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Although Lin Feng still had the soul of Lue Feng Zun Zhe, an extremely powerful soul body in his possession,
That was something he had reserved for attempting his future breakthrough into the Spirit Realm Soul.
Using it now to refine a puppet?
Impossible—he was absolutely unwilling to waste it on that.
Therefore, the unfortunate ones would have to be the Hall of Souls Protectors.
After deciding how to utilize the magic beast's corpse, Lin Feng once again channeled Dou Qi into the green long sword in his hand.
Then, he fiercely thrust the sword straight toward the beast's heart!
After all, when dealing with such a rare and precious material, there was no way he would risk using a Dou Technique to break open the heart.
If something went wrong, the blood essence inside could be completely burned away by his Heavenly Flame, and that would be an irreparable loss.
"Phew… finally cracked it open."
After struggling for a while, Lin Feng finally managed to pierce the sword into the heart of the Flame Wing Sky Falcon.
Without hesitation, he quickly pressed his palm against the wound.
A suction force surged from his palm out of thin air, rapidly extracting every last drop of the blood essence stored inside the beast's heart.
Staring at the floating mass of bright red blood essence, roughly the size of a human head, hovering just above his palm, Lin Feng grinned.
Immediately, he retrieved an oversized jade bottle from his storage ring.
Under his control, the blood essence condensed into the form of a blood serpent and slithered swiftly into the jade bottle.
Sealing the container tightly, he stored it into his Serene Sea Storage Ring.
After handling the blood essence, his gaze shifted toward the beast's massive head. Inside there lay a Rank 8 magic core—an invaluable treasure.
With that thought, Lin Feng pried open the Falcon's upper and lower beaks. Once more, he raised the long sword in his hand and thrust it deep into the beast's mouth.
After all, this was the weakest part of a magic beast's head, and the easiest entry point to retrieve the core.
Before long, a fiery-red, fist-sized magic core emitting scorching heat emerged in Lin Feng's palm.
"No wonder this is an Rank 8 fire-attribute beast core—the energy within is both incredibly dense and terrifyingly violent."
He sighed with admiration before carefully placing it into a jade box and storing it into his storage ring.
Next, his attention turned toward the Falcon's pair of elegant, elongated wings.
Once again, he raised his green Dou Qi longsword and began slicing down against the beast's flesh.
With the wings successfully removed, he stored the now wingless beast corpse safely away.
Following the Sky Bird Nine Flying Wings refinement method, Lin Feng immediately began crafting this pair of fiery wings.
"Hehe, these wings look truly exquisite. Once Xiao Yixian uses them, her speed will definitely take another huge leap forward."
Several days later, Lin Feng admired the newly refined pair of miniature fire-red wings in his hands, speaking in a pleased tone.
However, when he turned his head, he noticed Xiao Yixian was fully focused on refining a low sixth-tier pill.
Seeing her concentration, he decided not to disturb her, quietly putting the wings into his storage ring instead.
After all, the two of them were together every day now; whether he gave her the wings today or a few days later made no real difference.
Settling that matter, Lin Feng crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and began running his cultivation technique of Forging Soul, Refining Spirit.
As the soul cultivation technique circulated, the originally dry desert land—filled primarily with wind, earth, and fire Dou Qi—suddenly began to manifest faint, nearly imperceptible streams of chaotic mist-like energy.
These tiny threads of energy were deeply hidden, usually overshadowed and concealed by the abundant surrounding Dou Qi.
This subtle energy was precisely what most alchemists dreamed of yet could never find—pure spiritual essence.
At this moment, however, under Lin Feng's mysterious guidance, the hidden spiritual essence within the depths of space itself slowly stirred, gradually being drawn forward and converging before Lin Feng.
Finally, above Lin Feng's head, an immense hammer of pure spiritual essence slowly condensed into form.
Under Lin Feng's precise control, the massive Spirit Hammer began to swing relentlessly, pounding down again and again, tempering his soul body.
Each strike brought waves of searing pain, forcing Lin Feng to clench his teeth as his entire body trembled.
At the same time, the endless streams of spiritual essence continuously converging from the surrounding space, were purified and compressed by the Spirit Hammer's forging, before being directly channeled into Lin Feng's soul!
With every tempered influx, Lin Feng's soul rapidly expanded and strengthened, growing amidst the agony at an astonishing pace!
Within deep cultivation, time seemed meaningless.
In the blink of an eye, three entire months had silently passed.
By now, Lin Feng's seated figure was enveloped in a soft halo of countless tiny flickering motes of light.
If a powerful soul cultivator or skilled alchemist were present, they would instantly recognize that these countless specks weren't mere light at all—they were condensed spiritual essence particles, each one incomparably rare and precious!
Above Lin Feng's head, the colossal Spirit Hammer swung at an almost terrifying speed, so fast that it left behind overlapping afterimages as it continued to pound away without rest.
Meanwhile, an unceasing torrent of refined spiritual essence streamed steadily into Lin Feng's Sea of Consciousness, causing waves of soul power to ripple violently around him, sometimes surging, sometimes collapsing.
Beside him, Xiao Yixian stood quietly, her delicate brows slightly furrowed,
her clear eyes filled with worry as she watched him.
She knew perfectly well—
Lin Feng was currently at the critical threshold of breaking through to the peak seventh-tier Soul Realm.
If he failed here, he might not enter this state of enlightenment again for several more months, delaying his advancement significantly.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, an invisible wave of terrifying power erupted from Lin Feng's body,
Like a storm bursting forth without warning, sweeping violently across the entire sealed desert!
The force was so immense that even Xiao Yixian, who had advanced into the mid seventh-tier Soul Realm just a month ago, couldn't withstand the pressure and was forced several steps back!
"Looks like… he succeeded…"
Sensing the terrifying soul power radiating from Lin Feng, Xiao Yixian's charming face shifted slightly, her voice soft with awe.
"This soul pressure… it really is just like Dou Qi cultivation— the further you progress, the more frightening the gap becomes between stages…"
Shaking her head helplessly, she couldn't help but compare her own strength to his.
Even though she had used the Soul Spirit Fruit to reach mid seventh-tier, standing against Lin Feng, who had just stepped into the peak seventh-tier, she still felt completely overwhelmed.
This wasn't just a small gap;
It was like the difference between a Four-Star Dou Zong and a Peak Dou Zong. If a real fight broke out, she would be utterly crushed within moments.
"Buzz…"
Just as Xiao Yixian was marveling at the change, the wild, chaotic waves of soul power around Lin Feng suddenly began to calm and stabilize.
The turbulent energy streams neatly gathered, flowing harmoniously back into Lin Feng's body, like a mighty river returning to the sea.
"Heh! After three long months of cultivation, Lin Feng, you've finally stepped into the peak seventh-tier Soul Realm! Looks like the day of my resurrection… is finally within reach!"
Before Xiao Yixian could even speak, Tian Huo Zun Zhe's excited voice burst out
as his phantom form leapt from the storage ring.
The old man's expression was brimming with joy, his figure trembling faintly.
After hundreds of years living in this half-dead, neither-man-nor-ghost state, he was finally seeing the hope of regaining a physical body again.
No one but him knew just how torturous these centuries had been.
"Look at you, old man…"
Lin Feng slowly opened his jet-black eyes, a faint arc tugging at his lips as he glanced at Tian Huo Zun Zhe,
"With that expression, anyone who didn't know better would think you just had your soul power breakthrough, not me."
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