corpses, it was different from other corpse refining techniques, and occasionally mentioned once in a while.Records in the classics are merely a few words, vague and obscure.The Tianshi Sect either la...Jiuhua Tianlan and Sanguang Yuyi are both extremely valuable treasures that can drive cultivators mad.

Even if they were partners, it wouldn't be strange for them to become enemies.

Through their many shared experiences and mutual support, he and Yun Youzi forged a deep friendship. Now, with their friendship being tested by this rare treasure, will it change

Qin Sang hoped that the Cloud Traveler would not do something disappointing.

Qin Sang walked to the edge of the Nanming Lihuo, drew out his Wumu sword, and prepared himself, watching Yun Youzi's movements.

The Cloud Wanderer sat cross-legged in the center of the spirit formation, his expression solemn. He held a small bird spirit puppet in his palm and raised it forward, facing the Southern Ming Ember Fire.

Under the manipulation of the cloud traveler, the azure lights in the spirit formation gathered towards the bird spirit puppet, finally merging into its body.

At the same time, the little bird spirit puppet spread its wings and hopped on Yun Youzi's palm. It opened its mouth wide, greedily devouring the breath of the Southern Ming Flame.

During this process, the bird spirit puppet's bones and feathers became increasingly vibrant red, as if flames were burning inside its body, spreading outwards until they enveloped the entire bird.

It let out one last cry called "_____" and then it disappeared, truly becoming a ball of flame!

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The little bird spirit puppet inhaled the breath of the South Ming Flame, being assimilated by it. Now, the flames on the little bird spirit puppet are very similar to the true South Ming Flame.

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“Go!”

The Cloud Wanderer's hand trembled slightly.

The little bird spirit puppet spread its wings and shot forward like an arrow, straight towards the Nanming Lihuo. In a flash, it disappeared into the flames. It chose a spot pressed against the wall of the secret passage, the weakest point of the Nanming Lihuo.

'Pfft!'

Despite plunging into the flames of Nánmíng, the bird spirit puppet did not immediately burn to ash.

Deep within the flames, a shadow of a small bird appeared.

The internal fire essence of the Southern Ming Li Fire it had absorbed over many years took effect, releasing it to help the little bird spirit puppet integrate with the Southern Ming Li Fire. However, this integration couldn't last long, as the Southern Ming Li Fire essence within the little bird spirit puppet was being consumed rapidly.

After so many years of accumulation, it still can't stop the burning of the Nan Ming Li Huo's core. When these breaths are exhausted, it will be the time when the Xiaoniao Ling Kui perishes.

Now, Xiao Niao Ling Kui's body is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. At most, it can only hold on for ten breaths.

Just as the Xiao Bird Spirit Puppet was thrown into the Southern Ming Inferno, Qin Sang also acted simultaneously. Man and sword became one, his sword flying forward like a moth to a flame.

The cloud traveler clenched his palm suddenly and let out a low shout: "Open!"

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The little bird spirit puppet in the flames flapped its wings fiercely, dancing amidst the fire.

The dance was extraordinarily graceful, but there was no melodious bird song accompaniment. In the silence, it carried a touch of poignant sorrow. This would be the last trace Ling Kui, the avian puppet, left behind in the world.

The cloud wanderer used a small bird spirit puppet as a lure, effortlessly lifting thousands of pounds.

Even Lian Yuying, the ancestor of the Yuan family, dared not touch the Nanming Lihuo. At its edge, a tremor appeared, and a gap formed between it and the wall.

Just then, Qin Sang arrived coincidentally. He instantly dashed through the gap and successfully made it to the other side of Nánmíng Lìhuǒ.

Qin Sang and Nan Minglihuo brushed past each other. Before he could feel the terrifying heat of the demon fire, a gust of icy cold killing wind suddenly enveloped him.

From scorching heat to freezing cold in an instant.

Qin Sang shivered. Ahead of him, the vision was a blinding white. The killing wind seemed to carry shards of ice, mingling with the Nanming Lihuo here, creating a spectacle of fire and ice coexisting.

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It was very cold, but it wasn't unbearable yet. Qin Sang had prepared several warming talismans, but they hadn't been needed.

Judging from the previous scene, the sword qi formed a gale more formidable than the Xuan Frost Gale. The reason for this phenomenon is that the intense heat of the Nanming Lihuo neutralized the chill of the gale.

However, that extreme coldness still existed clearly, without the slightest weakening, it could directly invade the primordial spirit. If someone else came here, in a few moments their primordial spirit would shatter and be easily frozen to death.

The further you walked forward, the closer you got to the true essence of the sword wound and sword aura. The coldness became increasingly terrifying.

Compared to this place, Xuan Shuang Sha Feng is nothing. The Yuan Ying ancestor master could come and go freely in Xuan Shuang Sha Feng, but he definitely wouldn't dare to forcefully break into the Jian Qi Sha Feng.

Time was limited, Qin Sang glanced roughly at the environment, then widened his eyes and looked forward.

The secret passage indeed ended not far ahead, forming a sheer cliff. At the end of the passage, between his position and where he stood, there was a stone chamber, about the same size as the one that held the Southern Ming Fire.

If the Cloud Traveler's information is correct, a piece of the Dan Ding is inside the stone chamber.

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The stone chamber was filled with the menacing wind of sword qi, but Qin Sang was unafraid. He immediately charged into the stone chamber.

'Snore...'

A fierce wind howled, bringing with it powerful pressure.

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Qin Sang, bearing the brunt of the gale, exerted all his might and rushed into the entrance of the stone chamber. He looked inside.

The sword qi was like a knife, wreaking havoc in the stone chamber. It was obvious that there were ancient prohibitions here, otherwise the stone chamber would have been destroyed by the sword qi.

The stone chamber was empty, swept clean of anything that might have been there by the aura of the sword. However, at the center of the chamber, the aura of the sword formed a vortex, within which a faint green light flickered.

Qin Sang narrowed her eyes and looked through the green light, seeing a fist-sized piece of green bronze.

It's just a simple piece of green copper, rusted and pitted. There are no inscriptions or ancient characters on it, and the edges are very sharp, as if it were a fragment of a broken bronze object that fell here.

The green copper piece seemed very heavy, only the size of a fist, but it lay firmly on the ground, allowing the strong wind to blow, unmoving.

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Under the embellishment of sword qi and gusty wind, one can truly feel the extraordinary nature of this object, its ancient and dignified aura!

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Qin Sang took a glance, but he didn't feel any divine aura from the green bronze piece. He hoped this wasn't all in vain.

Clang!

A sword cry rang out, the black wood sword's blade energy surged, and it slashed fiercely towards the whirlwind of evil winds.

Qin Sang's foot suddenly pressed down, taking advantage of the chaotic whirlwind, and rushed into the center of the vortex, reaching out to grab the green bronze piece.

Qin Sang was on guard, but to his surprise, the green copper piece did not react at all. He grasped it in his palm, and a warmth spread through his hand.

Having been eroded by sword qi for countless years, the bronze piece remained unscathed. This is what a fragment of a divine artifact should be like!

Qin Sang secretly sighed with emotion, admitting that this broken copper was extraordinary.

He grabbed the brass piece, lifting it with all his might. To his surprise, his body suddenly plunged downwards, failing to lift the brass piece and nearly causing him to fall.

How come it's so heavy!

Qin Sang cursed under his breath, hurriedly increasing his true essence and pouring it into his palm. Finally, he managed to grab the green bronze piece.

It has only been three breaths of time so far.

Qin Sang got the green bronze piece, it was much lighter than Yun Youzi had imagined. He even had time to search the stone chamber and examine the green bronze piece.

Standing here, I can see more clearly. The stone chamber is empty, swept clean by the sword qi. There's nothing left except the green bronze piece.

Moreover, regardless of whether Qin Sang poured his divine sense or true essence into the green copper, it was like a stone sinking into the sea with no reaction.

Apart from being unusually heavy, the green copper piece had nothing else out of the ordinary.ated to mine. I won't deliberately conceal it from you, nor will I use this to coerce you into anything...">At this point, Qingzhu’s voice paused slightly, and she suddenly changed the subject, asking...