Ancient Gods

The figure sat down silently beside Mo Yang. Although the figure was hazy and the cheek was covered by a mysterious force, it was a real person, and Mo Yang did not notice anything unusual.

He sat cross-legged for a long time to adjust his breathing. After adjusting his own state to the best, he stopped, exhaled a long breath, and then opened his eyes.

The figure still sat silently beside Mo Yang, but when Mo Yang glanced over, he did not see any figure. There was still nothing in Mo Yang's sight.

However, Mo Yang had reached the realm of creation after all. Although he did not sense anything unusual, he also had a wonderful feeling in his heart. It was just that the feeling was indescribable. The second floor of the Star Emperor Tower gave him a sense of tranquility and peace that he had never had before.

In these days, he has always been alone. To fight against the whole world, the loneliness in his heart is inevitable, but at this time, the loneliness disappeared inexplicably, as if there was an invisible person silently accompanying him.

After Mo Yang stood up, he looked around, sighed, shook his head in self-mockery, and then walked to the furnace of creation and began to make pills.

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And that figure stood beside the furnace of creation, watching Mo Yang's extremely skillful alchemy skills, watching Mo Yang put the herbs into the furnace, his blurred cheeks seemed to be filled with a trace of relief, and it can be seen that he seemed to be smiling.

But Mo Yang could not perceive all this, let alone see it.

He just felt that the second floor of the Star Emperor Tower was a little different today, more peaceful and more tranquil than before, and his state of mind seemed to be different from before. For some reason, the loneliness disappeared without a trace.

This time, he set out to refine a kind of elixir that had never been refined before. It was a precious elixir recorded on the last page of the Divine Alchemy Path. Although the description of this elixir was only a few words, it seemed to have the magic of bringing the dead back to life, and more than that.

And the name of this elixir was even more amazing, called the Refining Spirit Pill.

Although Mo Yang knew that he had already achieved a high level of attainment in alchemy, let alone on the Xuantian Continent, even under the vast universe, he was not weak, but for this kind of Refining Spirit Pill, Mo Yang still had no great confidence in his heart.

This time, the time for refining the elixir was also exceptionally long. He refined the medicinal materials one by one, and two hours had passed. In the whole process, Mo Yang actually consumed nearly 50% of his strength.

Even he was shocked. Since he set foot on the path of alchemy, he had never encountered such a terrifying elixir, and the consumption of true energy was so amazing.

This time, the alchemy was no weaker than a life-and-death battle. A layer of fine beads of sweat permeated his forehead, and even his breathing became rapid.

Time passed silently, and another hour passed in a blink of an eye. The alchemy reached the most critical moment, and Mo Yang also focused all his attention on the furnace of creation.

The figure standing next to the furnace of creation was still there. She had been standing here silently, but Mo Yang ignored her and could not see her or capture her existence.

She obviously knew that the alchemy had reached the most critical moment, and her attention seemed to be focused on the furnace of creation.

Mo Yang directly mobilized all the true energy in his dantian at this time. The medicinal materials consumed this time were extremely precious. If he failed in the last step, the loss would undoubtedly be extremely huge.

He moved his hands quickly, changing the alchemy formula. It seemed that everything was going well. However, at the last moment of condensing the pill, it seemed that the medicinal power contained in the various medicinal materials was too amazing, and they could not be completely integrated together.

When Mo Yang noticed something was wrong, his face suddenly changed. He had been worried about this problem before, but he didn't expect to actually encounter it.

Those medicinal materials were extremely powerful and contained extremely amazing medicinal power. When condensing the pill, the repulsive force was extremely terrifying.

Although Mo Yang used all his strength to bless it, he could only barely stabilize it and prevent it from collapsing, but it still could not be truly integrated.

Mo Yang shouted in a low voice, and at this moment he could not care about anything else. He instantly activated the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons and the Soul Sacrifice Technique, and raised his strength to the strongest.

Watching the pill slowly condense, Mo Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but this process seemed a bit too long. After a full stick of incense, the pill was only condensed by two-thirds. However, the long-term operation of the Soul Sacrifice Technique would produce a backlash force. If the pill is not condensed as soon as possible, once the backlash force appears, this pill refining will definitely fail.

"The Soul Sacrifice Technique cannot continue to operate, otherwise it will also harm me..." Mo Yang whispered to himself.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He gritted his teeth and could only forcibly interrupt the operation of the Soul Sacrifice Technique. In order to continue to condense the pill, Mo Yang directly attracted a ray of the power of the Star Emperor Tower.

Even though this force was only a tiny bit, it was still the power of the imperial soldiers. Mo Yang had tried his best to control it. However, the moment the force fell into the Creation Furnace, it seemed to dissolve the essence of the medicinal materials inside.

Mo Yang sighed inwardly. He had seen the result. He knew that the Spirit Refining Pill had failed.

He had originally planned to stop because it was too late to save it. The force could not be withdrawn.

However, at this moment, the Creation Furnace trembled slightly, as if a third force suddenly poured into it. The essence of the medicinal materials that were about to be dissolved was not damaged at all. Moreover, the force that fell into the Star Emperor Tower seemed to be controlled by something and softened instantly. The force seemed to be weakened by several percent.

Mo Yang was stunned, and his mind was blank for a while, because this was beyond his understanding, beyond his control, and beyond his expectations.

Could it be that the tower spirit secretly helped?

This was the first reaction in his mind.

"Boom..."

Then, the Creation Furnace shook with a bang, accompanied by a terrifying breath, and three pills with divine aura condensed in an instant.

Looking at the three pills, Mo Yang's heart finally fell to the ground. He took a deep breath, hurriedly raised his hand and shot out a stream of true energy, wrapped the three pills, and then carefully examined them.

The quality was much better than he expected, and the medicinal power was condensed. After the divine aura circulated for a few breaths, it was absorbed into the pills. Only a unique fragrance permeated the entire floor of the Star Emperor Tower.

Mo Yang did not dare to be careless. He took out the white jade bottle he had prepared in advance, put the elixir into it, and then sealed it with his strength. He looked forward and said, "Thank you for your help, senior!"

Mo Yang naturally thought that it was the tower soul who helped him, but he did not know that it was not the tower soul who helped him, but the figure who had been standing next to the furnace of creation.

The tower soul did not show up, nor did it respond. In Mo Yang's opinion, this was in line with the tower soul's character. He smiled and said to himself, "This old guy is good in every way, but his character is too bad!"

Then he sighed and said, "Now at this time, only you are with me..."

The figure standing next to Mo Yang did not know what the expression on her face was. Seeing Mo Yang sitting cross-legged on the spot and starting to regulate his breathing, she seemed to subconsciously raise her hand to gently stroke Mo Yang's forehead.

Although everything was silent and invisible, Mo Yang suddenly frowned and opened his eyes to look around.

At that moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, as if his loved ones were right beside him. This was definitely not a feeling that the Tower Spirit could bring him.

But that feeling was fleeting. After looking around, Mo Yang smiled and shook his head, sighing softly, this was just an illusion.