Chapter 31

A strange treasure descended from the heavens, shaking the four directions!

Strands of divine and demonic auras surged into the sky.

Gale winds howled, ethereal immortal clouds drifted, and beams of light flickered. A thousand spells and myriad divine abilities were displayed, all converging toward the eight-hundred-mile Flame Mountain.

None of this affected Yang Qifeng inside the Flame Mountain. He was completely unaware, and even if he had known, he wouldn't have been overly concerned. The dense flames within the Flame Mountain were enough to keep everyone out.

A red light rapidly flashed within the Flame Mountain, continuously tearing through the air.

Faintly, one could see a fire crow spreading its wings within this red light.

At this moment, Yang Qifeng was not only searching for the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace but also cultivating his flying technique.

The Rainbow Transformation Technique was one of the divine abilities evolved by the Golden Crow. In terms of speed, it was unparalleled in the world.

In ancient times, it had earned a formidable reputation, and naturally, it was extremely difficult to cultivate.

To cultivate it to perfection, the prerequisite was the body of a Golden Crow. Without becoming a Golden Crow, the Rainbow Transformation Technique could not be mastered. Due to this, the technique had fallen from the ranks of supreme divine abilities to great divine abilities.

Regardless of whether it was immortal techniques, spells, or demonic techniques, they all ultimately belonged to the category of divine abilities.

Divine abilities were divided into four categories: minor, major, supreme, and paramount.

The innate spirit that Yang Qifeng wanted to achieve was the Golden Crow.

The Rainbow Transformation Technique complemented Yang Qifeng perfectly, allowing him to fully display the power of a supreme divine ability.

The Rainbow Transformation Technique was divided into eight realms, distinguished by color: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, and gold, each representing a different level.

To determine the realm of the Rainbow Transformation Technique, it was a simple matter of observing the color of the rainbow. Currently, Yang Qifeng was at the first level, red.

Yang Qifeng had been cultivating the Rainbow Transformation Technique for some time, but in the limited world of the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace, he felt constrained. Now, he felt much more at ease.

The sound of whistling winds continuously echoed.

In a short half-day, Yang Qifeng finally discovered his target, the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace!

The Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace had transformed into a massive object, about thirty zhang long, resembling a small mountain, continuously swallowing and exhaling flames.

The flames roiled and shone brilliantly!

The flames protecting the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace ignored Yang Qifeng, allowing him to easily spread his wings and approach the furnace. Without hesitation, Yang Qifeng used his talons to cut himself, forcing out a drop of red essence blood, which he directed into the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace.

The mountain-like Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace, after the essence blood sank in, saw its flames boil, and a red light surged up, causing the outer layers of flame to shatter.

The true form of the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace, with its many damaged areas, was revealed. It had previously broken through the membranes of the thirty-three heavens and then collided with the earth, causing a massive explosion that inflicted significant damage.

The moment the essence blood sank in, Yang Qifeng grasped the general condition of the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace.

The Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace had already collapsed eight divine prohibitions and was now barely maintaining one divine prohibition, keeping it at the level of a spirit treasure. This was a great fortune for Yang Qifeng in the midst of misfortune.

"Boy, don't continue refining here. Quickly take the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace and leave," seeing that Yang Qifeng had no intention of leaving and seemed determined to refine the furnace here, the Dry Blue Demon God had to remind him.

"Without the advantage of this place, I don't know when I will be able to refine the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace," Yang Qifeng replied, puzzled.

"You are still too naive and inexperienced. Now that the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace has fallen from the thirty-three heavens, it has attracted the attention of many. If you don't leave with the treasure now, soon those who seek to seize it will arrive," the Dry Blue Demon God continued, but Yang Qifeng understood.

A strange treasure descending from the heavens is seized by the strong!

This thought suddenly sprang to mind, and with this realization, Yang Qifeng did not dare to delay. He continuously urged the Eight Trigram Immortal Furnace, which emitted a humming sound and began to shrink.

The flames that surged into the sky struggled even more intensely, forming a pillar of fire that reached both heaven and earth.

Standing between heaven and earth, it was majestic and unparalleled!

In the blink of an eye, it shrank from several dozen zhang to the size of a palm. Just as Yang Qifeng was about to grab it, a cold light flashed from a distance.

The cold light moved with ease, striking Yang Qifeng accurately.

The cold light pierced through his body, instantly dealing him a severe blow. Before Yang Qifeng could react, a pressure descended.

A restriction had already arrived, sealing Yang Qifeng's entire body, rendering him immobile.

Too strong, incredibly strong. Despite Yang Qifeng's physical strength rivaling that of a primordial spirit, he had no resistance and was suppressed in a single move. The person who arrived was not on the same level as Yang Qifeng.

No, they had far surpassed Yang Qifeng, having long achieved the immortal path.

A bitter expression appeared on Yang Qifeng's face. He had not expected to suffer such a swift retribution. His gaze involuntarily turned toward the direction of the newcomer.

The newcomer wore an elegant ancient white dress, as beautiful as a celestial being. Her long, black hair was styled into a flying bun, adorned with pearls and jade. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, with clear, distinct features, and her eyes were like a painting. Her skin was crystal clear, soft, and smooth, and she wore exquisite gemstone earrings.

Her deep, soul-stirring almond eyes were even more captivating. Her waist and upper body were straight, showcasing her beautiful, graceful lines. Her white silk dress, cut to fit perfectly and embroidered with exquisite clouds, highlighted her noble and regal demeanor, reflecting her high status.

More importantly, she had completely shed her former innocence and naivety, exuding a gentle and elegant aura of a virtuous wife and mother. Combined with her divine aura, she was even more enchantingly beautiful.

She walked gracefully, her eyes gentle as water, her white dress as pure as snow. Flames surged around her, and a paper fan moved gently with her delicate hands, creating a gentle breeze that extinguished the flames. The wind caressed her clothes, and her long, black hair flowed behind her, dancing with the wide sleeves of her dress. The sash around her waist accentuated her slender waist, like a lotus emerging from the mud, pure and unblemished, like a lily without any artificial adornment. She seemed like a celestial maiden descending from the nine heavens to the mortal world!