"Luckily, I have the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art to devour the endless fire essence here!"
"Otherwise, whether I could forge the cauldron at all would be uncertain!"
Though the divine power in her Bitter Sea was vast, forming a world of its own, it would eventually run dry.
Shaping a hundred pieces of dragon-patterned black gold, even with the wondrous flames here to help-
Without enough divine power, it would be utterly impossible.
"Let's begin!"
Li Qingyue sat cross-legged, floating in the void. An enormous phantom of a treasure bottle instantly manifested around her.
An invisible devouring force spread across the entire sea of fire in an instant.
At that moment, endless nine-colored flames surged toward her.
Even wisps of fire drifted over from the Flame Saint Tree.
All of them vanished into the phantom bottle.
Within the bottle lay a mass of chaos, where countless illusory worlds were born and destroyed, and wisps of dao fire roamed.
Every flame that fell into the phantom bottle was swiftly converted into essence.
During her last tribulation, she had needed the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Coffin to shatter the lightning before she could devour and convert it little by little.
Even then, the phantom bottle had cracked several times.
Now, however, the nine-colored flames entering it could not stir the slightest wave.
They could not even shake the phantom bottle before being dissolved and converted.
Its efficiency had increased dozens of times over.
In the blink of an eye, droplets of sweet dew streamed into Li Qingyue's body like pearls threaded on a string.
Li Qingyue's hands danced. Hand seals took shape through her divine power, transforming into heaven-swallowing dao patterns that fell ceaselessly upon the hundred-odd pieces of black gold.
They were like heavy, invisible hammers.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
A succession of sounds