Su Shi'er's pupils contracted and dilated without cease. Though the Candle Dragon Arrow before him had yet to be fully refined, its terrifying aura still sent wave after wave of shock through his heart.
Even as Su Shi'er stood astonished, Leng Yan's movements at his side did not stop.
Her lotus steps shifted lightly as she rose three feet into the air, hovering in the low space of the room.
As both hands danced, countless artifact-refining hand seals flew from her fingers, her surging True Yuan transforming into innumerable formation seals that scattered through the air.
The formation seals fluttered about like dancing butterflies.
Then, they drew the blazing flames and icy power in the air into the seven Candle Dragon Arrow shafts.
Struck by the formation seals, the originally translucent arrow shafts gradually took on color.
Three of the arrows turned crimson from end to end.
Three turned ice-blue throughout.
The one in the very center, meanwhile, held both ice and fire within it.
As strange light shone from the arrows, Leng Yan raised her arm again.
A miniature Fire Flood Dragon, shrunk countless times over and only slightly more than thirty feet long, appeared in midair.
Though the Fire Flood Dragon was not large at this moment, the aura it emitted was exceptionally astonishing.
It lay utterly motionless, without the slightest trace of life. Clearly, it was already nothing more than a corpse.
Yet within its body, incomparably abundant blood energy gathered without erupting, adding several degrees more pressure to the Alchemy Room.
Looking at the Fire Flood Dragon before her, Leng Yan pointed a finger. The Crimson Flame Profound Jade flew from her hand, spinning in the air and blooming with brilliant radiance.
In the blink of an eye, the Crimson Flame Profound Jade spun several times,