Nine Revolutions Star Technique

Xie Jun, Witch Child, Yang Quankun, Han Nuta...

These figures, whether in the Kunlun Realm or within the Valley of Life and Death, were all renowned beings. Now, they had all gathered at this place. Even if there were only one of them, it would be enough to obliterate Zheng Jiuling and the others, not to mention there were over forty of them assembled here!

Zhao Dejin’s legs went weak, his throat dry, almost unable to stand.

The other evil cultivators also bowed their heads deeply, not even daring to speak up to resist. They could only watch as these supreme beings occupied White Bone Ridge, glaring at the figure within the ridge like ravenous wolves.

”Is it him?” Han Nuta stepped on a massive stone, gazing distantly with a condescending look. ”Only Human Immortal Second Layer! What kind of pill is he refining? Is it worth us taking action?”

”It is absolutely no ordinary item... Look at the sky, the demonic energy swirls like a dragon or a serpent, presenting three heads! If I’m not mistaken, he must be using the flesh and blood of the three-headed demon dragon within White Bone Ridge as a medicinal guide to refine his pill!”

Xie Jun, who had considerable knowledge of herbal medicine, squinted his eyes:

”I may not recognize this pill, but I can roughly discern a little. If this pill is successfully refined, the Qi blood and spiritual Qi contained within would definitely allow us to return to our peak condition, and maybe even break through another layer again!”

Boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, the evil cultivators present all had their eyes shine with glimmers of light.

These people had been suppressed in the Valley of Life and Death for an unknown period, perhaps not much longer or shorter than Zheng Jiuling. But due to the characteristics of the valley, let alone escaping, even maintaining their cultivation had become incredibly difficult.

If they could snatch this pill, they might just take over that lake!

”In that case, what are we waiting for?” Witch Child sneered, ”This kid must be out of his mind, daring to refine such a grade of pill under our noses, simply ignoring us!”

”Indeed, if he obediently hands over the pill, so be it,” Yang Quankun said with a cold smile, ”If he doesn’t, then use his blood to add another ingredient to this great medicine!”

”Go!”

With a light shout, many formidable figures descended like a pack of wolves, pouring down White Bone Ridge, directly rushing toward Ye Qingchen’s location.

As everyone left, Zhao Dejin and the others only felt the mountains weighing upon their hearts suddenly vanish. Compared to those formidable beings, these evil cultivators were like sheep against a pack of wolves.

”Zhao Jiuling, while they are heading for Mr. Ye, let’s hurry and leave!” Zhao Dejin, snapping back to reality, quickly said, ”There are too many of these people, even Mr. Ye probably cannot handle them!”

”You want to leave, but you might not be able to!”

Zhao Jiuling let out a bitter laugh.

Everyone was taken aback and hurriedly looked around. It was seen that, although Han Nuta and the others had entered deeper into White Bone Ridge, they had left traces of energy at various places upon appearing.

More than forty strands of energy, tail to tip, like a huge fishing net, directly covered the entire White Bone Ridge. No matter how high your cultivation was, without the nod of these powerful figures, you’d never get out!

”This...”

Zhao Dejin felt his body go limp, nearly falling to the ground.

This meant they were also trapped inside, unable to escape. Despair appeared on the faces of the other evil cultivators as well. These people were obviously well-prepared!

”There’s no way out now, we can only hope Mr. Ye can survive this ordeal!” Zheng Jiuling sighed deeply, looking towards the inner valley.

Meanwhile.

Xie Jun, Han Nuta, and others had already entered White Bone Ridge, resembling an army before a besieged city. They didn’t even glance at the array Ye Qingchen had set up, casually breaking through.

They quickly stormed into the heart of White Bone Ridge!

Once inside, everyone immediately felt different.

Outside, it was an area as barren as a desert, but inside the ridge, spiritual Qi was abundant, and even the ground that had been laid with bones turned into a vibrant grassland.

At the center of the valley, many saplings had even appeared, along with a massive tree dozens of feet high. Under the tree, sat a silver-haired young man in green, with a three-zhang high alchemy furnace before him, from which the abundant medicinal power quietly emanated!

”This is undoubtedly a holy grade pill!” Upon seeing the furnace, Xie Jun couldn’t tear his eyes away, ”At the very least, it’s a high-grade holy pill, if not the finest!”

No need for him to say.

Everyone present could also judge from the once barren White Bone Ridge, now transformed into a flourishing garden, that this batch of pills was extraordinary!

However.

At this moment, Ye Qingchen seemed oblivious to the outside world, facing away from everyone, focusing on the Crimson Mist Cauldron. His hands continually formed seals, and as each seal was made, the medicinal power within the cauldron surged like a tide.

Moreover, the Crimson Mist Cauldron shone with a halo, with his body at the center, the surrounding wild grass growing wildly.

”Hmph, playing tricks!”

The pill was within grasp, and Han Nuta could no longer suppress his greed, stepping forward and shouting: ”Kid, be sensible, quickly hand over the pill!”

As he spoke, his voice boomed like thunder, causing the void to tremble violently. Even a trace of raging flame surged from his body, falling to the ground. In an instant, it ignited like a prairie fire.

In a flash.

The once blooming White Bone Ridge turned into ashes.

The cultivators present folded their arms, coldly watching this scene. In their eyes, this kid remained silent, merely pretending, not daring to respond.

This kind of tactic might work against ordinary people, but who are they?

Every single one of them, thrown into the Valley of Life and Death, are powerhouses who climbed to the top over mountains of corpses and seas of blood. If you obediently lower your head, you might find a way out. But if you dare to resist, you’ll face annihilation in both body and soul!

”Kid, I know you have some tricks, able to slay the Three-headed Demon Dragon... and hold the White Bone Ridge for so long! However, we are not the same as those losers!”

Xie Jun sneered as he stepped forward, his cold, single eye filled with eerie chill: ”Everyone here has the ability to slay the Three-headed Demon Dragon. Now, hand over the elixir, and you might find a way out! Otherwise, you’ll be left with no bones!”

Of course, even if you can survive, whether you can live or not depends on their decision.

Generally speaking, when disciples from Taotian Palace enter the Valley of Life and Death, they would swarm to attack. Someone like Ye Qingchen, an alchemist, naturally must be suppressed to serve them.

Yet Ye Qingchen still sat there, not even turning around or paying attention to these people, all his focus placed inside the Crimson Mist Cauldron.

The elixir was at the critical moment when he must not be distracted, otherwise, this powerful concoction would be destroyed, burned to ashes.

”Kid, I’m talking to you! Do you not believe in your grandpa’s strength? Do you think pretending to be dead will allow you to escape?” the Witch Child shouted arrogantly.

At this moment, every gaze converged on Ye Qingchen. There were sneers, mocking laughs, but more than anything else, disdain.

Back then.

When they heard that the mighty figure of Human Immortal Fifth Layer had been driven away, they thought this was a terrifying opponent, hence they gathered so many together.

But who would’ve thought, upon reaching the scene, the opponent wouldn’t even dare to utter a word.

...

”It seems there’s no choice!”

From a distance.

The many evil cultivators watched the scene in the valley where no matter how the Witch Child, Han Nuta, or Xie Jun humiliated Ye Qingchen, he remained sitting silently, sinking all hope they had.

”Even Mr. Ye must bow his head in such circumstances!”

”There’s nothing to be done; if only one or two had come, perhaps Mr. Ye could have managed, but there are simply too many this time!”

On the mountains.

Everyone couldn’t help but lament.

Especially Zheng Jiuling, who said angrily:

”Even if there are many, so what! If Mr. Ye had enough time, once his elixir is complete, he would need only a slap to handle these people!”

But.

In this world, where are there so many ifs?

How would these people give you enough time?

Just as Zheng Jiuling, Zhao Dejin, and others despaired.

Just as Han Nuta, Xie Jun, and Yang Quankun showed subtle impatience, ready to act.

”Boom!”

A sudden loud noise erupted.

Only to see.

The colossal Crimson Mist Cauldron in front of Ye Qingchen shook and trembled violently at that moment. The furnace lid rang frantically, as if something terrifying inside wanted to burst out of the alchemy furnace!

”What is this?”

At this moment, everyone was taken aback, their eyes widening.

They could clearly sense that the force inside the alchemy furnace had risen to the extreme, even becoming so powerful that it made them tremble.

Yet.

Before they could recover, a ’bang’ sounded.

A beam of radiance suddenly shot out from the alchemy furnace, directly knocking open the lid, wanting to flee into the sky.

”Haha, the elixir is complete!”

Ye Qingchen laughed heartily, raising a hand to catch the beam of radiance in his palm, and no matter how it struggled, it couldn’t escape.

”Such a pity, only one pill!”

Glancing at the persistently struggling elixir in his hand, Ye Qingchen casually put it into a gourd, turned slowly to glance at Xie Jun, Han Nuta, and the others, speaking slowly: ”So, you were the ones shouting behind me just now?”

Upon hearing this, Han Nuta and the others couldn’t help but freeze.