling in his pupils. He slowly raised his palm, and the alchemy furnace roared to life!

There, quietly floating, was a golden pill, its entire body flowing with gold, its patterns swirling nine times, and its divine light shining forth!

Before the pill even entered its mouth, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth spontaneously gathered towards it, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly and revealing an unusual phenomenon!

—A wondrous phenomenon at the Golden Elixir stage, where the nine patterns unite as one!

"Nine-Turn Golden Elixir..." Han Feng murmured, a rare hint of barely concealed excitement showing on his face.

At this moment, he finally refined the Golden Elixir, and it was even the legendary Nine-Turn Golden Elixir.

It should be noted that even among those at the Golden Core level, those at the ninth level are extremely rare.

Han Feng's success in refining the Nine-Turn Golden Pill this time was largely due to luck rather than skill. However, his current alchemy skills are not enough to guarantee that he can refine pills of this quality again.

Alchemy is not merely a skill or technique; it touches upon the "Tao"!

And this may be another path to the pinnacle of Dou Di – becoming an emperor through alchemy!

He slowly put away the pills, his expression calm, but inwardly a raging storm was brewing:

"Those patterns in the Consecration Stone... who carved them? Why do they only appear when I burn my true spirit? And that voice... the will of the Golden Core seems to be more complex than I imagined?"

Phrases like "mortal arts" and "the origin of the Great Dao" are not popular in the Dou Qi Continent.

It sounds more like a dialect from another region.

Looking at the golden pill in his hand, Han Feng felt as if he had discovered a new secret.

The Golden Core Will wouldn't say these words without a reason. The fact that it could say them can only mean that this period of history once existed on the Dou Qi Continent.

Or perhaps something similar has been said in this universe.

Han Feng took a deep breath and slowly calmed his complicated emotions.

The timekeeping array beside him was still working. Han Feng had specially set up this array before refining the pills to remind him of the time when the demonic fire would be born.

He checked the remaining space in the formation; there was still some left, but it would be almost finished.

"Purifying Lotus Demon Flame".

A hint of determination flashed in Han Feng's eyes.

In his previous life, he hadn't been involved in this opportunity. In this life, he was determined to obtain this powerful strange fire to help him advance in his cultivation.

However, before heading to the place where the Pure Lotus Demon Flame was born, Han Feng had to go to one more place.

The Southern Empire.

He hadn't forgotten what Sikong Chan had told him before—the first demonic invasion was very likely to occur around the time the Pure Lotus Demon Flame was born.

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Southern Li Empire, Imperial Capital: Vermilion Bird Heavenly City.

The crimson-gold imperial city stands amidst the mountains and sea of ​​clouds, like a sleeping Vermilion Bird, majestic yet elegant.

As dawn broke, a myriad of rays of light poured down from the heavens, illuminating the entire imperial city with a solemn and magnificent splendor, like a fairyland.

Han Feng's figure slowly descended from the sky, using fire as feathers, his aura subdued, and he landed steadily outside the main hall of the Vermilion Bird Heavenly City.

Before the guards could announce their arrival, the palace doors opened by themselves, and a graceful and beautiful figure emerged from within.

Wearing a crimson imperial robe and a jade phoenix crown, her face was cold and beautiful with a hint of majesty, and her eyes were as clear as glass, exuding an unassailable imperial aura.

"Prince Zhennan, you've arrived," Sikong Chan said softly, her tone calm yet revealing a hint of a smile and trust.