Martial Arts Domination: Start with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique-Chapter 757 - 517: Seeing the Taiching Saint Again!

Exhale!

Inhale!

Black and white wisps of energy intertwined and spiraled within the void. Beneath these two streams, a figure sat cross-legged, their form expanding and contracting in rhythm with their breath.

With every inhale and exhale, the black and white auras surrounding them diminished slightly, until, after an indeterminate period of time, the energies in the void vanished entirely.

Qin Zheng slowly opened his eyes at this moment. Within his gaze, the yin-yang qi briefly formed a Taiji diagram before dissipating imperceptibly, revealing pupils as stark as black and white.

"I’ve reached the limit..."

Qin Zheng whispered softly to himself.

Before him lay five exquisite jade gourds, their lids now open, their interiors empty—a sign that the Great Pills they once contained had been entirely refined.

Five jade gourds, fifty Creation Great Pills. Each pill equaled a hundred drops of Tao Heavenly Dew, meaning Qin Zheng had refined the equivalent of five thousand drops!

Coupled with his various prior gains, his total accumulation now neared six thousand drops of Tao Heavenly Dew!

According to the Merit Scroll, ten thousand drops were required to confirm the Mythical Realm. Qin Zheng’s current foundation was now only two thousand drops shy of this mark!

An ephemeral and elusive aura of perfection began to radiate faintly from his body.

Qin Zheng raised his head, looking around.

Of the hundreds of Great Pills, he had only refined five kinds. Yet he understood clearly that the remaining pills could no longer advance his cultivation.

’The "bucket" is full. Adding more "water" will only cause it to overflow, unable to contain any more.’

Thus, the path forward was clear: either rely on further cultivation to "expand the bucket," allowing for greater refinement of the remaining pills,

or directly begin refining the Tao Heavenly Dew.

But regardless of the method, Qin Zheng was now only forty percent away from reaching the Mythical Realm!

This Daoist Temple, with all its resources, had already helped him traverse sixty percent of the journey!

Sorting through his current state, Qin Zheng stood, carefully returning the five now-empty jade gourds to their places before walking to the central purple-gold Alchemy Furnace.

He extended his hands in a formal salute, bowing deeply as he respectfully said, "This junior sincerely thanks the Taiching Saint for your assistance!"

Holding his bow for several breaths, Qin Zheng finally straightened, turning to leave the Alchemy Room.

He had no intention of taking the remaining pills within the room. Although there were still many he hadn’t refined,

the immense benefits he’d already reaped were unprecedented. From merely stepping into the mid-stage of Primordial Chaos Without Limit, his cultivation soared to the pinnacle of perfection in this Realm, advancing sixty percent along the road to confirm the Mythical Realm.

Taking the rest would feel like overstepping, an act of both greed and ingratitude.

Perhaps... after achieving the Mythical Realm, he might return to see if these pills could still provide some effect, as he suspected they might even be valuable to those at the Mythical Realm.

Such were Qin Zheng’s thoughts.

Yet, as he approached the Alchemy Room’s great doors, reaching out to push them open, a sudden noise erupted behind him.

Whirling around, he saw the lid of the purple-gold Alchemy Furnace lift, and a strand of blazing flame surged forth, transforming into a rope that shot toward him. Within an instant, it wrapped tightly around his body.

What is happening?

Qin Zheng restrained his instinct to resist or escape.

The next moment—

Swoosh!

Bound tightly by the fiery rope, Qin Zheng was yanked abruptly back into the furnace. Hovering in mid-air, the lid of the furnace slammed shut with a resounding thud.

Boom!!

A deep, heavy roar echoed, and peace returned to the Alchemy Room.

But within that instant...

Inside the furnace.

Blazing flames roared and surged.

Qin Zheng felt as though he had entered a sea of fire. Above, below, all around him, his vision was consumed by a boundless, overwhelming inferno.

Even with his current Cultivation Realm, he could distinctly feel the searing heat burning against him in this fiery expanse.

Yet simultaneously, he discerned with great clarity that, enveloped by this fire, residual medicinal power within his body was beginning to surface slowly.

This power came from the remnants of past Great Pills he had refined but not fully absorbed—among them, the fifty pills he had consumed earlier!

So this was why... he hadn’t completely assimilated the pills’ power. The purple-gold Alchemy Furnace had drawn him in to help refine the residual energies within him.

The realization dawned on Qin Zheng, and he eased his heart, which had been tense with caution.

Just as he attempted to calm his mind, attuning himself to the fiery surroundings to aid in purifying the lingering energies within him, his gaze fell upon two figures emerging amidst the flames.

The first was a Daoist clad in a Daoist robe, their figure flickering between solid and illusory states, exuding an aura of unfathomable dread.

The second was a stone—but upon closer observation, its contours vaguely resembled a curled-up human form. From within the flames surrounding it, an aura of perfection emanated faintly from the stone.

However, just as Qin Zheng tried to discern these figures more clearly, a massive wave of flames surged violently, instantly consuming the two figures—and swallowing him whole as well.

An excruciating pain pierced directly into his Divine Soul!

The blazing inferno wasn’t only burning his flesh; it was also scorching his Divine Soul. After all, the residual medicinal power lingered not only within his physical body but also within his very soul.

Qin Zheng immediately retracted his gaze, guarding his inner spirit, fully cooperating with the flames to refine the energies within him.

Time passed slowly.

This purple-gold Alchemy Furnace, the creation of the Taiching Saint, had once seen the infusion of countless rare treasures and potent medicinal substances, including unimaginably wondrous entities like "Nebula" and "Milky Way."

As a result, the furnace itself contained remnants of fearsome and boundless spiritual essence.