698 Longdan

The task was assigned to his assistant, and he would make further arrangements after emerging from seclusion in three days.

He Chenyun moved with a light and swift gait, as if he were one with the wind, freely traversing between heaven and earth.

As they sped past the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains, He Chen seemed to sense something and waited for a moment.

A moment later, a gust of wind rushed in from the space, bringing with it gusts of wind.

Arriving in a hurry, it was Wei Ming.

Wei Ming's aura was stronger than ever before, and a powerful force surged wildly within his body, with the wind in the surrounding space faintly visible.

The Fifth Elder followed closely behind, standing respectfully and quietly behind him.

"Greetings, Master!" Wei Ming's eyes lit up with excitement, his voice respectful and deep, filled with awe for He Chen.

Within the vast territory of the Ten Thousand Mountains, there had been no rivals during this period, and Wei Ming's cultivation and perception abilities had been greatly improved.

Spreading their wings, they soar freely, moving at lightning speed, able to see farther and take in everything around them. Moreover, some of the younger members of the clan are assigned to deliver intelligence around the border town, which can be considered as making some contributions.

Following its master, it always receives plenty of rewards.

The longer and deeper Wei Ming cultivated, the more he felt his cultivation level increase, his comprehension of innate divine abilities, and his terrifyingly enhanced strength.

However, compared to He Chen's master, the gap between them is becoming increasingly apparent.

From beginning to end, He Chen's cultivation level remained increasingly unfathomable.

Like the deep sea, calm and still, yet also like the deep sea, swallowing everything, it is breathtaking.

Just now, Wei Ming saw He Chen in front of him. His aura was ethereal, like that of an ordinary person, but his figure was uncertain, as if he were illusory and ethereal, or like a god.

Deep within Wei Ming's soul, he seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, a perception derived from birds.

It felt the power of He Chen's master's wave of his hand; it was a truly soul-stirring experience.

With just a wave of He Chen's hand, the world seemed to change dramatically in an instant.

Just like the clear sky before us, it can instantly be covered with dark clouds, with lightning and thunder, as if the wrath of the heavens has descended.

Immediately, the earth trembled, mountains cracked, and rivers flowed backward, as if the entire region was under the control of Master He Chen.

Its overwhelming power, born from the terror of the soul, soared straight into the sky, its presence both fixed and unsettled, as if countless beings were endlessly cycling through life and death, dying and being reborn.

Wei Ming's soul couldn't help but tremble, deeply feeling that Master He Chen's cultivation had reached an unimaginable level.

He couldn't help but lower his head, not daring to look closely.

His sense of awe reached its peak.

Just like every time Wei Ming came into contact with Master He Chen, he could feel his unfathomable cultivation, that vast and profound power, the fear from the soul and the lack of any desire to resist.

Before him, He Chen seemed like a dazzling star in the sky, a vast Milky Way, as if hiding countless unfathomable secrets.

He Chen nodded slightly, a hint of understanding in his eyes.

After calming his shaken mind, Wei Ming softly reported, "Master."

In recent days, the spiritual energy in the Ten Thousand Mountains seems to have weakened somewhat.

According to observations, the spiritual energy has been dissipating and disappearing into unknown places during this period, and many spiritual fruits and herbs have also weakened considerably.

However, two more spiritual springs were recently discovered, seemingly appearing out of thin air. They were only the size of a jujube and disappeared after being used.

The voice revealed an undisguised worry and concern. It was astonishing that the loss of spiritual energy would reduce the chances of wild beasts gaining intelligence, which was not a good thing for the flock of eagles.

The competition for the elixir may become even more intense in the future.

The Eye of the Spirit Spring gathers spiritual spring water, and its concentration is extraordinary. It is rare to find such a thing even in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. However, two have been discovered recently, which is truly astonishing.

He Chen nodded slightly and said softly, "It's the same outside the Ten Thousand Mountains."

"Yes, Master," Wei Ming replied.

He Chen's gaze was deep. He smiled slightly and said softly, "Don't go into the inner perimeter of the Ten Thousand Mountains for now. Only after you break through to the Demon Emperor realm can you venture in and explore."

"Yes." Upon hearing this, Wei Ming was startled and nodded respectfully.

He Chen thought for a moment, then slowly took out a piece of demonic dragon flesh from his spatial ring, as if it had not been eroded by time.

The demon dragon meat was still as fresh as ever, with wisps of demon dragon aura emanating from its bloodline. Wei Ming and the Fifth Elder slowly felt the oppressive force.

He Chen's fingertips twitched slightly, and lightning and fire instantly rose in his palm. He slowly channeled his true energy into it, and it immediately transformed into a strange energy that combined the power of thunder and the scorching flames.

It was as if purple flames were born from the void, their scorching heat causing the air to explode with a thunderous roar, like divine thunder.

The tempering process was short, yet full of mystery. Under the baptism of thunder and fire, the demonic dragon's flesh gradually melted and reformed, emitting an even richer aroma.

Some invisible impurities were slightly reduced to ashes and removed one by one, leaving only the purest energy.

It slowly condensed into a pill—the Dragon Pill was formed.

The pill was a deep purple color, with patterns of lightning and flames flowing across its surface. Upon closer inspection, it looked as if two dragons were playing, like miniature versions of real dragons.

He Chen looked at the dragon pill he had personally refined, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

Following the same method, the second Dragon Pill slowly formed. The second one was easy and familiar, also the same Dragon Pill, with a faint purple light and a fragrant aroma that was intoxicating and mouthwatering.

He Chen's mind is now so focused that each strand of hair represents a thought, and many mysteries are imprinted in his mind.

Unforgettable, unparalleled throughout history, peerless, the greatest of all time.

This can also be considered He Chen's current level of cultivation.

Seeing that the pill was successfully refined without any damage, he felt a sense of satisfaction, nodded slightly, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He said softly, "Let's call it Dragon Pill."

As he finished speaking, with a gentle wave of his hand, two dragon pills shot out like meteors, accurately landing in Wei Ming's wing—his hand.

As Wei Ming felt the two dragon pills in his hand, which exuded a rich fragrance and powerful energy, his heart was filled with gratitude and awe.

He immediately bowed his head in gratitude, his obsequiousness undisguised, his voice filled with excitement, "Thank you, Master, for bestowing upon me the elixir!"

He Chen smiled gently as he looked at Wei Ming's devout expression.

He took one step, then another, and by the second step, he had disappeared from Wei Ming's sight.

Wei Ming held the two dragon pills tightly in his hand and respectfully watched He Chen leave.

Wei Ming turned to look at the Fifth Elder, his eyes filled with deep affection. He gently handed a Dragon Pill to the Fifth Elder, wanting to share this precious opportunity with him.

The Fifth Elder looked at the dragon pill offered to him, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes, but then gently shook his head, refusing Wei Ming's offer.