Three years later, in the Indeterminate Star Cave
On this day, the Star Cave was filled with rolling fire qi, and the air was incredibly scorching.
At this moment, around the slowly rotating Star Core, there were several alchemy treasure tripods suspended in midair – some pitch black, others shimmering with silver light, and still others a clear amber.
Each alchemy tripod was enveloped by a Spiritual Fire. Floating up and down within the flames, they gradually gave off a variety of strong elixir fragrances.
Zhao Sheng was sitting cross-legged above the Star Core. His body had already merged with the giant column of fire, waves of frightening and majestic Divine Thought, like a storm of dragon tornadoes, enveloped an area of a thousand zhang.
