At a thought.
A small, exquisite spirit cauldron appeared before Cheng Buzheng, spinning lightly.
Then.
With a sweep of his sleeve, Cheng Buzheng flung out the Dao One Spirit Cauldron. It abruptly expanded and hovered in midair.
At the same moment, Thunder Dragon Heavenly Fire transformed into a long, majestic thunder dragon. After circling once through the air, it plunged beneath the Dao One Spirit Cauldron.
Blazing flames of thunderlight roared to life.
In an instant!
The temperature within the Quiet Room soared to heights ordinary people could scarcely comprehend.
Time flew like an arrow, gone and never returned!
In the blink of an eye.
Several months passed.
This day.
The temperature inside the Quiet Room suddenly plummeted by a great deal.
Even so, it remained a temperature unbearable to ordinary people.
Heat waves rolled and surged!
Yet the temperature in the Quiet Room continued to fall.
All because the Thunder Dragon Heavenly Fire beneath the Dao One Spirit Cauldron had long since condensed into a thunder dragon and entered the body of the figure upon the Cloud Bed.
At the same time.
Cheng Buzheng, seated cross-legged on the Cloud Bed, formed the final Seal Technique.
A low shout left his lips.
"Edict!"
In an instant, streams of coiling black smoke rose from the thumb-sized vents in the lid of the Dao One Spirit Cauldron.
Thick smoke billowed!
That was right.
These streams of black smoke were the remnants left behind after refining Blood Linglong.
They were also the final cleansing of the newly formed Magic Treasure before the cauldron was opened.
Very soon.
The black smoke dispersed, and the Quiet Room became clear once more.
At the same time.
The lid of the Dao One Spirit Cauldron slid aside on its own.
Immediately after.
A dreamy, illusory blood-red radiance