Refining

As Huang Tian's Heavenly Demon Phoenix figure dissipated, the surrounding gray aura seemed to be startled, rapidly spreading outwards and no longer daring to approach Xiao Yan in the slightest.

Faced with this change, Xiao Yan's lips curled up slightly. These gray energies were rare and highly nourishing.

The Wind Fury Dragon Flame erupted, transforming into a majestic dragon that shot towards the gray air currents.

Under Xiao Yan's control, the Wind Fury Dragon Flame closely followed the gray air currents, then suddenly took a breath and swallowed the scattered gray air currents in one gulp.

After some gray energy was swallowed up, the Heavenly Flames showed some intelligence under the devouring and refining of the Wind Fury Dragon Flame.

It is extremely difficult for Heavenly Flames to undergo such changes; whether it is a natural mutation or acquired later, it is inconceivable.

However, now, the intelligence of the Wind Fury Dragon Flame has suddenly increased, mainly because the gray aura has a significant benefit to soul power.

However, the ferocity and other negative emotions hidden within the gray airflow were gradually refined into nothingness by the Wind Fury Dragon Flame.

Therefore, Xiao Yan continued to refine the spreading gray energy.

More Wind Fury Dragon Flame surged from within his body, and the enormous flames, incredibly intelligent, hunted down the gray currents in this hazy space.

As Xiao Yan relentlessly pursued the creature, more and more of the gray energy became food for the Wind Fury Dragon Flame, and was eventually refined.

After this continued for about an hour, not a trace of gray airflow remained in this hazy world.

Moreover, the brutal aura within it had completely vanished.

After everything was cleared away, the lingering aura hidden within the golden wings also completely disappeared.

In the empty world, Xiao Yan's soul rode a dragon and wandered around. He looked down at the Wind Fury Dragon Flame, which was gradually gaining sentience, and the smile on his lips deepened.

I never expected that dealing with part of Huang Tian's remnant soul would bring me such benefits.

At the bottom of the Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs, Xiao Yan slowly opened his tightly closed eyes.

Looking at the enormous wings that were floating up, the fierce aura that had been faintly emanating from them had faded considerably after the previous refining process.

Clearly, the remnant soul of Huang Tian within him was refined, resulting in significant effects.

After careful observation, Xiao Yan, wielding the Flame God, covered the golden wings with his palms, and a burst of brilliant flames suddenly erupted from his hands.

The soul power controlled the temperature of the dazzling flames, completely enveloping the golden wings. A terrifying temperature emanated from it, baking the entire bottom of the Nine Nether Spring like a scorching medicinal cauldron.

Xiao Yan stared intently at the golden wings scorched by the flames. As the temperature rose, wisps of gray energy burst forth again, continuously emerging from the wings.

However, under the heat of the flames, it vanished into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

"It's true that its larger size allows it to hide things. I didn't expect that even after Huang Tian from that special world was dealt with, there were still remnants of his aura within his wings. If my soul power hadn't been so extraordinary, I really wouldn't have been able to tell."

Watching the gray currents surge forth in a rush, only to be immediately baked away, Xiao Yan couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing that there was still a considerable amount of gray air current, Xiao Yan carefully controlled the temperature of the flames and then slowly raised it.

After a while, under this intense heat, the golden aura emanating from the golden wings gradually subsided.

Previously, it was continuous and seemingly endless, but now, even after three to five minutes, it is difficult for even a faint gray aura to appear.

Clearly, the gray gas couldn't withstand the high temperature of the flames and was almost completely expelled.

After two more hours of this high temperature, and with no more airflow appearing, Xiao Yan finally stabilized the temperature of the flames.

Under this firing process, the golden feathers on the wings began to slowly shrink, and the overall volume began to decrease.

Finally, its overall volume was reduced by nearly half.

Even so, these golden wings are still an enormous thing.

Xiao Yan maintained the temperature of the flames, allowing them to continue to bake and scorch.

As time went by, drops of golden liquid seeped out from the bones, and they became more and more abundant and concentrated.

After a long while, the wings in the flames completely disappeared, replaced by a viscous golden liquid.

Moreover, due to the high temperature in the surrounding area, bubbles rose to the surface of the liquid, and when the bubbles expanded to their limit, they burst open with a bang.

Gazing at the golden liquid, Xiao Yan quickly manipulated his Storage Ring, taking out various items and gradually placing them into the liquid within the flames.

At the same time, Xiao Yan continuously increased the temperature of the dazzling flames, and his expression gradually became serious.

The materials he took out were not ordinary items; some were collected, and some were obtained from simulated rewards.

As the materials were gradually added to the flames, they were refined by the flames and completely dissolved into the golden liquid, making the glittering liquid resemble a strange crystal, shimmering with colorful light.

Gazing at the liquid that was changing colors, Xiao Yan slowly withdrew his hand, and the temperature of the flames gradually decreased as he merged his soul power into it.

As the soul was poured in, the colored liquid suddenly trembled violently, as if it had come to life, and began to slowly wriggle.

After wriggling for half an hour, the colored liquid, which had shrunk considerably in size, transformed into a pair of colorful wings about five zhang long.

Within the feathers on its wings, flames seemed to flicker, and when sunlight shone upon them, they appeared to resemble flowing lava.

Gazing at the pair of wings that had taken shape, Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with barely suppressed elation. With a thought, the temperature of the brilliant flames enveloping the wings suddenly surged.

A few minutes later, the flames gradually returned to the Flame God, and the Flame God's figure gradually dissipated.

Under the intense heat of the new round of firing, the large wings, which were about five zhang long, were reduced to miniature wings the size of a palm.

Xiao Yan flicked his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto his wing, allowing the wing to absorb it.

Immediately afterwards, the wings transformed into a beam of colorful light and shot into Xiao Yan's body.

As the wings entered his body, the Purple Cloud Wings that Xiao Yan had previously fused with fell down and took over the spot where they had been.

After attaching the Purple Cloud Wings and storing them in his Storage Ring, Xiao Yan channeled his Dou Qi into his back. Colorful light flashed, and a pair of large wings appeared behind him.

With a slight flap of its wings, the wind and thunder energy between heaven and earth immediately roared and resonated with it.