The medicinal ingredients for refining the Spirit Abyss Pill were much simpler than those for the Heavenly Life Pill, and they were available in Feng City's medicinal ingredient warehouse.
Although Mo Tianxing had also brought his own ingredients, Han Feng did not accept them.
Inside the alchemy room, Han Feng started the cauldron to refine the pill.
For a Ninth Grade Profound Pill Alchemist, even if his spiritual strength and Dou Qi were still at a lower level, it did not hinder him from displaying his superb alchemy skills.
Bang!
A huge, crimson medicinal cauldron flew out from the Ethereal Sea Storage Ring. Like a giant beast landing, it emitted a tremor, and at the same time, the cries of ten thousand beasts echoed in his ears.
This was a cauldron from the Heavenly Cauldron Ranking—the "Myriad Beasts"!
Boom!
An azure flame ignited in Han Feng's palm. Driven by his spiritual strength, the flame turned into a tide and surged into the Myriad Beasts Cauldron.
The Heavenly Flame, Sea Heart Flame, plus the Heavenly Cauldron, Myriad Beasts Cauldron.
Such a setup was being used to refine a batch of fifth-grade Spirit Abyss Pills.
The medicinal pill should feel incredibly fortunate.
Half an hour later, Han Feng walked out of the alchemy room with the Spirit Abyss Pill.
"Sect Master Mo, here is the Spirit Abyss Pill you requested."
Settling the payment immediately, Mo Tianxing was very satisfied after inspecting the goods. He stood up to take his leave.
"Many thanks, Master Han Feng. If you have time in the future, you must come and visit my Black Emperor Sect."
"Of course."
Han Feng returned the courtesy with a smile and watched Mo Tianxing and his entourage depart.
This Mo Tianxing was rather interesting. A dignified Dou Ancestor expert, yet he was so polite to him, a mere Dou Emperor.
Although part of the reason was his status as a sixth-grade alchemist, not everyone could possess such magnanimity.
In Han Feng's eyes, there were no clearly defined good and bad people.
Nor was he some self-proclaimed, righteous hero.
Different standpoints meant different worlds. He knew very well who his true enemy was.
The Hun Clan, Hun Tiandi.
Perhaps from an outsider's perspective, some might think that Hun Tiandi had great ambitions, a firm will, and an extraordinary aura.
Planning for a thousand years, using any means necessary to become a God, even at the cost of sacrificing his own clansmen as a blood offering—from a certain point of view, it was indeed quite "admirable."
But this did not in the slightest diminish Han Feng's resolute killing intent towards Hun Tiandi.
Because he and his friends were all victims.
That was all.
Returning to the alchemy room, Han Feng took out the collected medicinal ingredients and then "cleansed" the cauldron once with the Sea Heart Flame.
It was time to begin.
With a flick of his finger, the flame rose. The ingredients flew into the cauldron one by one, turning into balls of essence liquid under the high temperature, then compressed and refined.
The sixth-grade Life Jade Essence entered the battlefield in the middle stage of the refining process. As soon as it entered the cauldron, it showed signs of melting. Han Feng formed a hand seal, and the Life Jade Essence stabilized, differentiating little by little under the control of his spiritual strength.
When the Life Jade Essence had differentiated into twenty bright white spots of light, Han Feng flicked the leaf of the Heavenly Fragrance Spirit Wood into it.
The speed was extremely fast. The crystal-clear leaf, as thin as a cicada's wing, cut through the air and heatwaves, arriving near the spots of Life Jade Essence in the blink of an eye.
"Condense!"
Han Feng released his control and changed his hand seal. The two main ingredients immediately gathered together. The Sea Heart Flame seized the opportunity, crazily licking the leaf, and fusing the two.
Drip, drip, drip.
Time passed, minute by second, like water dripping through stone.
The embryonic form of the seventh-grade Heavenly Life Pill finally took shape slowly under the tempering of the Sea Heart Flame.
Its crystal-clear surface flickered with specks of silver light, as if it had a life of its own.
Rumble!
The sky suddenly became overcast with dark clouds.
At this moment, more than five full days had passed since he began refining the Heavenly Life Pill!
The guest alchemists in Feng City all stopped what they were doing, came outside, and looked at this scene in horror.
"This, this is... a phenomenon!"
"As expected of Master Han Feng, he has refined another sixth-grade pill!"
However, at this moment, a sharp-eyed fifth-grade alchemist tremblingly stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky.
"No, it's not just a phenomenon, this... this is..."
The fifth-grade alchemist's body trembled with excitement as he watched the "silver snake" slowly emerge from the dark clouds.
"This is Pill Lightning!"
According to the records in the alchemist's codex, only a seventh-grade medicinal pill could summon Pill Lightning!
The pill that Master Han Feng was refining now was not sixth-grade, but seventh-grade!
A seventh-grade medicinal pill was practically a myth to the alchemists of the Black-Corner Region.
Only a few who had been to the Central Plains had ever seen a seventh-grade pill with their own eyes.
"A seventh-grade pill already possesses spirituality. I was once fortunate enough to see one at an auction in the Central Plains. It is said that such a pill can walk on air!"
"Walk on air? Isn't that something only a Dou Ancestor expert can do?"
"Hahahaha!"
Several alchemists chatted and laughed among themselves, all looking incredibly excited.
Today, those among them who had never "eaten pork" had now seen a "pig run."
Unlike the cheers in the city, Han Feng's expression was calm at this moment as he silently gathered his strength.
He had gotten a little too carried away with this refinement, making it a bit too perfect. As a result, the Pill Lightning it had attracted was more than three times stronger than it should have been.
Fortunately, he was quite experienced in dealing with Pill Lightning, so there was no need to panic.
The Sea Heart Flame in Han Feng's palm transformed into a heavy blue ruler. Crisscrossing cracks, like gullies, covered its surface with strange patterns that glowed with a profound luster.
This was his weapon from his previous life, the Heavy Xuan Ruler.
However, its accompanying Mysterious Yellow Flame had been replaced by the Sea Heart Flame.
Feeling slightly unaccustomed, Han Feng grasped the ruler's hilt and looked up at the sky.
The Pill Lightning had already taken shape. A pillar of lightning about 3.3 meters wide, carrying the might of heaven and earth, descended majestically.
Han Feng took a deep breath. The Heavy Xuan Ruler, formed from the Sea Heart Flame, slid across the ground, creating ripples of water.
"Flame Splitting Tsunami Ruler!"
Swoosh!
The body of the ruler slashed through the air. A semicircular arc of an attack flew up from the ground, heading straight for the heavenly lightning.
The people in the city watched this scene nervously. The next second, something that shocked everyone happened.
That single, weak-looking circular slash actually tore an opening in the pillar of heavenly lightning with ease. It then surged upwards fiercely, splitting the dark sky in two.
Boom!
A huge explosion erupted in the sky. The lightning tribulation dissipated, and the dark clouds quickly hid themselves.
Only azure energy, like a tide, rippled out, sweeping across the entire sky.
"What a blue sky."
Everyone looked up to admire this scene. Even in the Black-Corner Region, a place of countless slaughters, such a beautiful scene had its own significance.
Han Feng had already turned his back after executing the "Flame Splitting Tsunami Ruler."
This was not blind confidence, but a perfect familiarity with his own strength.
Er... perhaps it couldn't be called perfect, after all, the commotion was a bit too big.
Returning to the alchemy room, the seventh-grade Heavenly Life Pill floated quietly above the Myriad Beasts Cauldron, its body emitting specks of spiritual aura and a fragrant aroma filling the air.
Seeing Han Feng approach, the Heavenly Life Pill seemed to have a mind of its own. It flew up and circled around the ceiling.
Han Feng flicked his finger. A halo of spiritual strength accurately shot into the pill, and the Heavenly Life Pill immediately flew back into his hand.
What was originally a mid-level seventh-grade pill had been refined by him into a high-level seventh-grade one.
This would be more than enough to repair his hidden injuries.
Without further ado, after leaving the alchemy room, Han Feng turned and entered the training chamber.
He sat down cross-legged, swallowed the Heavenly Life Pill in one go, formed a hand seal, and began to refine it.