A pill furnace, completely emerald-green with three interlocking feet and beastly ears, sporting seven holes, floated mid-air, exuding the image of engorging itself!
Countless flames, like flocks of birds returning to their nest, ceaselessly plunged into the pill furnace, changing its color from green to red. Ultimately, it emitted a series of rumblings akin to the roar of engines.
Hum!
Hum!
Hum!
"This!"
"This!"
Even though Luo Xuan had been prepared, he couldn't help but be utterly astounded when he saw the furnace resembling a small mountain, devouring the city's flames, its surface transitioning in color.
"This is a bit too exaggerated, isn't it?"
"Is Li Jing the disciple of the Taoist of Myriad Treasures?"
"How does he possess so many treasures? How peculiar indeed, truly peculiar!"
...
Having seen enough, Luo Xuan didn't linger, transforming into a red light and vanishing amidst the flames. When he reappeared, he was already outside in the encampment.
