Suddenly there was a slight tremor in the Nebula Cauldron, and a moment later, Feng Chen could feel that inside the Nebula Cauldron, the energy of the Netherworld Ice Flame was completely sealed and could no longer leak out.
"Is it finally okay...?"
Feng Chen breathed a long sigh of relief and pulled out his palm from the groove. He saw that his palm was indeed a bloody mess. Due to the high temperature, some places were even slightly scorched.
Feng Chen smiled bitterly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. If it continued for more than half an hour, the solid elixir might be used up, and the profound energy in his body would also be consumed and he would have to stop stripping.
At this time, in the Nebula Cauldron, a purple flame is floating quietly. This is the fire of the Netherworld Ice Flame. It can also be said to be the origin of the Netherworld Ice Flame. As long as Feng Chen can refine this flame, he can truly
Possess the ability of Netherworld Ice Flame!
Taking a deep breath, Feng Chen used his spiritual thoughts to control the Nebula Cauldron and slowly pulled it out of the purple water pool and placed it in front of him.
After the Netherworld Ice Flame disappeared, the purple water pool gradually turned back to a clear color. Feng Chen stood on the edge of the water pool, watching the changes in the purple water pool, and felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.
"Whatever." After staring for a moment, Feng Chen shook his head, not finding anything wrong, and finally turned around to carefully study the Netherworld Ice Flame in the Nebula Cauldron.
But what Feng Chen didn't notice was that the moment he turned around, a dark shadow flashed across the gradually clearing water pool.
However, after this black shadow appeared, somewhere deep in the mountains, an ancient old man sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, breathing in the morning. Suddenly he opened his eyes, and his eyes contained the stars and the sun.
The moon is like a deep starry sky.
"Sure enough, the world is about to be in chaos, and the seal of the ghost world has been loosened."
Then he shook his head and closed his eyes again. The morning light of the morning glow shone on his body, making him even more extraordinary.
After a moment, the space around the old man was slightly distorted, and a middle-aged man in white clothes emerged, carrying a seven-foot green sword on his back, with a smile on his face, which made people feel very comfortable.
"Join Master."
After this man appeared, he spoke respectfully to the old man, his expression clearly showing great respect for the old man in front of him.
"Yan Yiming, go to Dongjiang and take a look. Just now I felt that the seal of the ghost world seemed to be loosened. I don't know if it has something to do with the vision of heaven and earth a few months ago." The old man said calmly without opening his eyes.
"Eastern Xinjiang, there seems to be a force affiliated with the Ji family over there. It seems to be called Shenwu Sect. If I appear there rashly, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of the Ji family."
When Yan Yiming heard this, he thought for a moment and frowned.
"It doesn't matter, the Ji family won't interfere too much in this matter." The old man said calmly.
Yan Yiming nodded and quietly left the mountain top again. The old man opened his eyes again, looked at the rising sun in the distance, and murmured: "The world is changing, and it's another thousand years."
....”
And the culprit of all this, Feng Chen, had no idea how much ripples it would cause in the world after he pulled the Netherworld Ice Flame out of the purple pool. Of course, this was a posthumous matter, let’s not mention it for now.
At this time, the runes on the surface of the Nebula Cauldron in front of him shimmered slightly, and a burst of mysterious power isolated the Netherworld Ice Flame inside.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Chen opened the lid of the Nebula Cauldron, and suddenly an invisible wave of heat swept out, making Feng Chen extremely frightened.
A wisp of purple flame grew out of thin air, seemingly trying to break through the confinement of the Nebula Cauldron, but at this time, the invisible power condensed from the runes on the surface of the Nebula Cauldron directly suppressed the wisp of flame.
With his eyes fixed on the rising purple flame, Feng Chen's breathing became rapid. Because he was too close to the cauldron, the scorching temperature still affected him. It didn't take a moment.
, the whole person was sweating like rain.
The Netherworld Ice Flame has been extracted, and what is inside the Nebula Cauldron is fire. However, Feng Chen does not know how to refine the Netherworld Ice Flame next.
Feng Chen took another look at the method recorded in the ancient sheepskin scrolls and found that it was simply impossible for him to achieve at present. A warrior with a high level of cultivation could directly devour and refine it with his own cultivation, but Feng Chen was only a ninth-level warrior.
, this condition cannot be met at all.
"No matter which method is used, what is recorded above is to fuse the Netherworld Ice Flame with oneself, and then use the power in the flame to temper one's body. The tacit understanding between the two reaches a perfect level, so that it can be
Become a refining Chen Gong."
Feng Chen murmured to himself that there were many methods for refining the Netherworld Ice Flame recorded in it, but the process theory to be explained was the same. Suddenly, an astonishing idea flashed through his mind.
That is, he himself entered the Nebula Cauldron and activated the power of the Nebula Cauldron to help him refining!
After this idea appeared, even Feng Chen himself was shocked. This method can be described as whimsical! The power of the Netherworld Ice Flame is simply beyond ordinary people's imagination. If you don't control it well, you will be destroyed by the scorching heat.
Burn it to nothingness, leaving no residue behind.
Even Feng Chen thinks this is impossible, but he has no other way. What this ancient scroll talks about is either relying on one's own tyrannical cultivation or using high-level elixirs to assist in refining. These two things,
There is no dust, the only thing we can rely on is the Nebula Cauldron!
Feng Chen was silent, looking at the runes on the surface of the Nebula Cauldron that were constantly emitting a faint light. He couldn't make a choice in his heart. If he wanted to refine the Netherworld Ice Flame, for now, perhaps the only way he thought of was to jump into the Nebula Cauldron.
, refining yourself and the Netherworld Ice Flame together!
Feng Chen believed that the Nebula Cauldron would not harm him because the Nebula Cauldron was connected to him. No matter how mysterious the power in it was, it would have no effect on him. The only thing he had to consider was the damage caused to him by the Netherworld Ice Flame.
Looking at the Netherworld Ice Flame rising in the Nebula Cauldron, Feng Chen bit his lip. After a while, he decided to take the risk because he believed in the Nebula Cauldron.
After all, Feng Chen wants to gain more power! Refining the Nebula Cauldron can bring him countless benefits, so he has to take the risk!
After a while, Feng Chen took off all his clothes and jumped directly into the Nebula Cauldron!