One, two, three!
My strength grew ever greater, and my speed increased ever faster.
Soon, the red things were sucked into the furnace one by one.
The furnace was like a bottomless pit; anything that went inside would be completely absorbed.
That speed made me a little uneasy; very quickly, it reached nine hundred and ninety.
At this point, I started to lose my composure.
Because the 999th one is none other than Old Knife!
In other words, there is only one way to complete this final ritual: to treat the old knife as that red energy and devour it directly. Although it is a bit cruel, there is no other way.
I gritted my teeth and continued to exert my power.
Finally, it was Old Knife's turn. Old Knife also put down his hands, choosing to give up resistance and fulfill my wish.
"Brother Chen, I just remembered something. I was instructed by Brother Luo. Although Brother Luo told me not to say anything, there are some things I don't want Brother Chen to worry about. Brother Luo is still alive, and he's in Shenwu County!"
Old Dao seemed to sense his impending death, and before he died, he gave me a very valuable piece of information.
I was stunned. I had considered that Lao Luo might not be dead, and that Lao Dao was probably arranged by Lao Luo, but I never expected that Lao Luo was actually in Shenwu County.
"I originally wanted to come back alive and tell Brother Chen, but there's no way. It looks like I'm definitely going to die this time!"
Old Dao's gaze fell upon the furnace, which had already absorbed a considerable number of souls and was continuously refining them.
And now I feel that if Lao Dao enters this furnace, it won't just be a matter of nine deaths and one chance, but a matter of ten deaths and no chance of survival!
I looked at Fatty Sister again. This time she didn't say anything, as if to tell me that this was inevitable.
Old Dao's body began to float upwards, and finally, right in front of me, he entered the furnace.
Snap!
With a sound, the stove was turned off.
I could hear a gurgling sound coming from inside, like a washing machine, probably because it was constantly refining the red energy inside, including Old Knife.
When I think back to what Lao Dao said, I feel uneasy.
Fatty Sister showed no sign of telling me to stop, so I had no choice but to grit my teeth and continue refining.
"Xiao Chen, continue to control the Seven Demon Kings to resist the power of this formation, and at the same time, put your own consciousness into the furnace!"
Fatty made me a very strange request. She actually asked me to multitask, using my own consciousness to control the Seven Demon Kings on one hand, and on the other hand, to put a portion of my consciousness into this furnace.
Hearing this, I gave a bitter laugh: "Sister, you want me to die!"
That's right. If I really did that, and something unexpected happened, there would only be one outcome for me: certain death.
This is like walking on a knife's edge; any mistake could lead to utter ruin.
"Xiao Chen, do you believe me?"
Fatty was staring at me, and I met her gaze. I could tell that Fatty's condition was getting worse and worse.
It was as if this power could shatter Fatty's consciousness at any moment.
I hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Although I feel that if I continue like this, I will probably die, I am still willing to believe what you say, sister!"
"To die is to die!"
After I finished speaking, I felt a great sense of relief, as if I had suddenly let go of something.
When Fatty heard what I said, she looked incredulous. She clearly hadn't expected me to say that.
"Don't worry, I wouldn't lie to you!"
Fatty forced a smile, a smile that broke my heart.
I followed Sister Pang's instructions and infiltrated my consciousness into the furnace.
The other part of consciousness continued to control the Seven Demon Kings.
As my consciousness was about to enter the furnace, I was surprised to find that there was a faint protective film around my consciousness. This protective film was what Fatty Sister had brought.
I was even more moved; this must be Fatty Sister's final act of protection for me!
I could feel that blue power, constantly helping me block out resentment.
When I looked at Fatty, she had already disappeared, vanished completely.
As time passed, the contents of the furnace were completely refined. When the furnace was opened, the energy, just like before, flew directly back to its original location.
I stared intently at Old Knife.
Unfortunately, only 998 strands of energy flew out. As for the last strand, it was Old Knife's, but this strand of energy never came out.
I'm feeling a bit down.
Through my celestial eye, I saw the old knife inside. Although it was in the form of energy, I could actually sense a tiny bit of moisture within the ball of light inside.
"Old Dao, is he really still alive?"
I was a little excited. I didn't expect that Lao Dao was still alive, because that little bit of moisture was telling me that Lao Dao had peed!
He urinates when he encounters something he's afraid of; this is a characteristic of Lao Dao, and it will never change.
Perhaps it heard my voice, because the energy inside became even more agitated.
I am now using the Seven Demon Kings to defend against the attack from above. The night sky above is like a net that has enveloped me.
"Damn it, time is running out, Old Knife, if you can hear me, hurry up and come out!"
I felt the pressure. I'm not very familiar with controlling the Seven Demon Kings yet, and I can't send all of their power back.
If this drags on, there will only be one outcome: utter ruin.
I started praying that Lao Dao would come out soon.
However, the old knife inside the furnace struggled incessantly, but it was unable to break through that barrier.
I raised an eyebrow; it seemed like she was lacking energy.
"Old Dao, you really have foresight. Sometimes I really feel like you're doing it on purpose!"
I sighed and then took out the blood vial from earlier.
It's filled with Old Knife's blood.
I discovered that besides suppressing evil spirits, Old Knife's blood has another important function: restoring some energy.
After thinking it through, I opened the bottle and poured all the blood inside into the stove.
The next second, the furnace seemed to boil over, producing violent fluctuations.
In less than five seconds, Lao Dao's energy flew out like a giant bubble.
At this moment, Old Knife, return to your post!
Seeing this, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
I stared intently at Lao Dao, trying to gauge his condition.
Finally, after about a minute, Old Knife appeared in the ninety-ninth position.
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