Zhao Han's face was pale, and the blood spirit flame that he was proud of was now curled up in his palm. No matter how he tried to stimulate it, it was only a flame as weak as a candle.

When he had no choice but to look at Li Lingge, he found that the other party didn't even notice him. Li Lingge's whole mind was immersed in refining the medicine, as if the people present and their flames were not worth a second look.

Luo Hongying's eyes were filled with pink mist as she stared at Li Lingge infatuatedly, the flame in the alchemy furnace flickering.

"elder sister!"

Seeing that the elixir in her furnace was about to fail, Luo Yu hurriedly reminded her.

"If you can't enter the Fuyao Sect, I'm afraid you'll never see Li Lingge again in this life."

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Luo Hongying's head, making her wake up instantly.

With Li Lingge's talent, he will definitely enter the Fuyao Sect, and there is even a high possibility that he will be accepted as a personal disciple by the sect master.

If she fails to successfully refine the Huaqing Pill, her fate with Li Lingge will probably be severed.

Once she entered the Fuyao Sect, she could call Li Lingge "Senior Brother", and in the future...

Thinking of this, Luo Hongying immediately calmed down.

She would have plenty of opportunities to see that handsome face in the future, so there was no need to rush.

Although Fengjiu had already noticed the extraordinary nature of the talisman, she still couldn't help but feel a little surprised when the shadow of the God of Fire actually appeared in the void.

You know, the only person in Fuyao Sect who can condense a divine talisman is her former beloved disciple, Wei Xiang, who stirred up the world of gods.

Now, Wei Xiang has been suppressed in the God-killing Tower for five million years, and he is probably dead already.

She didn't know why, although they were two completely different people, she actually saw the shadow of Wei Xiang in Li Lingge.

It was precisely because of this that she felt a sense of inexplicable fear in her heart when she saw the Fire God Talisman.

She knew very well that the trace of fear was the shadow left by Wei Xiang.

She turned to look at the Great Elder and asked uncertainly.

"Wei Xiang has been suppressed in the God-Slaying Tower for five million years. He must have died long ago..."

At first, the Great Elder didn't understand why Fengjiu suddenly mentioned Wei Xiang who lived five million years ago. However, when he looked at the Fire God Talisman again, Li Lingge and the already blurry figure gradually overlapped.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

He didn't know whether he was comforting himself or Fengjiu.

"Li Lingge is only at the Immortal Saint level, how could it be her? Besides, she doesn't have such a high talent for alchemy."

Fengjiu nodded, but her eyes flickered, and it was obvious that she was still a little worried.

"I'll give him another test later."

"What test?"

"The Stone of Conscience."

When the Great Elder heard the words "Stone of Heart", his beard couldn't help but tremble.

The Heart-Searching Stone is one of the most precious treasures of the Fuyao Sect. It can detect whether the soul has been possessed by another and whether the heart of Taoism is firm.

Ever since the female devil Wei Xiang emerged from the Fuyao Sect, the Divine Court has bestowed this Stone of Conscience upon the Fuyao Sect.

Five million years have passed, and the Stone of Conscience has long been idle.

However, the fire talisman condensed by Li Lingge did make people feel uneasy.

After all, five million years ago, Wei Xiang had condensed the Fire God Talisman to burn down the Fuyao Sect.

"The Sect Master is indeed thoughtful."

At this moment, something strange happened.

The moment the Nine-Turn Exquisite Cauldron vibrated, a dazzling green light suddenly burst out from Li Lingge's palm.

"This is--"

The Great Elder's eyes widened instantly as he saw nine green beams of light burst out of the furnace, dyeing the sky emerald green.

On the viewing platform, Fengjiu's red gold phoenix hairpin suddenly trembled on its own.

The moment she looked up, the entire sky was swallowed up by colorful clouds.

A clear dragon roar was heard from the clouds, and eighteen green dragons condensed from spiritual energy poked their heads out of the whirlpool. Wherever their dragon whiskers brushed past, grass and trees grew wildly and spiritual springs gushed out.

"This is... the Huaqing Pill with 100% efficacy!"

The great elder's white beard danced wildly, and he looked like a madman.

Although Huaqing Pill is only an initial-grade divine medicine, it can be refined to achieve 100% efficacy. Looking at the entire Fuyao Sect, among the younger generation, Li Lingge is probably the only one who can do it.

Even Meng Yuyan could only refine Huaqing Pills with 90% of their efficacy.

Although I knew that Li Lingge had an amazing talent for alchemy, I didn't expect that his alchemy skills had reached such a high level.

There is a pill as clear as glass in the Nine-Turn Exquisite Cauldron, with nine natural Taoist patterns flowing on its surface. Every breath causes the spiritual energy within a hundred miles to rise and fall like a tide.

"Playing tricks!"

Zhao Han's roar was particularly harsh amidst the strange phenomena in heaven and earth, and the Huaqing Pill that had just formed in his furnace was blown into powder.

However, at this moment, Zhao Han no longer cared about the pills in his furnace.

"How could it be possible for a mere Immortal Saint Realm..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the Huaqing Pill suddenly burst out with a bright light like the sun. Zhao Han fell to the ground as if his throat was strangled by an invisible giant hand.

"It's really 100% effective."

However, when he saw the thunder in the sky, a smile of triumph appeared on his face again.

A divine elixir with 100% efficacy would cause a thunderstorm from heaven. Li Lingge was only at the Immortal Saint level, and there was no way he could withstand this thunderstorm.

"Li Lingge, go to hell!"

The colorful auspicious clouds in the sky suddenly surged and turned into pitch-black calamity clouds. Countless thunderbolts shuttled through the clouds like mad dragons, making a deafening roar.

Boom——

A purple-gold lightning suddenly struck, tearing through the void and heading straight for Li Lingge!

The power of the thunder tribulation is enough to reduce the sacred realm to ashes, and Li Lingge is only at the Immortal Saint realm, how can he withstand it?

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