At that moment, within the mountains and rivers of Qi Zhongbin's inner realm, a Dao-Transformed Immortal Furnace patterned with water and fire and gleaming with starlight slowly descended.
With a rumble, the immortal furnace settled on the highest summit. The mountains and earth shook, and the world blossomed with color.
At that moment, the peculiar spiritual energy within his inner realm formed a whirlwind and poured into the alchemy furnace. Streams of pill qi transformed, and wisps of Immortal Dao power rose.
Seated halfway up Broken Peak Mountain, Qi Zhongbin slowly floated into the air, while immortal spirit qi naturally rose from his body.
He opened his eyes. The world seemed different, yet a closer look suggested nothing had changed. Only when he sensed it with his mind did he perceive all manner of differences. The shifts in spiritual energy were clearer, and he could even hear joy and anger in the birdsong among the mountains.
Qi Zhongbin knew that he had finally become a practitioner of the Immortal Dao!
Without deliberately forming hand seals or casting spells, he needed only a thought for gentle breezes to move around him at his will, supporting his body as though he were drifting on soft ripples. So gentle, so comfortable-was this how immortals cast spells?
A sorcerer's arts truly were child's play in the eyes of a real immortal!
Then Qi Zhongbin looked up and saw Yi Shuyuan and the other two approaching on the wind. He immediately straightened his legs from his floating, cross-legged position and stood firmly, bowing to Yi Shuyuan with excitement, emotion, and a hint of dazed disbelief.
"Master, your disciple has completed his Dao-Transformed Immortal Furnace! I have not disgraced you. At last, I have forged my immortal foundation!"
Yi Shuyuan looked at Qi Zhongbin, gratification showing