As he spoke, a sudden shriek emerged from the Eight Trigrams Furnace, where Mr. Wuliu's spiritual imprints screamed in agony within the flames. Along with Taiyi Geng Metal being melted by the fire, the Essence, Qi, and Spirit stored within the Taiyi Geng Metal were naturally refined as well.

"Kid, how dare you destroy my Flying Sword? It's a fight to the death between us! A fight to the death!"

Mr. Wuliu's spiritual imprint rang out from within the Eight Trigrams Furnace. Before Zhang Chen could respond, the imprint of his Essence, Qi, and Spirit had already turned to ash.

The Eight Trigrams Furnace returned to tranquility, and confronted with the raging flames, no matter how unparalleled the divine weapon, what could it accomplish?

"You've thoroughly made an eternal enemy of Mr. Wuliu. His path has been completely ruined by you. The Flying Sword was the object for his attainment of the Yang God, and now that you've destroyed it, it'll take him at least sixty years to find another divine object to achieve his goal. By then, he'll be old, weak, and declining in energy, losing any chance to reach the Yang God realm." Xie Lingyun's eyes were filled with seriousness.

"So what if I've made an eternal enemy? Mr. Wuliu stands with Prince Pingbian's Mansion, and I was born naturally opposed to Prince Pingbian's Mansion. I disfigured Zhang Xiaohua, so the hatred between us is already irreconcilable." Zhang Chen spoke indifferently.

Zhong Xiang and Xie Lingyun heard these words and remained silent, for Zhang Chen's reasoning was indeed indisputable. They could only silently pity Mr. Wuliu, for encountering someone like Zhang Chen who plays by no rules is truly unfortunate.

Just as Zhang Chen was refining the Innate Geng Metal, a sudden scream emanated from Prince Pingbian's Mansion. Mr. Wuliu coughed up blood, his voice filled with agony that echoed throughout the mansion: "My Flying Sword! My Flying Sword!"

The voice was so sorrowful to hear, and Prince Pingbian and others quickly rushed over, witnessing Mr. Wuliu sprawled on the ground continuously wailing.

Mr. Wuliu was a renowned scholar of the Confucian school and a significant figure in Prince Pingbian's Mansion, akin to Prince Pingbian's advisor and mastermind, providing schemes for the prince. Seeing Mr. Wuliu in such a state, Prince Pingbian and Zhang Xiaohua felt a chill in their hearts and hurriedly approached.

"Sir, what happened? Did someone sneak into the mansion to assassinate you?" Prince Pingbian quickly examined Mr. Wuliu's body.

Mr. Wuliu grabbed Prince Pingbian's hand, his eyes showing grief, and spoke resolutely, "Prince! That little brat Zhang Chen melted my life-bound Flying Sword! He destroyed it."

"What!!!" Prince Pingbian's expression changed drastically upon hearing this.

Mr. Wuliu was not only his advisor but also a top-notch expert at Prince Pingbian's Mansion, responsible for ensuring the safety of the mansion. With such an unexpected calamity, the future days for Prince Pingbian's Mansion would be even harder.

"Zhang Chen! It's Zhang Chen again! I must tear that little brat apart!" Prince Pingbian was filled with uncontrollable anger.

Meanwhile, in front of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, Zhang Chen continued speaking, while his sleeve-covered hand grasped that Tier Twelve Mysterious Power. Its origins were enigmatic, being the essence of the Houtu Divine Being, possessing Great Creation and Divine Power. If fused with the body, it would surely lead to him attaining the Tier Twelve Divine Being status and mastering the power of the Twelfth Tier. However, Zhang Chen's path was that of the Qi Cultivator, and though this Tier Twelve Mysterious Power was excellent, using magical power for sacrificial refining would consume much time and effort, and it's tied to the fallen Houtu Divine Being, which Zhang Chen considered a hidden danger. What if Houtu resurfaces someday?

So he might as well just melt it directly and eliminate all threats.

With this thought, Zhang Chen made up his mind, tossing a ray of yellow light into the Eight Trigrams Furnace without giving Zhong Xiang and Xie Lingyun time to see it clearly. If they had noticed his intent to melt the Tier Twelve Mysterious Power, they would likely have tried their best to stop him.

With the orb entering the Eight Trigrams Furnace, a muffled sound emanated while powers of wind and thunder surged within. A mysterious power circulated inside the furnace, intensifying the flames by threefold.

"What artifact did you throw in there? If you, kid, stealthily tossed something into the Eight Trigrams Furnace, it's surely no ordinary object, and its origin must be equally illegitimate." Zhong Xiang spoke up, understanding Zhang Chen all too well. His sneaky toss was highly suspicious.

Zhang Chen chuckled and said, "It's just a bit of Creation from ancient times."

Zhang Chen casually glossed over the matter with Zhong Xiang, while his hand touched the wall of the Eight Trigrams Furnace. Magical power surged into the furnace, aiding in sensing the situation inside.

With magical power infused, Zhang Chen sensed the situation within the Eight Trigrams Furnace. He saw that the nine Flying Swords had already been burnt red, yet they hadn't yet melted.

The earth-colored bead tumbled and soared within the furnace, emitting a faint yellow glow, seemingly resisting the furnace's heat.

"To completely melt these two treasures, the Creation must be used as firewood, the Yin Yang as workers, and the Five Elements for sculpting." Zhang Chen thought, not hesitating to draw a thread of his Five Elemental Qi source and send it into the furnace. The next moment, multicolored flames erupted within the Eight Trigrams Furnace, its power amplified more than tenfold.

Zhang Chen showed a pleased expression as the sealed Yin Yang Qi flew out from his left hand, pouring into the furnace. Then the Qi of the Five Elements and Innate Yin Yang Qi intertwined, the Five Elements evolving with Yin Yang, causing the flame's power to increase tenfold, a hundredfold. Even the Taiyi Geng Metal began to soften, while the bead started to emit earthy yellow beams, continually releasing runes, burning away the laws of order, and gradually melting inside the furnace.

At this point, the color of the flames within the Eight Trigrams Furnace had changed, evolving from five colors into seven colors, with black and white emerging alongside the five colored flames.

Yin and Yang, Five Elements transformed together, complemented by the Innate Eight Diagrams within the furnace, perfecting a great cycle, already possessing incredible work and creation.

"Interesting." Zhang Chen muttered to himself.

"Not only does it possess the effects of Innate Yin Yang, Innate Five Elements, Innate Eight Diagrams, but its gold and earth materials form a framework, containing creation I can't comprehend," Zhang Chen mused.

Returning to refining now, Zhang Chen formed a series of seal techniques into the Eight Trigrams Furnace, manipulating the furnace's Xuanji creation, continually strengthening it.

"How boring, just some empty pretense. My task is done, I'm leaving!" Zhong Xiang watched Zhang Chen form seals and couldn't discern any techniques, choosing to leave rather than waste time.

Zhang Chen didn't stop Zhong Xiang from leaving since he had fulfilled his agreement.

"Is this what you meant by treasure refining?" Xie Lingyun watched Zhang Chen's actions, pondering, "Is this the supposed Immortal Dao technique?"

"Indeed." Zhang Chen nodded.

Xie Lingyun fell into contemplation upon hearing this, "I remember some years back in an ancient tomb some Qi Cultivator treasure refining texts were uncovered, stating that a Qi Cultivator in ancient times seized Heaven and Earth's creation, Ghost God's Xuanji, possessing unbelievable abilities, and could refine incredible treasures. Is this the method you're using now?"

"Barring any surprise, it should be this treasure refining method." Zhang Chen replied.

Xie Lingyun stared at the Eight Trigrams Furnace silently, then suddenly spoke, "Have you noticed something?"

"Notice what?" Zhang Chen looked at Xie Lingyun puzzled.

"Your Eight Trigrams Furnace is using the Earth Dragon Vein of the Northern Land as fuel, continuously drawing on the Dragon Vein and powers of the mountains and rivers." Xie Lingyun's voice was full of shock, "You are draining the lifeblood of Prince Pingbian's Mansion."

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