Chen Fusheng arrived at the Pure Yang Great Sea and opened the Source.
He took out the half-asleep Golden Crow Supreme, along with the half-asleep Golden Crow Divine Mace.
After waiting for the Pure Yang Spirituality to inspect them, he was overjoyed. "This method works. Even if I can't fully open the Mother Furnace, I can still open a crack and let you go inside to absorb energy."
Chen Fusheng relaxed. In recent years, his path of evolution had nearly ground to a halt.
He had suffered from a lack of resources, but now things were different. He had finally managed to get his hands on some!
Boom!
The Pure Yang Spirituality used these two fellow sufferers as kindling and tossed them beneath the Mother Furnace.
The Mother Furnace possessed a spirit and began operating on its own, radiating the flames of order. Even Chen Fusheng's Primordial Spirit throbbed with unbearable pain.
He was startled. These flames of order were terrifying—they were the Mother Furnace's source flames!
"Ah..."
The Golden Crow Supreme, who had been sleeping soundly, was jolted awake by the pain. "How did I turn into roast chicken? I must be dreaming."
"You damned Golden Crow Supreme, you've gotten me killed..." the Golden Crow Divine Mace wailed miserably. It had been turned into a fire poker.
"Be sure to preserve the Golden Crow Divine Mace's creation matter. I can use this opportunity to nourish my natal weapon." Chen Fusheng watched quietly.
"Don't worry. I'm very familiar with this kind of operation."
The Pure Yang Spirituality glanced over the Golden Crow Supreme's charred-outside, tender-inside legs and wings. With order as his blade, he chopped them off with a splurt and handed them to Chen Fusheng to replenish his body.
"This is going too far! I'm a Supreme!"
The Golden