The red flame suddenly disappeared, leaving a blazing residual warmth in the air, but the medicine cauldron was already empty.
More importantly, without the tempering of the flames, the black liquid that had not completely covered the bones stopped flowing.
But at this time, Song Zheng's soul has not yet completely merged with the corpse!
Seeing this scene, Ye Xiyue's blood suddenly solidified and she felt chilled all over.
If you fail at this time, all previous efforts will be in vain!
A strong feeling of unwillingness surged into her heart. She clenched her teeth and could almost smell the sweet smell between her lips and teeth.
No, no!
It’s not easy to get to this point!
In an instant, Ye Xiyue seemed to be thinking a lot, but also seemed to be thinking nothing at all.
In order to obtain these medicinal materials and this set of corpses, she had to endure a lot of hardships, and now she must not fail in her efforts!
However, her spiritual and spiritual power have been exhausted, how can she continue at this time?
A trace of bright red blood slowly spilled from the corner of her lips.
Emperor Shitian stood beside her. The moment he saw the flame in the medicine cauldron extinguished, he knew something was wrong and immediately looked sideways at Ye Xiyue.
His heart suddenly lifted.
However, Ye Xiyue still stared at the corpse in front of her, something seemed to be surging in her dark eyes.
Emperor Shitian understood her plan almost instantly - she wanted to continue!
Realizing this, Emperor Shitian frowned, and his heart seemed to be grasped by something.
It is very common for alchemists to fail in refining elixirs, but Ye Xiyue's refining of elixirs today was not a simple one.
Obviously, the previous process has exhausted her everything. If she continues forcefully at this time, I'm afraid it will also be difficult for her -
His feet moved slightly, surging spiritual power gathered in his palms, and he was about to step forward.
At this time, Song Zheng was not feeling well either.
It was not easy to fuse one's soul with another skeleton, but at this moment the flame suddenly went out. Without Ye Xiyue's external help, the powerful feeling of repulsion and tearing made him even more painful.
Being forced to give up halfway through is the greatest torture.
The black liquid wrapping the corpse was almost solidified, and the air was filled with a bitter taste.
Something seemed to be violently colliding in Ye Xiyue's chest.
She stared straight ahead. If she couldn't do it, not to mention the destruction of the medicinal materials that she had worked so hard to obtain, Song Zheng's soul would also be greatly damaged. Then -
However, Song Zheng was still taking care of her at this time and smiled bitterly:
"Girl Xi'er, it seems... I really don't have that kind of luck..."
His soul was suffering from severe cutting pain, and his voice and expression became hoarse and weak.
Ye Xiyue forced herself to swallow the sweet taste between her lips and teeth, her whole body tensing up.
Song Zheng seemed to sigh, his voice even lower.
"...I don't blame you, I know you have tried your best..."
Ye Xiyue closed her eyes tightly, and countless images flashed through her mind.
Song Zheng helped her a lot along the way. To her, he was both a teacher and a friend.
Although she didn't say it explicitly, Ye Xiyue had always respected him very much in her heart.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have put in so much effort to help him reshape his body.
But now...is it really impossible?
The chilly evening breeze blew by, making her shiver and her shoulders tremble slightly.
Emperor Shitian frowned slightly, sensing that the power around the skeleton had a faint tendency to riot, and stepped forward: "Xi'er——"
His steps suddenly stopped.
The next moment, a green flame suddenly burst out from Ye Xiyue's palm!