Chapter 906: The Power of Divine Sense Combat Technique

"Master? Are you okay?" Wu Huo saw Wu Yan's facial features twisted together, and his face was covered with beads of sweat, which kept dripping down. He knew that he was suffering from unspeakable pain at the moment, so he nervously sent a telepathic message to him, "Do you want Xiao Wu to stop supplying Xuanji Tianling Fire?"

Wu Yan gritted his teeth, endured the indescribable pain of his consciousness, and sent a telepathic message in a trembling voice: "No, continue to supply Xuanji Tianling Fire, the cauldron star core is absorbing and fusing smoothly!"

In the moment when he sent a telepathic message, a faint black smoke rose from the silver-white cauldron.

After Wu Huo noticed this situation, he was shocked. He thought that Wu Yan's consciousness star core had some problems when fusing the Xuanji Tianling Fire, which caused the Xuanji Tianling Fire to start burning Wu Yan's consciousness. He asked again in shock: "Master, your cauldron is starting to emit black smoke. Is there something wrong?"

Wu Yan was also startled, and his twisted cheeks, which had gradually calmed down, showed a look of shock at this moment. However, after sensing it for a moment, Wu Yan's face showed a trace of joy, saying: "There is no problem with the fusion. These are impurities in the consciousness that cannot be fused with the fire attribute, and they are being burned out!"

Only then did Wu Huo feel relieved and continued to supply Wu Yan with the origin fire.

In the quiet room, it was completely quiet. Wu Yan controlled the cauldron star core, constantly absorbing Wu Huo's origin fire, and carrying out the difficult and painful fusion.

However, this fusion process cannot be completed in a short time after all. Moreover, the pain of fusion is far beyond what ordinary people can bear. With Wu Yan's extremely tenacious temperament, he can only endure it for one day at most. If it is longer, there will be problems and mental breakdown.

In this way, one day of fusion and one day of rest, time slowly passed in this monotonous but not boring absorption and fusion.

One day three months later, in the quiet room where Wu Yan practiced, Wu Huo, as usual, was continuously providing Wu Yan with the origin fire for his consciousness origin star core to absorb and fuse.

The color of the cauldron floating in the air has also changed from the initial silver-white to a fiery red color as it has been absorbing the Xuanji Tianling Fire for three months. Its appearance has also changed from a square cauldron to a round flame furnace.

"Wu Huo, continue to increase the power of the origin fire."

Wu Yan frowned slightly, as if he was quite dissatisfied with the supply of fire power below.

"Master, this fire power is already the strongest fire power that Xiao Wu can spit out, and it can no longer be increased by a bit." Wu Huo said with some fatigue and helplessness.

Wu Yan took a deep breath, and the dissatisfaction in his expression gradually disappeared, replaced by a trace of relief.

"If this is true, then there is no need to continue to provide the Xuanji Tianling Fire. It seems that this fusion has been completely successful."

Looking at the round furnace star core floating in front of him, Wu Yan finally smiled.

After three months of continuous absorption and fusion, the origin star core of the divine consciousness fire was finally successfully condensed by him.

After receiving Wu Yan's order, Wu Huo immediately chirped happily and flew up with its wings flapping. It seemed that Wu Yan had been constantly pulling it out to provide it with Xuanji Tianling Fire for the past few months, and it was exhausted.

After letting Wu Huo escape into the Binghuo Palace in the cave spirit area to continue sleeping, Wu Yan put away the Great Wilderness Yuan Ding and the Fire Furnace Star Core, breathed a long sigh of relief, and lay down on the ground to rest.

For more than three months, his consciousness had been constantly absorbing the fire power of the Xuanji Tianling Fire, and his spirit had to be tense every other day. He felt that he was about to collapse.

However, fortunately, hard work always pays off. The successful condensation of the Fire Furnace Star Core means that he has successfully cultivated the fire of consciousness. The next step is to use this Fire Furnace Star Core to refine the subsequent seventh, eighth, and ninth level materials and refine the seventh, eighth, and ninth level formation flags.

After a day of rest, Wu Yan was not in a hurry to start refining the seventh level formation flag. He planned to try the power of the consciousness star core to see how powerful it was and what magical uses each had.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Yan had a preliminary plan. He released his divine sense and carefully sensed within the range of perception.

The star power of the divine sword star core doubled, but the range of his divine sense did not increase at all, and it was still ten thousand miles in radius. However, the current sensing ability is much stronger and more delicate than before. This feeling is very mysterious.

After sensing everything within a radius of ten thousand miles, Wu Yan directly locked his divine sense on the small shop in Yaoshan Town.

After a moment, his expression gradually became strange.

It has been nearly five years since the last time he used his divine sense to check the small shop in Yaoshan Town. The place where the small shop was located has now become a deserted and dilapidated ruin.

Obviously, this was because someone had used his divine sense to check the small shop, and as a result, he touched the remaining magic array inside, causing the magic array to explode, resulting in the surrounding area of ​​100 feet turning into a ruin.

However, judging from the dilapidated and old traces on the ruins, the magic array should have been detonated several years ago. The ruins after the explosion had not been cleaned up and were left there.

This situation seemed to be caused by someone on purpose. Otherwise, although this was not a very good location, at least some shops could be rebuilt and rented out, which would bring in a lot of top-grade spirit stones every year.

Around the ruins, there was a cultivator of the Spiritualization Stage and several cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage squatting. They looked like they were waiting for something. From the impatient and helpless expressions on each of their faces, it can be guessed that this kind of work should have lasted for a long time.

Anyone would have this expression on their face after squatting for a long time without getting anything.

Wu Yan used his spiritual sense to scan the attic where Wan Zong lived in the Yaoshan Town Auction House, but saw that Wan Zong was still there, but there seemed to be a few more unfamiliar faces in the attic.

Judging from where Wan Zong lived now, he should have lost the qualification to preside over the Yaoshan Town Treasure Pavilion Auction House, and changed from the original shopkeeper to an ordinary elder in charge.

Wu Yan suddenly had an idea. He pulled out a hair, and with a slight movement of his spiritual sense, the hair suddenly disappeared from the quiet room. After dozens of breaths, the mysterious Dan King "Wu Yuan" who had appeared in Yaoshan Town suddenly appeared outside the ruins where the small shop was located.

Wu Yuan carefully checked outside the ruins for a while. When he found that his whereabouts had been exposed and discovered by the monks squatting nearby, Wu Yuan's face showed a look of shock and fear. He flashed and flew away towards Lingxu City.

Among the monks, the one in the God Transformation Stage said a few words to the Yuanying Stage monks next to him, and then hurriedly turned into a beam of light to chase after him. The Yuanying Stage monks hurriedly flew towards the auction house.

After a while, after the monks in the auction house got the news, two more God Transformation Stage monks chased in the direction of Wu Yuan's escape. Then, a fiery red escape light transformed from a message talisman rose into the sky and flashed towards the direction of Nanwei City.

After Wu Yuan fled to the market area at the junction of Nanwei City and Zhenxianju, he directly sank into the sea of ​​people in the market and disappeared.

The three Wanzhen Chamber of Commerce's Huashen Stage cultivators who chased after them lost their target after they reached the market town of Zhenxianju.

This was no longer the territory of Wanzhen Chamber of Commerce, so they naturally did not dare to act recklessly. However, they did not leave, but divided into three directions and guarded the three entrances and exits of the market town. One of the cultivators sent a message to Nanwei City.

After a while, more than a dozen escape lights came from the direction of the Treasure Pavilion of Nanwei City and appeared one after another on the outskirts of Zhenxianju Market Town. The leader was Wan Zhenmu. Wan Zong, who was also brought here at this moment, was standing beside Wan Zhenmu with a bitter face and lowered eyebrows.

"What's going on? You said you saw the Dan King Wu Yuan outside the ruins of the store just now? Wasn't he killed by the self-detonating formation?" After Wan Zhenmu appeared, he shouted to Wan Zong and the Huashen Stage cultivator who had seen Wu Yan.

"Report to the deputy sect leader, if the portraits sent to the subordinates are correct, the one I just saw should be that Wu Yuan." The cultivator in the God Transformation Stage said affirmatively.

Wan Zong was submissive and speechless.

Wan Zhenmu frowned, with a look of impatience on his face. However, due to the influence of the last Lingxu Medicine Valley forbidden land expedition, almost all the alchemists in Lingxu City are now at odds with Wanzhen Chamber of Commerce.

The disciples of Wanzhen Chamber of Commerce were rejected whether they wanted to make pills or buy pills from the Alchemist Alliance and Danwang Pavilion. This situation has lasted for several years and has never improved.

Originally, Wanzhen Chamber of Commerce had already cultivated a Danwang, but this alchemist from the Wan family failed to condense a fairy-level Yin Fire not long ago and his soul was injured, and he has not recovered yet.

Not only was the alchemist's cultivation abolished, but even the fire of the fairy-level Yin Fire was lost. Such a loss is huge for Wanzhen Chamber of Commerce.

Being able to find a Dan King and win him over to join Wanzhen Chamber of Commerce is too important for Wanzhen Chamber of Commerce now.

"Look, deputy sect leader, that person is Wu Yuan!"

Just when Wan Zhenmu was about to lead everyone into the Zhenxianju market to find Wu Yuan, the cultivator in the God Transformation Stage suddenly pointed at someone in the market and shouted to Wan Zhenmu in surprise.

Wan Zhenmu looked in the direction of the man's hand and saw a young cultivator who was looking back at them with a very strange expression on his face.

Wan Zhenmu was overjoyed, fearing that Wu Yuan would misunderstand his meaning, and hurriedly said to Wu Yuan with the art of telepathy: "Fellow Daoist Wu Yuan, I am Wan Zhenmu, the deputy sect leader of Wanzhen Chamber of Commerce, and I have something to discuss with fellow Daoist Wu. Don't misunderstand..."

However, before he finished shouting his words in his mind, he saw a flame appearing out of thin air above Wan Zhenmu's head. Wan Zhenmu actually had no feeling at all about this. The dozen monks behind him saw at the same time that a palm-sized furnace fell from the sky and hit Wan Zhenmu's head directly, and then sank into his head without any hindrance and disappeared.

Everyone looked at Wan Zhenmu in astonishment, not knowing how to express their feelings at the moment. Wan Zhenmu noticed the strange colors on everyone's faces and asked curiously: "What happened? Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Deputy Sect Master, are you okay?" Everyone looked at him carefully and asked.

"I'm okay? What happened..." Wan Zhenmu wanted to say what happened, but before he could say the word "了", he suddenly fell to the ground without any sign, without any life.