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Han Yan had his own reasons for doing so. Fire and ice naturally couldn't be tolerated. If the liquid from a God Beast's skeleton was added, it wasn't impossible for it to fuse together. If he could fuse these three types of energy together and produce a new type of liquid, the power of the Magic Treasure would surely rise to an unbelievable level.

Han Yan's eyes flashed, and continued to practice on the Dragon Subduing Cauldron, the temperature in the cauldron quickly increased, and the speed of refinement also multiplied. In the blink of an eye, the Fire Dragon Crystal and the ice crystal were refined. After the Fire Dragon Crystal melted, it turned into a fiery red liquid, and the ice crystal melted into a silver-white liquid.

At the moment, there were three types of liquids within the Dragon Subduing Cauldron. Yellow divine beast liquid. Red and silver white liquid lay on either side of him, clearly separated from each other.

These three liquids seemed to be unable to fuse together, but Han Yan did not believe it. He had already felt it just now. The yellow liquid from the God Beast's bones contained a strange energy that could fuse any energy. If one borrowed the strength of this yellow liquid, it was not impossible for it to fuse with.

Han Yan's mind moved, dividing them into three, entering the three different types of liquids at the same time, controlling them to fuse together. First, he poured the red and silver liquid into the yellow liquid. This step went smoothly. Soon, the two liquids fused with the yellow liquid. When the two strands of energy fused again, a powerful force of rejection appeared.

The repulsive force became stronger and stronger, and in less than three breaths, the Dragon Subduing Cauldron began to tremble slightly. If this continued, not long later, a huge explosion would occur. The huge explosion might actually heavily injure Han Yan. Although it was unlikely that he would be scared out of his wits, it was hard to protect his body.

Han Yan's forehead was full of cold sweat. He tried his best to control the balance of the two liquids, no longer producing the power of rejection. At that critical moment, Han Yan suddenly remembered something. This kind of thing could increase the success rate of refining pills. Would different energies fuse together?

Although he couldn't be sure, he could only try his best in this situation.

Han Yan patted the storage bag on his waist, took out a bottle of Star Tear and poured it into the cauldron. Han Yan was probably the only one who could create such a crazy artifact forging process. Forget about how difficult it was to obtain all these things, even if there were, there probably wouldn't be many people who would be willing to take out so many things. What if he failed? Not only did his physical body become useless, but he also wasted these heavenly and earthly treasures.

At this time, the wisest decision was to leave this place.

Han Yan did not do so. Although leaving would minimize the damage, and could even protect his physical body, if he left, it would be equivalent to wasting all his effort. Han Yan could not believe that ice and fire could really be merged together. He nervously watched what kind of changes the Star Tear would create after it fell into the liquid.

The Star Tear had landed in just a short moment, but to Han Yan, that moment was even longer than ten million years.

With a clatter, the Star Tear fell into the liquid and disappeared.

Not only did it not have the slightest effect, the power of expulsion was also increasing at an extremely fast speed. Originally, it would take half an hour to explode, but right now, it would only take a few breaths of time. At this moment, Han Yan had to make a choice. If he left now, he could still protect his flesh and blood.

Han Yan hesitated for a moment, before turning to leave. He couldn't afford to gamble. He wasn't fighting alone now, he still had to think for the two girls and his parents. If he died, Xiao Yuyao and the others wouldn't be able to leave this place. Just as he was about to leave, the Dragon Subduing Cauldron's swaying speed slowed down, and the repelling force also quickly weakened.

Seeing this scene, Han Yan's heart was in ecstasy. He knew that the Star Tear had worked, and in a fit of madness, he took out another bottle of Star Tear and poured it in. The hundred drops of Star Tear merged into the liquid, causing the repelling force to weaken even further, to the point that there were signs of it fusing together. Han Yan's consciousness moved, controlling two different types of energy and slowly fusing them together.

Merging was a very long and dangerous process. If one was not careful, an explosion would occur.

Han Yan lacked everything, but he did not lack patience. He controlled it slowly, merging it bit by bit.

Time seemed to stop at that moment. After an unknown period of time, the three different types of liquids were contained within the cauldron. No, it would be more accurate to say that the four types of liquids had finally fused together. The fused liquid was sky blue. Not only did it contain the berserk aura of a divine beast, it also contained the two types of energy, ice and fire. As for the huge amount of spirit energy contained in the Star Tear, it had disappeared.

Han Yan secretly let out a sigh of relief. He used his spiritual sense and was about to have the refined magical equipment, when he suddenly heard the whistling of the wind. Han Yan quickly raised his head and looked up. A thousand feet away, a violent sandstorm was blowing towards him at an extremely fast speed. "Han Yan grabbed the Hidden Dragon Tripod and flew into the air. He only landed when the sand was blown far away.

In the next moment, Han Yan started refining the treasure. He first used the liquid to form a shape, then used the method of cultivation and set up the array.

Time passed slowly in this manner. It was unknown how much time had passed or how many days and nights had passed. A magic treasure in the shape of a killing sword floated before him. Han Yan inserted Huo Li's primordial spirit into the sword blade and turned it into the artifact spirit. The sword flashed and released a dazzling light that circled around Han Yan once and then floated above his head, emitting a buzzing sound.

Han Yan grabbed the flying sword and muttered: "I already have a Deicide Sword, you can't use that name anymore. Since you are a replica of the Deicide Sword, let's call you the Heaven Killing Sword! " With that, he kept the Heaven's Killing Sword inside the storage bag, and then took out the Deicide Sword. There was still some liquid inside the Dragon Subduing Cauldron, he wanted to refine it again.

Just like that, another month passed, and the newly refined Deicide Sword became even more powerful because of the addition of new materials. With just the cold light emitted by the sword, Han Yan was sure that the power of this treasure was unimaginably strong. Even if it met with sky light stage cultivator, it would be able to break through his opponent's defense.

However, this was still not enough, Han Yan still had to refine more Heaven Slaughter Sword.

Han Yan floated in the air, carefully searching for the Yellow Jade Skeleton. After looking for who knows how many places, he finally found over a hundred large skeletons. Some of these skeletons were like wolves, some were like tigers, and some were clearly dragons. No matter what kind of Divine Beasts it was, it didn't matter. What Han Yan valued were their bones, but not the way they looked when they were alive.

Han Yan placed all the bones inside the Dragon Subduing Cauldron and ice crystals. As for the Fire Dragon Crystal, he kept a piece of it and threw the rest into the cauldron. With so many skeletons, refining them was quite time-consuming. Han Yan was not in a rush, there were no dangers here, even if he had to continue smelting, it did not matter, as long as he was strong enough, he could search for more treasures.

Han Yan always believed in the principle that these treasures would definitely play a role in the future if he did not miss the chance to use them.

Spring passed, autumn came. Day after day, year after year.

When the skeleton was completely melted into liquid and fused, Han Yan continuously took out the liquid and refined it into the shape of a Deicide Sword and carved it into the array. He was still unable to use the Heavenly Slaughter Sword. In the absence of the Tool Souls, he could at most barely control it, but was unable to kill as he pleased.

After all of the liquids had taken the form of the Heaven Slaughter Sword, Han Yan already had more than two hundred in his hands. Although it was still far from his imagination, he was still unable to continue refining. He rummaged through all the skeletons in the surroundings, but there were only so many left. He searched further, but he couldn't even see the skeletons.0

In desperation, Han Yan could only start moving forward.

This desert was simply too big, so big that it surpassed Han Yan's imagination. It flew for a month and still did not reach the end.

After walking through the desert, one could sometimes see scattered skeletons, but none of them had reached the refining standard. As they went deeper and deeper, the skeletons became less and less, until they could only see the bones of humans. Looking at the white and black bones, these people's cultivation was not high, and the highest was only at the Earthly Spirit Stage Realm.

As they continued to fly forward, weeds began to appear in the desert. These grasses were like the barnyard grass. The leaves were small, the roots were thick, and there were many nodes on the stem. This kind of plant's vitality was unimaginably tenacious. Its roots went deep into the ground, and even if it met with sand, it wouldn't be blown away. However, the Bagan Grass was green, and this grass was light yellow in color, as if it had been beaten by the frost.

Since grass appeared, it meant that there was water underground. Han Yan punched the ground. The fist flashed, and with a loud bang, it created a five feet deep crater in the desert. There was no water in the round hole, but the sand was quite moist. It could be seen that either it had rained here or there was a water source deeper underground.

None of this was important. As long as water sources appeared, spiritual energy would appear, and only then would it be suitable for a cultivator to survive.

Han Yan increased his flying speed, and in a flash, he was already far away. Just as Han Yan had guessed, there were more and more weeds ahead. There were also more types of weeds, and you could even see some small trees ahead. More and more trees appeared, until finally, a forest with no end in sight.

Han Yan's consciousness moved, and landed in the forest in front of him. He discovered that the potholes on the ground were filled with water, and there were even quite a few droplets of water on the leaves. There was spirit energy within the forest, but it was not dense. As his consciousness continued to penetrate deeper, the spirit energy became denser and denser, and when Han Yan felt that he was close to ten thousand kilometers, the spirit energy became denser and denser, to the point where he could not imagine it.

Although the Spiritual Energy there wasn't much different from that of Cang Lan Star, it wasn't much.

At this moment, the skeleton in the desert appeared in Han Yan's mind, as if he understood something. No matter if it was the Demonic Beast or the humans, before they died, they would rush towards this place. It was obvious that they wanted to come to this forest or go somewhere behind it. But this place wasn't too far away from the desert. Why didn't those cultivators with low cultivation level die, and why did those high level divine beasts die first?

Was there some secret at the other end of the desert? The stronger the creature, the greater the possibility of death if they wanted to escape?

Regardless if it was true, Han Yan would never cross the desert to check on the other side. His silhouette flickered as he continued to fly forwards, wanting to see what exactly was behind this patch of forest. There were many poisonous insects and ferocious beasts in the forest, and there were also a few Demonic Beast. It was just that their cultivation was not high, and the highest cultivation was only at the realm of Level Six demon beast. But there was one thing that was similar, these beasts had strange bodies, and could not be seen from the outside, it was very possible that they were all from the ancient times.

Since it was a creature, it was possible for powerful Demonic Beast to appear. Han Yan concealed his presence and secretly increased his vigilance, slowing his flight speed. After flying for half a month, they still had not seen any strong Demonic Beast, which made Han Yan very suspicious. Even if the Demonic Beast here killed each other, and had astonishingly died in numbers, wouldn't they be unable to even make a breakthrough in Level Seven for millions of years?

Just as Han Yan was puzzled, the forest disappeared and a huge mountain range appeared before him. The mountain range rose and fell continuously. One could not see its end at a glance, and no one knew where it went. In an empty space between the mountain range and the forest, there was a huge plaza. The plaza was made of bluestone, and it looked extremely ordinary. Right in front of it was a huge temple that was over ten feet tall.

The temple was in ruins, and the broken walls and walls emitted a solemn aura. After seeing it, people couldn't help but want to retreat.

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