Although he still needed to carry out some personal calculations when carving runes, his speed was still much faster than others.

However, this time he did not hand over the black bricks immediately. Instead, he secretly transferred the carved bricks to other rebellious monks hiding nearby.

This way he wouldn't arouse suspicion by handing in too many black bricks in one day.

Master Ku would come over from time to time to take a look. He was the biggest threat in the plan.

But every time this happened, the formation that heated the entire cauldron would suddenly fluctuate. It would either be too cold or too hot, which troubled him so much that he had no time to take care of anything else.

This is because the main force providing spiritual energy to the formation are the prisoners from Luanshiling captured during the battle.

They were trapped in underground cells, squeezing spiritual energy every day to provide sufficiently fierce spiritual fire.

Huyan Longan once had a high reputation in Black Stone City. He used the spirit stones he had accumulated in the past to bribe some jailers and went in to communicate with the prisoners inside.

As long as he passed the signal, the prisoners below would increase or decrease their firepower output together.

They have the largest number of people, and when they work together, the temperature of the spiritual fire will fluctuate significantly.

If it is not adjusted back in time, the entire refining process may be destroyed.

That's how they divert attention.

A bit cumbersome, but effective.

While maintaining safety, they could probably mix thirty problematic black bricks into the cauldron every day.

As the construction deadline was getting closer, we could barely get the required number of 200.

During this period, Jiang Li also asked Huyan Longan about the specific situation of the Blood King Cauldron and got some useful clues from him.

Just as Jiang Li thought, the purpose of building this big cauldron is to help the Blood King's Crown gradually recognize its master.

This Blood King's Crown was left behind by a rebellious prince during the Immortal Cultivation Dynasty seven to eight thousand years ago. It contains the energy of a blood dragon, and whoever obtains it can defend against millions of blood soldiers.

This huge cauldron was built in order to refine those tens of millions of blood soldiers.

Once the big cauldron is completed, all the survivors left in Blackrock City will be thrown into the cauldron and trained into blood soldiers.

Then, as the Wantumen, they are the ace troops that can be killed and destroyed endlessly.

If it is not stopped, Dachongshan will probably be the first target of this army.

Therefore, the rebellious monks of Luanshi Ridge wanted to stop all this, and Jiang Li also had to stop this from happening.

As the black bricks were melted and added piece by piece, the Blood King's Cauldron was finally completed before the deadline.

It was clearly a large tripod made of metal nails, but there was no visible trace of any marks on the surface.

Now the only step left is to temper and awaken the spirit.

But before that happens, some people will die.

After the last black brick was added, all the formation masters were driven out of the venue.

Then, the temperature of the entire venue began to soar.

Before quenching the spirit, the entire cauldron needs to be burned red to unify the entire rune.

Huyan Longan, who was hiding in the crowd not far from him, had a rather grim expression on his face.

Because the energy required to push the formation to such an extreme level would drain all the fire-attributed monks in the dungeon.

They were destined to never wait for rescue.

"Master Ku, you did a great job."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind.

Jiang Li seemed to have become a helpless child. A ferocious beast passed by him, causing his body to instinctively tense up and he could hardly move.

A noble man wearing a red crown came from behind him and passed by him closely. The people around him made way and respectfully called him the head.

Jiang Li also hurriedly followed suit and saluted without revealing any flaws.

This is the leader of the Wantu Clan. Looking at his gentle and noble appearance, it is hard to imagine that he is actually the leader of a demonic sect.

He patted Master Ku’s shoulder.

Master Ku habitually wanted to curse, but when he saw that it was the headmaster coming, he quickly restrained himself and put on a smiling face.

Fortunately, he completed the refining of the cauldron a few hours earlier. If he had completed it a few hours later, that hand would have probably hit him on the head.

The leader of Wantu Sect, Wu Fan, was not afraid of the high temperature in the formation ahead. He walked into the formation, reached out and grabbed one of the legs of the Blood King Cauldron, and then picked up the entire Blood King Cauldron as if it were a teacup and began to fiddle with it and inspect it.

The scene was like an ant lifting a car easily. The exaggerated power gathered in a human body looked very incongruous.

While being shocked by the great power, Jiang Li and his companions were also worried that the other party might see something.

Fortunately, the parts that Jiang Li had tampered with were all on the sides of the bricks. After they were melted into the tripod, they were completely covered and could not be seen with the naked eye.

Wu Fan nodded in satisfaction, but ultimately couldn't see anything wrong.

With a bang, the huge red cauldron was put back on the ground.

The leader of the Wantu Sect stretched out his hand and grabbed a pitch-black shadow from a distance.

When it was far away, it didn't seem like anything, but when the thing got closer, Jiang Li realized that compared to it, the train looked so slim and short.

“Holy Spirit!”

Not far from Jiang Li, Huyan Longan's voice was suppressed almost through gritted teeth.

The giant snake with scales all over its body as black as jade was the belief of the immortal world in Luanshiling. When they were not yet strong enough, they protected the human race here. But now it was killed and its corpse was played with like this.

Any monk from Luanshiling would be furious when seeing this.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and took two steps towards Jiang Li.

"You'd better leave quickly, there will be a big mess here at midnight tonight!"

He stuffed a special snake scale into Jiang Li's hand, and then left with the others.

He now has to go to the dungeon to rescue the prisoners.

The snake scales were the key to finding the dragon ball. This guy was trustworthy. Jiang Li originally thought he was just writing a bad check to deceive him, but he didn't expect that he would actually fulfill his promise.

A big knife suddenly appeared in Wu Fan's hand. With two casual swings of his hand, the huge snake body coiled in the air was cut into hundreds of pieces.

A large amount of snake blood splashed down from the air and landed on the blood king cauldron which was red.

The moisture in the snake's blood instantly vaporized on the high-temperature metal surface, creating a thick fog that obscured the view.

The essence of it penetrated into every part of the cauldron along with the blood.

The surrounding spiritual energy rushed in frantically and drilled into the cauldron to fill the huge gap in spiritual energy.

The estimated grade of the Blood King Cauldron is Earth Grade. The spiritual energy it requires is absolutely astronomical. There is no place where earth veins converge around it, and the spiritual energy in the air was completely drained in just a few moments.

The Wantumen was well prepared for this.

A large amount of mid-range and high-quality spirit stones were poured into the big cauldron. They captured the Luanshiling area and looted countless spirit stones and treasures.

Then the giant snake's corpse, which had been chopped into hundreds of pieces, was also thrown into the cauldron.

A transparent snake shadow emerged from the snake corpse, but was immediately captured by the Blood King Cauldron, struggling and roaring continuously inside the cauldron.

At the same time, a blood dragon emerged from the Blood King Crown above Wufan's head and roared at the big snake below.

He wanted to forcibly refine the guardian spirit beast of Luanshi Ridge into the spirit of the Blood King Cauldron, which would make the Blood King Cauldron even more powerful.

But no one noticed that in this big cauldron, as the snake blood seeped into it, two hundred symbols that looked exactly like the black snake's vertical pupils were being ignited one by one.

Today is a full moon night, but the moon that rose today is especially redder than usual.

At this moment, a red bolt of lightning suddenly rose high into the sky, and unusual movements occurred in the dungeon not far away.

At this point in time, the commotion was obviously caused by Huyan Longan and his men.

But their actions surprised Jiang Li. A group of severely injured and unarmed prisoners would never be a match for Wantumen if they fought head-on.

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With the advantage of the terrain, they should have escaped quietly. How could they be discovered so easily?

Sure enough, an arrow pierced the clouds, and a large number of Wantumen monks gathered in the city rushed to the dungeon and caught all the monks who were about to escape.

A fight broke out among the escaped prisoners, but it was soon suppressed.

Then, they were locked in more than a dozen large iron cages and brought here together.

"Master, these captives tried to escape, but we have caught them. They are waiting for your decision."

There were hundreds of prisoners crammed into each large iron cage, and there were at least thousands of prisoners in these dozen or so large iron cages together.

After being captured, they had already undergone several rounds of torture. This time they were captured again, with many serious injuries on their bodies.

Many of the prisoners were missing arms and legs, and sticky blood kept flowing out from under the iron cages, leaving a trail of bright red behind them.

"It wasn't supposed to be your turn so early."

"But it's okay. Don't worry, none of you will be able to escape. After you die, you will become my strength and fight for your enemies."

Wu Fan's voice came from the air, and the blood dragon shadow above him also turned around and looked here.

The shadow of the blood dragon continued to extend and bit a large iron cage in one bite.

The phantom pulled the big iron cage and hung it above the Blood King Cauldron. Then, Hen's teeth tore the iron cage apart, and hundreds of wounded captives were poured into the Blood King Cauldron, which was rolling with surging spiritual energy.

Their Taoist bodies could not withstand that kind of refining at all and soon turned into a pool of blood. Their souls and the giant snake rolled in pain in the cauldron.

"Come on, bastards! Kill us! I won't let you go even if I die!"

"You cowards want us to bow our heads! Wait another ten thousand years!"

What surprised Jiang Li was that in the face of death, this group of monks from Luanshiling did not show any fear, and they were even cursing loudly at the monks from Wantumen around them.

He seemed to be prepared to splatter their blood even if he died.

But the Wantu clan, whose average killing rate per capita is three or four figures, has long been tired of hearing such words of clamoring for mercy before death.

They were totally unmoved and just thought it was just a noise.

One by one, iron cages were thrown into the cauldron. The wailing soul phantom and the snake body were entangled together, and would eventually become what Wantumen wanted.

It seems that Wantumen’s plan is going smoothly.

The escape plan that the monks of Luanshiling had planned in advance had also failed.

But among the more than one thousand captives, Jiang Li did not see the other five people including Huyan Longan.

Did they abandon their companions and run away? In addition, the expressions of these monks who were ready to die made Jiang Li feel very strange.

They seemed to be eager to die in that big cauldron.

Jiang Li’s doubts did not last long. The blood moon in the sky was so red that it seemed like it was about to drip blood.

Just as the blood moon reached its highest point, midnight arrived.

A vertical pupil suddenly appeared reflected on the scarlet moon.

The giant snake phantom in the Blood King Cauldron also stopped struggling at this time.

The more than a thousand wailing souls beside it no longer pretended, stood up with laughter, and rushed towards their Holy Spirit.

"Damn you Wantumen! You've been fooled!"

"Give up my remaining soul, the Holy Spirit will never die!"

"Long live Stone Ridge!"

Since it was an active integration, thousands of souls entered the body of the Holy Spirit Snake without any obstacles.

After absorbing the souls of thousands of cultivators, the giant snake's phantom began to expand rapidly, and with the help of the energy in the Blood King Cauldron below, the giant snake was recovering its former power.

The two hundred vertical rune nodes inside the Blood King Cauldron were all ignited, and this unfinished magic weapon went out of control at this time.

The vertical pupil rune carved by Jiang Li himself is the totem symbol of this holy spirit snake.

Hiding in the big cauldron means opening two hundred back doors for the Holy Spirit, allowing it to control the big cauldron.

In the dungeon just now, the more than a thousand captives did not really want to escape. They made a noise just to seek death.

Because the Holy Spirit had been exposed to the sun for too long, his soul had been severely traumatized and he might not be able to resist the power of the Blood King's Cauldron.

So after they learned of Huyan Longan's plan, they readily agreed to sacrifice themselves in order to restore the Holy Spirit as much as possible.

They made a noise and angered the Wantu Clan just to let Wu Fan throw them into the Blood King Cauldron in advance.

They knew the power of Wantumen better than anyone else, and it was not easy to rescue the captives trapped in the city.

There must be a being powerful enough to temporarily hold back Wu Fan and cause chaos in the entire Black Stone City, so that they will have a chance to rescue people.

So the Holy Spirit is their only chance.

"Wantumen! Wufan! Taste the wrath of Luanshiling!"

The blood king cauldron's red body shook violently, and the giant snake's phantom spoke in human language, roaring and pouncing towards the leader of the Wantu Sect above.

The shock waves from the explosions on both sides blew everything away.

Under the blood moon's vertical pupil, it suddenly became a ruin. Even the buildings made of black stone could not withstand such an impact.

Jiang Li was also blown away and landed in a ruin.

When I stood up again, I found chaos all around.

He took out a dazzling blood-red lotus from the coffin.

"Hmm, by the way, let me also let you have a taste of Dachongshan's wrath."

(End of this chapter)