At this moment, above the Death Battle Platform.
Within the massive Flame Pill Furnace, starlight enveloped Qin Yang's entire body. His eyes gazed at the purple-red flames that filled the sky, his expression slightly tense.
Currently, his Nine Revolutions Star Technique had reached the Third Transformation, and his physique was stronger than a body cultivator of the same level. However, within this sea of fire, he felt a wave of scorching pain across his body.
"Yuan Ming indeed has some tricks."
Qin Yang murmured softly. The starlight around him gradually faded, but despite this, the means to trap him were still far from sufficient.
"Hmph, country bumpkin, enjoy yourself in this Purple Flame Sea. I hope you can withstand a little."
Gazing at the massive Pill Furnace in mid-air, a cold arc appeared on Yuan Ming's lips, and a voice that made one's scalp tingle emerged.
"In that case, I can even refine your corpse into a human puppet!"
