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The pale color, under the rapid rotation and intense refinement of the black flame, gradually spread across the surface of the flesh ball.
About a quarter of an hour later, the final trace of blood-red on the flesh ball finally faded away in silence.
At the very moment the last trace of crimson disappeared, the flesh ball trembled violently, then completely burst apart, turning into countless pale ashes that slowly drifted down.
Gazing at the shattered remains of the flesh ball, Wei Yang reached out and made a grasping motion in the air. The very last drop of blood essence was drawn into his palm and sent into the jade bottle floating before him.
Lowering his head, his gaze fell upon the interior of the jade bottle.
Inside, a fist-sized mass of purplish-red blood was quietly suspended.
Even without using spiritual perception, one could clearly sense the powerful waves of energy emanating from this mass of blood.
This fist-sized clump of blood essence was the result of extracting and refining all the blood from the hundred-zhang-long Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast into its purest form.
Wei Yang smiled faintly, sealed the jade bottle with its cap, and casually inscribed several sealing marks on it.
Once again, he reached out with his hand, and the blazing black flames surrounding him surged back like tidal waves, flowing into his palm and returning into his body.
By this time, Xian'er and the others also stepped into the air, arriving by Wei Yang's side.
"Ah Da, this is the blood essence needed to forge your new body. Before long, you'll be able to live again." Wei Yang held the jade bottle in his hand and said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Ah Da's face revealed an expression of uncontrollable excitement, and he nodded repeatedly.
After so many years, he was finally about to have a body again, to once more feel the surge of Dou Qi flowing through his veins, bringing with it that intoxicating sense of freedom and power.
Each time he thought about this, even with Ah Da's firm composure as a Dou Zun, he still found it hard to conceal the surge of emotion within his heart.
"Brother Yang, are you confident you can refine a Tier 8 pill now?" Xian'er asked curiously.
"No, I feel I'm still a little short."
Wei Yang slowly shook his head and said softly: "I've never refined a Tier 8 pill before. Although I've practiced Spirit Enhancement many times already, this is still a Tier 8 pill we're talking about — how could I dare say I'm confident? We'll only know once we try."
"Young Master's talent in alchemy is extraordinary. A Tier 8 pill won't be a problem for you." Qing Lin said with absolute confidence.
"Haha!" Wei Yang laughed heartily, his spirit surging with pride as he waved his hand and declared: "That's right, a mere Tier 8 pill definitely won't defeat me! Becoming a Tier 8 alchemist is only a matter of time!"
After a few casual exchanges, their gazes shifted downward.
Because of the death of the Sky Poison Dragon Scorpion Beast, this area had become completely silent, and not a single poisonous creature dared to appear nearby.
"Let's go, we should leave this place first." Wei Yang said softly: "The commotion here just now was too great. I'm afraid others might come to investigate. Let's find a secluded place first, so Xian'er can condense her Poison Pill and break through to Dou Zun."
"Mm."
"Let's go." Wei Yang waved his hand, turning around and shooting off toward a certain direction within the Fallen God Stream.
Behind him, Xian'er and the others quickly followed.
With the departure of Wei Yang and his group, this area once again fell silent.
Only the pitted ground and the countless spiderweb-like cracks spreading across the earth stood as silent evidence of the shocking battle that had erupted here earlier.
Deep within the western region of the Fallen God Stream.
Inside an unnamed small valley.
Thick poisonous mists coiled and drifted in the air, blotting out the sky and obscuring vision.
From the outside, it was nearly impossible to see what lay within the valley.
At this moment inside the valley, the countless poisonous beasts that originally inhabited this place had already been driven away.
Now, only Wei Yang and his companions remained here.
Not far from the valley entrance, in front of the newly carved-out stone dwelling, a bonfire was burning brightly.
The faint glow of the flames danced upon their faces, flickering between light and shadow.
Seated around the bonfire at this moment were only four people — Wei Yang, Qing Lin, Du Jiao, and Ah Da. Xian'er was not among them.
In Qing Lin's hand was a slab of unknown beast meat, which she roasted skillfully over the fire. The meat sizzled as oil dripped onto the flames, occasionally sending sparks into the air. Every now and then, she would sprinkle on a pinch of seasoning, allowing a tantalizing aroma to gradually spread through the surroundings.
"Young Master, can Sister Xian'er really condense the Poison Pill on her own?" Qing Lin asked softly, a hint of concern in her voice.
As she spoke, she couldn't help but glance toward the depths of the valley. There, a white-haired figure in white robes sat cross-legged upon a massive boulder, eyes closed, perfectly still.
The aura around her body was extremely steady, without the slightest trace of leakage.
The entire valley was shrouded in a profound silence, broken only by the occasional faint crackling of the bonfire and the soft sizzling sound of oil dripping from the roasting meat.
Wei Yang toyed with the jade-green teacup in his hand. Hearing Qing Lin's question, the corner of his eye involuntarily swept toward that direction, a trace of indescribable emotion flashing across his gaze.
However, his voice remained calm as he said: "Don't worry. She's been preparing for this day for many years. That Poison Pill method — she's read it countless times."
"The Ghostly Poison Flame is the most compatible Heavenly Flame for her physique. Plus, she has the Wind and Thunder Fury Flame's sub-flame and the Sea Heart Flame's sub-flame as auxiliary support. There shouldn't be much of a problem."
"We have to believe in her."
"Mm, I believe Sister Xian'er can definitely succeed." Qing Lin nodded firmly.
In her heart, Xian'er had already unknowingly become like a true elder sister to her.
Wei Yang smiled faintly, lowered his head, and let his gaze fall upon the jade teacup in his hand. His thumb gently caressed the delicate carvings on its surface as his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Xian'er," he murmured inwardly, "Everything you need has already been prepared for you. Now, it all depends on whether you can personally break free from this curse-like shackle and fate that's bound you since birth."
If you succeed, then from this day forth, the heavens will be boundless and the skies open to you — nothing will ever restrain you again.
At the very least, you'll begin at the level of Dou Sheng.
Fail?That's impossible.
Now, it was Xian'er's determination to rely solely on herself to take this step, to shatter the nightmare-like chains that had accompanied her for so many years. That was the only reason Wei Yang had not intervened.
Otherwise, if he were to lend his hand, there would be practically no possibility of failure.
Even so, his attention was firmly locked onto her situation. The moment he detected even the slightest sign that Xian'er was losing control or on the verge of failure, he would immediately intervene without hesitation.
Time flowed slowly, as the bright moon dipped beneath the horizon.
In the distant east, a pale sliver of dawn began to creep across the sky.
The heavens gradually brightened. Even within the Fallen God Stream, where poisonous clouds perpetually loomed, visibility had somewhat improved.
Moments later, as the morning sun slowly rose along the horizon, endless rays of light spilled across the land.
Occasionally, faint beams of sunlight pierced through gaps in the writhing poisonous mists, descending like blades of golden light stabbing into the earth, an awe-inspiring and magnificent sight.
This scene seemed almost prophetic, as if heralding the arrival of a miracle.
As though no matter how thick the poisonous clouds were, sunlight would always find a way to seep through.
Within the small valley, as the night finally gave way to dawn, the white-clothed figure sitting silently in meditation finally stirred.
At that moment—
Chi! Chi! Chi!
Waves of grayish-white poisonous mist began to seep uncontrollably from Xian'er's body, swirling around her before colliding with the surrounding air. As the two forces met, they erupted into a series of sharp sizzling sounds.
Seeing this scene, Wei Yang's eyes, which had been watching from afar, instantly narrowed.
"It's starting?" Wei Yang straightened his posture abruptly, his voice low and steady as he instructed: "Ah Da, Du Jiao — you two go guard the valley entrance. No one is allowed to enter."
"Yes!"
Upon hearing the order, Ah Da and Du Jiao immediately stood up, slightly bowed, and disappeared in a flash, shooting out toward the valley entrance.
Wei Yang also rose to his feet, leaving behind a brief command: "Qing Lin, stay here."
With that, he stepped forward, his figure flickering as he arrived a short distance before Xian'er.
He couldn't rest easy. To prevent any unexpected mishaps, he ultimately chose to remain at her side.
Opening his mouth, he exhaled gently — and a pitch-black sun slowly floated out, rising above his head and hovering in the air.
As soft black radiance spilled down, it enveloped a hundred-meter radius around them, plunging the area into darkness.
Under Wei Yang's deliberate control, this black glow contained no destructive force whatsoever. Instead, it emanated a pure, blazing warmth — a supremely yang and purified energy wrapping Xian'er within it.
In doing so, it ensured she would remain unharmed, while simultaneously exerting a suppressive effect on the source of her Woeful Poison Body.
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