Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 77: The Discarded Fourth-stage Technique Refining Master

Chapter 77: Chapter 77: The Discarded Fourth-stage Technique Refining Master

"It’s now," the Alchemy Master from the Skywind Sect suddenly spoke. With a thought, he used his Soul Power to pull out the Fire Dragon Grass from the ground, making it levitate in the void.

"Boom!" A golden cauldron over three meters high was taken out from his storage ring and smashed onto the ground.

Immediately after, he clasped his hands into different handprints, continuously changing them, creating afterimages in the air. Profound Mystery seals hit the cauldron. "Clang!" Suddenly, the lid of the cauldron flew up into the sky as Fierce Flames ignited within, like a Fire Dragon tumbling, trying to burst forth from the cauldron.

Then, one by one, herbs were taken out from his Storage Ring and thrown toward the cauldron, where the flames swept them up and into the fire.

"Go!" With a low shout, the levitating Fire Dragon Grass also flew towards the cauldron, falling into the sea of fire inside. "Clang!" The lid that was flying above heavily sealed back down, trapping all the escaping flames back inside the cauldron. At this moment, it seemed like a chaotic burst of energy was shaking the cauldron violently.

The handprints became faster, "Clang, clang, clang!" The middle-aged man circled around the cauldron; symbols of Alchemy Runes emerged on the palm of his hand. He struck one palm at each of the four corners—east, south, west, north—of the cauldron, and the vibrating cauldron immediately stabilized.

All was done in one go! After finishing these steps, the middle-aged man poured his Soul Power into the cauldron, at last beginning the true Alchemy process.

He controlled the flames in the cauldron with his Soul Power, tuning their intensity for each herb’s properties, the flames wrapping around each herb distinctly, refining them through combustion.

"Now!" Shi Feng conveyed a message to Yuel Wushuang with his Soul Power.

Executing a Soul Attack, the Nine Nether Soul-shocking Seal, Yuel Wushuang sent it silently towards the Alchemy Master from the Skywind Sect who was in the midst of refining.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man from the Skywind Sect, with his Soul Power entirely focused in the cauldron, was at his most vulnerable when the Nine Nether Soul-shaking Seal struck his mind, causing him to abruptly contort his face in grotesque agony, howling skyward as if mad.

Shi Feng looked toward Yuel Wushuang to see his face pale, his body weakened, slumping to the ground, gasping for air. Fully exerting the Nine Nether Soul-shaking Seal against a Fourth-stage Technique Refining Master with Fourth-stage Soul Power, Yuel Wushuang’s soul also suffered substantial drain.

"Well done!" Shi Feng smiled at Yuel Wushuang, giving a thumbs up, "Now it’s my turn."

"Brother Fengg, what’s happening?" The two guards by the Skywind Sect man’s side saw his sudden abnormal behavior and their faces changed drastically, rushing over to check on him.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The cauldron, which had previously stabilized, was now chaotically vibrating again due to the loss of control.

"Not good! Protect Brother Fengg!" The man in the golden robe with the dragon pattern shouted and immediately picked up the Skywind Sect man. Together with the man in blue, they flew swiftly away to the distance.

"Boom!" A thunderous roar shook the heavens and earth as the golden cauldron exploded in an instant, the Fierce Flames sweeping in all directions, like ancient Fierce Beasts devouring everything.

Even from over ten meters away, Shi Feng was also engulfed in blood-colored flames, embracing Yuel Wushuang. The two became enveloped in fiery flames, warding off the fierce flames that swept over.

After the explosion, within a fifty-meter radius, the area was unrecognizable, a complete mess, especially the site of the explosion, where a large, deep crater had formed.

Shi Feng drew back the Blood Flame into his body. Just then, two dark figures suddenly rushed forward and landed in front of Shi Feng and Yuel Wushuang.

The shrubbery where Shi Feng and Yuel Wushuang had been hiding had been annihilated in the explosion, leaving them completely exposed.

The two people were the same Golden Robe middle-aged man and Blue Robe middle-aged man from before. Now their faces were smudged with black ash, their clothes tattered, resembling beggars who had crawled out of a coal mine, completely lacking the imposing presence they had before, looking quite disheveled.

And in Golden Robe man’s arm was an unconscious Alchemy Master from the Skywind Sect, who was no better off compared to the other two.

Under the protection of the Sacred Flame, Shi Feng and Yuel Wushuang’s clothes were still spotless, creating a stark contrast with the others.

"It was you, you damned couple, who did this! You won’t die a good death!" The Golden Robe man glared at Shi Feng and Yuel Wushuang and snarled viciously. At the same time, his right hand formed a claw, shining with a golden light, and he reached straight for Shi Feng’s head.

"Hmph!" Shi Feng let out a cold snort, his left fist shining with a ghastly white light. "Netherworld Fist!" He threw a punch, and "bang!" his fist clashed with the man’s claw. The Golden Robe man felt a surge of cold and powerful energy transmitting from his palm, spreading throughout his body, causing him to be flung backward, flying four or five meters before crashing heavily to the ground together with the man from the Skywind Sect in his arms, "boom!"

"Overestimating your abilities!" Shi Feng uttered disdainfully, then stood up slowly from his crouching position.

"Who the hell are you?" After seeing Shi Feng send the Golden Robe man flying with one punch, the Blue Robe man’s expression changed drastically, and he didn’t dare make a rash move. This young man possessed such Martial Arts Cultivation, and he knew very well that the Golden Robe man’s Martial Arts Cultivation was a Three-star Martial King, scarcely one star less than his own.

"You dare fight back!" The Golden Robe man pushed the Skywind Sect man off himself, flipped up from the ground, looking even more ragged, and bellowed, "I swear on the honor of the Golden Peng Royal Mansion, I will annihilate your entire lineage!"

"Cough, cough... cough, cough..." Suddenly, violent coughing sounds came from beside the feet of the Golden Robe man. The Skywind Sect man regained consciousness, trembling and stuffing Pills into his mouth as if he just had a heart attack.

"Brother Feng, how are you? Are you alright?" Seeing the Skywind Sect man waking up, the Golden Robe man immediately turned to him and crouched to ask.

With the Golden Robe man’s help, the Skywind Sect man propped up his upper body, extending his right hand, shaking tremendously, he ground his teeth and said with a ferocious face, "Crush... crush them... flay! their! skin! extract! their! tendons!"

"Don’t worry, Brother Feng, I will avenge you!" the Golden Robe man declared resolutely. Then he turned his head and shouted at the Blue Robe man, "Li Liuxin, what are you standing there for? Attack now!"

Hearing that snort, Shi Feng’s lips curled into a cold smile, looking toward the middle-aged man in the blue robe, named Li Liuxin.

Li Liuxin, still not taking action as if he hadn’t heard Golden Robe man’s shout, spoke lightly, "I remember now, you’re that youth the Skywind Sect has been hunting these past days."

Hearing this, the cold smile on Shi Feng’s face deepened, the blood-colored longsword appearing in his hand, he said, "No more nonsense, both of you attack together. I’m on a tight schedule."

His tone was domineering, arrogant! As if he hadn’t taken the two Martial King powerhouses seriously at all.