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Chen Li's hands trembled as he held the Dream-Severing Divine Herb and the hedgehog. His sister's tears and the hedgehog's feigned nonchalance felt like sharp quills, piercing deeply into his heart.
He took a deep breath and carefully stored away the two precious materials. In that moment, he no longer hesitated; he quickly sat down cross-legged and began to refine the medicine. There was only one chance, and time was running out.
With just three months left, he had to complete the refinement and enhance his strength. Every single second had to be spent wisely. The furnace ignited, and the Purple Gold Flame surged upward. Chen Li mixed the materials together and tossed them into the furnace.
He murmured softly, "Xiao Li, hedgehog, wait for me."
As he spoke, the Purple Gold Flame gently enveloped the furnace, and the temperature gradually rose. Refining Halloween required precise control of the heat; a moment's carelessness could lead to failure. Chen Li focused entirely, not daring to let his guard down for even a moment.
Following the steps recorded in the formula, he proceeded methodically. First, he used gentle heat to nourish the herbs, allowing their medicinal properties to be released fully. Then, he applied intense heat to promote fusion, perfectly combining the various medicinal powers together. Finally, he used heart fire to nurture it, imbuing the medicine with spirit.
Time passed second by second as the herbs inside the furnace gradually melted into a vibrant liquid, exuding a rich medicinal fragrance. Sweat beads formed on Chen Li's forehead, and his face turned pale; he remained fixated on the furnace, unwilling to relax his vigilance.
Three months flew by in an instant. Outside the cave, Demonic Energy churned like ink spilled across the sky. The once sturdy connection between heaven and earth had become as fragile as a cicada's wing, seemingly ready to shatter at a mere touch.
Chen Ming, once that wild child, had now grown into a tall and imposing young man. Dressed in black, his features were shadowy, with an aura of cold authority that emanated from his brows. He casually gazed at the precarious barrier before him, a cruel smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
At last, the Demon Prince had waited long enough. He whispered, his voice hoarse and icy, "The position of Demon Emperor is mine!"
As soon as the words left his lips, he raised his hand and struck down. An invisible force instantly hit the final barrier, producing a sharp crack that echoed like breaking glass as the barrier collapsed with a thunderous roar.
The sound of shattering echoed like a doomsday bell, resonating in everyone's hearts. Black Demonic Energy surged forth like a flood unleashed from a dam, roaring into the realm of humanity. The sharp cries mixed with a nauseating stench filled the air in an instant.
The once lush green mountains quickly withered under the onslaught of Demonic Energy, transforming vibrant life into a desolate gray. The vast Ancient Battlefield was being devoured piece by piece by the Demonic Energy, like a beast feasting on its prey—greedy and merciless.
Inside the Azure Dragon Temple, the atmosphere was suffocating. The once bright light was swallowed by the encroaching darkness outside, casting shadows within the temple. Fear and unease were etched on every face as they watched the rolling Demonic Energy outside, like an abyssal maw ready to consume them.
For three months, they had lived in constant dread, each day feeling like an eternity. Shen Qingyue's words had been their lifeline, offering a glimmer of hope amidst despair. But now, with Demonic Energy so close at hand and Chen Li still not emerging from seclusion, even that flicker of hope began to waver.
"When will Chen Li come out?" asked a burly man, his voice trembling as he gripped tightly onto a long knife he had picked up from the Ancient Battlefield, veins bulging on the back of his hand.
Another female cultivator chimed in anxiously, "Yes, Shen Qingyue! The situation outside is getting worse; at this rate, we won't last much longer before we're discovered."
Shen Qingyue remained silent, biting her lip tightly as her gaze fixed intently on the direction of the Azure Dragon Wall. There was still no sign of movement there, as if Chen Li did not exist at all. Her heart was in turmoil.
Three months ago, when she had given Chen Li the Dream-Severing Divine Herb and Cactus Hedgehog, she had felt pain and worry for him—fearful that he might fail.
However, during these three months, there had been occasional disturbances. Even if they were not strong, it meant that Chen Li had not failed. Yet, she was still unclear as to why Chen Li had not emerged yet.
Just then, a sharp voice suddenly pierced the silence: "Kekekeke, human ants, tremble! Your end is near!"
With the voice, a figure radiating black Demonic Energy slowly emerged from the shadows. He was tall and menacing, with blood-red eyes that glinted with a savage hunger like a beast.
"Demon Clan!" A wave of gasps erupted from the crowd, fear spreading like a plague.
"Kekekeke, I didn't expect so many little bugs of the human race to be hiding here. It seems I can have a feast today!" The Demon Clan Man licked his lips, his eyes filled with greed and cruelty.
He slowly raised his hand, and black Demonic Energy gathered in his palm, forming a massive black scythe that exuded a chilling aura.
"Die!" The Demon Clan Man swung the scythe down fiercely, the black blade sweeping toward the crowd like the Grim Reaper's scythe.
At that critical moment, a beam of golden light suddenly shot out from behind the Azure Dragon Wall, slicing through the darkness like lightning and instantly striking the black blade.
Boom! A deafening explosion erupted as the golden light collided with the black energy, releasing a dazzling brilliance that shook the entire temple violently.
The crowd was stunned by this sudden turn of events and turned to look in the direction of the golden light.
They saw the Azure Dragon Wall slowly opening, revealing a man dressed in robes stepping out from within. He had a handsome face and deep-set eyes, emanating a powerful aura as if he were a king surveying his domain.
"Chen the Boss?" The crowd looked at the figure before them in disbelief, as if witnessing a savior.
Chen Li's gaze swept over everyone, and a confident smile appeared on his lips. "Sorry to keep you waiting."
A faint golden glow still radiated from his forehead, as if a round pill within him was releasing immense power. The light flickered unpredictably, illuminating his handsome features and adding an air of sanctity to him.
Shen Qingyue looked at him excitedly, her eyes slightly red as she choked out her words: "Has Halloween been achieved?"
Chen Li nodded gently, his gaze softening as it fell upon Shen Qingyue. "Yes, it has. But I haven't had time to fully refine all my powers yet."
He paused for a moment, his expression sharpening as he turned to face the Demon Clan Man radiating black Demonic Energy. They had arrived earlier than I had anticipated.
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