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They used the primordial imperial fire to forge a furnace and forcefully endure the ordeal.
If the old golden crow fails to hold on at the last moment, Qin Feng's batch of pills will also fail.
With a loud 'boom,' Old Golden Crow's expression changed drastically.
Unparalleled pressure instantly enveloped him.
Qin Feng made a move.
He stood up and slapped out several times in succession.
Each palm strike precisely imprinted its mark on the furnace.
These marks, when combined, forcibly peel away the vitality and create a miniature version of a furnace.
All the essence of the 'medicinal herbs' is directed into this miniature stove.
Old Jinwu's golden eyes shone with dazzling divine light.
As the pressure mounted, his own Dao began to hum and tremble.
"Even if we can't hold on, we have to!"
Old Golden Crow gritted his teeth: "I am, after all, the current Great Emperor. If I fail to withstand it, the backlash will surely leave me with an indelible Dao injury."
"If this mark were to leave a scar, I would probably become the most tragic emperor of my time in history. Not only would I be unable to dominate the world, but I would also perish in the passage of time because I became a furnace."
The Qilin Emperor and the others felt a pang of sorrow for the old Golden Crow, but at this moment they did not offer any assistance, nor could they do so.
Beside him, Chuan Ying, unusually, didn't tease Old Jinwu, but focused intently on Qin Feng's actions, as well as Old Jinwu's.
Seeing the old Golden Crow like this, he also realized how different he was from the real emperor of the time.
If I were in Old Jinwu's position, I simply couldn't handle it.
The Emperor is always the Emperor.
"Fellow Daoist Golden Crow, hold on!"
Suddenly, Qin Feng let out a soft shout and flicked his finger, sending a series of forbidden spells into the miniature furnace.
Upon hearing this, the old Golden Crow became completely focused, unleashing the peak state it could reach in this lifetime.
In that instant, the sudden pressure was comparable to the pressure of being in the late stages of a second life, fighting for the last glimmer of hope.
Even if you can't hold on, you have to. If you fail, future generations might make fun of you.
The Golden Crow Emperor was never inferior to anyone in his life.
One can die on the road to conquering forbidden zones, but one must never perish while being used as a furnace.
Qin Feng pressed down with one hand, and the large furnace beside the small furnace collapsed.
The small stove flew towards the dome, and Qin Feng reached out again, forcefully grasping the small stove in his palm.
The next moment, streaks of dark light shot out rapidly from the small furnace.
No more, no less, a total of twelve dishes.
Chapter 80 The Seal of Reincarnation, the Great Cycle of Heaven and Earth, and the Self-Reincarnation of the Human Body
Twelve streaks of dark light were flying.
The old golden crow was also flying along.
It wasn't pulled by the energy flow; it was simply thrown away.
For the great emperor of this era to be thrown around like this is an utter disgrace.
Behind them, the Qilin Emperor, the Xuanwu Emperor, and the Wanlong Emperor joined forces, their fierce power forcefully catching the old Golden Crow.
With a loud 'boom', the old Golden Crow transformed into its true form, letting out a mournful cry, thus avoiding being blasted directly out of the Heavenly Court.
However, in the end, they reached the edge of the Heavenly Court and were about to touch the Heaven-Sealing Forbidden Technique set up by Qin Feng.
"It's so dangerous!"
Old Golden Crow sighed, "Fellow Daoists, thank you very much. Otherwise, my old face would have been recorded in history."
The great emperors of antiquity are revered by later generations.
The Yin Emperor and the Sun Emperor were ancient emperors of the human race in the Primordial Era. In the most turbulent times, they fought their way out of chaos and created a bright and peaceful world for the human race.
Even in the present ancient era, people of later generations all hold the Yin Emperor and the Sun Emperor in high esteem.
What if I were really thrown into the vast universe?
The cultivators of the vast universe saw it, and it has been passed down through the ages.
Old Golden Crow dared not imagine what it would be like if he were still alive at that time, and what he would see people from later generations whispering among themselves.
"Look, that's the Golden Crow Emperor from the ancient times. He was blown away by the Heavenly Emperor when he was making medicine."
"If even alchemy can make someone leap and fly, shouldn't the Great Emperor be invincible in this world?"
"Who knows? The wonders of this place can only be known by the Golden Crow Emperor."
Thinking about these things, Old Golden Crow couldn't help but blush with embarrassment. He absolutely wouldn't allow it to happen; it would be so shameful.
Qin Feng chased after the twelve streaks of black light.
The giant hand fell mercilessly, its immense size covering the entire sky and pressing down forcefully on the twelve pills.
A myriad paths intertwine, and boundless fire burns from nothingness.
Qin Feng spat out a stream of light, and with a soft shout, his giant hand dispersed all twelve beams of dark light.
A moment later, twelve pills floated in front of him.
Each pill was jet black and shiny, with a hazy mist occasionally bursting out from it.
There are many Dao patterns on the surface of the elixir, a total of nine.
Each one is incredibly profound, leaving one unable to fathom its depths.
"There are twelve in total, which is a pretty good number of finished products."
Qin Feng returned with twelve corpse pills.
The twelve corpse pills hovered in his hand, forming a ring.
The dark light flickered, and the gray mist swirled around it; at first glance, it did not seem like a miraculous elixir that could bring the dead back to life.
It can be said that if these elixirs fell into the human world...
Countless cultivators would not regard it as a precious medicine; they would avoid it at all costs, fearing that they would be shrouded in the gray mist and deathly aura, ultimately leading to their death and the dissipation of their cultivation.
"Is this elixir truly safe to consume?"
The old golden crow slowly recovered, looking at the twelve corpse pills, which were pitch black and looked eerie no matter how you looked at them.
This feeling is similar to when I went to the underworld with Qin Feng back then.
That vast and boundless underworld gives one the feeling that if you are buried there, you should perish.
The first impression of these pills is that they will cause immediate death after consumption, let alone any talk of reversing life or not.
The Qilin Emperor, the Xuanwu Emperor, and the Wanlong Emperor looked at each other in bewilderment.
Even before the elixir was completed, the slightest wisp of life essence that leaked out made them feel vibrant and alive.
But nowadays...
They actually made them take the Nine-Turn Corpse Pill.
Even though he once looked down upon the ages, he still hesitates a bit now.
Qin Feng was not surprised by the concerns of the three, including the Qilin Emperor. He understood the reasons behind it all.
It should be understood that when the path to immortality truly opened in later generations, those with a great chance of becoming immortals even fought their way to the gates of immortality.
Ultimately, because the immortal sects wanted to cleanse everything and eliminate the imperial laws on the supreme being, they were hesitant and failed to be the first to reap the rewards.
In the end, Ye Fan was the only one who managed to send his wife and daughter, as well as half of Laozi and Shakyamuni, into the Immortal Realm.
"It looks rather unsightly, but its efficacy is undeniable; it is safe to take."
Qin Feng replied confidently, "But this pill is the first one I have ever refined. You will only know its specific effects after you have taken it."
Having said that, Qin Feng said no more.
He can vouch that there's nothing wrong with the Corpse Pill, but the rest of the choice is in the hands of the Qilin Emperor and the others.
He doesn't force anyone to take it or not.
"I come!"
At this moment, Wanlonghuang spoke.
Suddenly, he was like the invincible emperor of yesteryear.
Seeing the pathetic state of the corpse pill, even though he was the one who valued his life the most, he took the initiative to step forward.
"Since entering the Primordial Ancient Mine, I have dreamt of eternity, all for the sake of competing on the path to immortality."
Emperor Wanlong said, "Seeing Fellow Daoist Fengtian living against the tide in the mortal world, I have gained some insight. If I continue to sleep, perhaps I will have no hope of becoming an immortal."
"In that case, why not take this moment and fight to the death to survive, and with my imperial mandate, safeguard the eternal future?"
Having said that, Wanlonghuang grabbed a corpse pill.
Without saying a word, he swallowed the corpse pill directly into his mouth.
A dense aura of death enveloped him in an instant.
An unparalleled power began to spread from the Heavenly Court outwards.
The potent medicinal effects rapidly repaired Wanlonghuang's acupoint, and this process continued.
Half a day later.
There was a loud bang.
All paths resonate, and the Great Dao cries out.
A colossal dragon, stretching for countless miles, suddenly vanished from the heavens, crushing the ages.