The massive cauldron phantom blazed fiercely.

As the flames burned, the cauldron phantom began emitting rumbling roars.

"Boom rumble rumble~"

The air around the cauldron phantom distorted from the intense heat, forming scorching hot air currents.

Wherever they passed, even the void seemed to sizzle and crackle as if being scorched.

Beneath this awe-inspiring spectacle, many cultivators flying through the air from afar were drawn over. They watched this scene from a distance, astonished expressions on their faces.

These cultivators were all elites of the cultivation world, possessing some understanding of various strange phenomena.

But such a enormous cauldron phantom and such terrifying alchemy scene—they were witnessing it for the first time in their lives.

"Who exactly is performing alchemy here? To actually trigger such astonishing phenomena!" one cultivator exclaimed in amazement.

"Judging by the scale of this cauldron phantom, the grade of these pills must be absolutely extraordinary!" another cultivator added.

For a moment, everyone discussed fervently.

That was the direction of Snowveil Commerce.

When did Snowveil Commerce acquire such an alchemist?

The attention of various forces converged upon Snowveil Commerce.

This gave Miao Zhishun a massive headache.

He never would have imagined that the other party's so-called "alchemy" would turn out like this.

Miao Zhishun wasn't sure whether this was ultimately good or bad news for Snowveil Commerce.

Currently, many forces had begun contacting Snowveil Commerce.

Seeking information through indirect channels.

"............"

Li Xuanxiao stared directly at the cauldron, the spiritual flame in his chest continuously surging toward it.

This spectacle would likely continue for some days.

Yet Li Xuanxiao understood that such massive commotion also brought greater danger.

The higher the grade and more precious the pill, the longer it typically took, unless one possessed special heaven-defying methods.

Li Xuanxiao took a deep breath and looked at the silver needle in his hand.

After a moment's hesitation, he plunged it into his own chest.

At this moment, the inside and outside of the cauldron seemed to have formed two separate worlds.

Li Xuanxiao's soul power began to burn.

Even his lifespan was being consumed, the spiritual energy within his domain wildly drawn out, forming a vacuum vortex.

The medicinal liquid inside the cauldron churned and rolled, ten types of immortal herbs transformed into essence by the true fire burning with soul power.

They rapidly merged, the process appearing as if slowed down countless times yet perfectly clear.

Each collision and fusion left behind dazzling pill pattern embryos resembling spatial rifts!

The pill embryo struggled to form at the core of the temporal vortex, remaining only as a mass of distorted light and shadow.

Complete chaos, fragmentation, collapse—the energy surge no longer boiled but raged violently.

The cauldron body shook intensely, emitting an awe-inspiring aura of ancient majesty.

Li Xuanxiao's body shuddered violently, the silver hair cascading like a waterfall behind him whipping about as if caught in a fierce gale.

Crimson blood trickled from the corner of Li Xuanxiao's mouth.

In the air, the originally enormous cauldron phantom now appeared somewhat unstable.

A faint ripple spread across the cauldron's surface, as if enduring some tremendous pressure.

Just then, the heavens became shrouded by a thick layer of dark clouds.

The clouds rolled and surged like ink,

At the center of these clouds, a purple tribulation cloud slowly condensed.

The tribulation cloud resembled a gigantic eye, coldly looking down upon Li Xuanxiao below, radiating a heart-palpitating pressure.

As the tribulation cloud continued to condense, dull thunder began rolling across the sky.

As if the Heavenly Dao was roaring in anger, venting its dissatisfaction and hatred toward this ant daring to steal fate.

Not enough!!

Faster still!

Must go faster.

Li Xuanxiao's eyes narrowed, his voice almost a roar.

As the Frost Venom Toad was thrown into the cauldron, icy power rapidly spread.

Li Xuanxiao could only intensify the burning.

"BOOM RUMBLE RUMBLE—!!!"

"............"

Simultaneously.

The Self Corpse Li Xuanxiao spat out a mouthful of blood,

He could feel the main body burning its lifespan.

Nan Gongwan nearby hurried forward to support Li Xuanxiao, her face full of concern.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Li Xuanxiao stood up again.

"He's gone mad."

Ever since that major incident occurred in her family and she was saved by Li Xuanxiao,

Nan Gongwan had already devoted herself wholeheartedly to Li Xuanxiao.

Serving him closely, she had learned the secret of his Self Corpse.

This left Nan Gongwan with somewhat complicated feelings.

Under heaven, there were actually two Li Xuanxiaos.

So which one was real, and which was false?

However, Nan Gongwan soon figured it out.

There was no real or false—the Li Xuanxiao before her was real.

"Is it that person?" Nan Gongwan tentatively asked.

"Yes." Li Xuanxiao didn't conceal it.

"Does it affect you greatly?"

"Not too much impact, just temporary discomfort."

Li Xuanxiao wiped the blood from his mouth, speaking lightly.

"Will he... die?"

Nan Gongwan asked again.

"How would I know." Li Xuanxiao spoke as if discussing something unrelated to himself. "Perhaps he'll die, perhaps not."

Li Xuanxiao pondered for a moment.

"Never thought he would go this far for Di Nü Feng."

Li Xuanxiao thought of Di Nü Feng and shook his head.

"Let's go."

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Various elements violently clashed here—this was a gathering place for exiles, heretic cultivators, desperate fugitives, and madmen seeking power breakthroughs.

Also the place Li Xuanxiao currently wanted to visit.

"............."

Cangzhou's realm.

Mozi irritably tapped his fingers against his knee.

With each tap, the gigantic mountain beneath him—

the land inhabited by countless tribes—would experience massive earthquakes and shaking.

Finally, the guardian deity worshipped by the local tribes carefully appeared and approached.

"Greetings, Senior."

"Are you a Mount Shushan disciple?" Mozi coldly glanced over.

Just this glance made the local guardian deity, this being who had always held himself high, tremble all over.

The guardian deity trembled fearfully, unsure how to respond.

"Not a Mount Shushan disciple, yet you dare disturb me."

Mozi casually waved his hand, annihilating the guardian deity's body and soul without even looking.

Soon, a disciple came to report.

"Well? Any news?"

The disciple remained silent for a moment. "That person's movements are too elusive, truly difficult to track down."

Mozi struck again, killing the messenger. He looked at the remaining people and said coldly:

"Everyone search! Those who find no clues—die!"

"Yes!"