Chapter 1336: The Sun God Tree

word light streaked across the sky like a meteor, speeding towards them. It landed around Shi Ling in an instant, revealing Qin Sang's slightly disheveled figure."Qin lao-di, how are you Did you get h...Vermilion Bird's True Feather!

White's judgment is correct.

The fire of the Southern Ming originates from the power emitted by this sacred beast's true feather.

The Zhuque's true feather floated within the flames. Its body was extremely light and thin, its color similar to the deep red of the Nanming Lihuo, without a trace of impurities, unlike the Phoenix's feathers which were multi-colored. However, its beauty was in no way inferior.

Every delicate, threadlike feather is incredibly smooth and moves gently. It resembles a flame itself, completely merging with the Nanming Lihuo.

It's hard to imagine that such ferocious demonic fire originates from this mere wisp of feathers.

One who loses a horse may yet find fortune.

Originally, finding the true body of Zhuque's feather in the raging fire of Nanming was a very troublesome and dangerous thing. Qin Sang's grasp was less than 30%, and the most likely accident would occur at this step.

When the Nanming Lihuo erupted, Zhuque Zhenyu unexpectedly appeared.

Qin Sang observed Zhu Que's real feather carefully and was delighted to find that it was complete!

He still remembered that when the Nine Phoenix King sacrificed the Heavenly Phoenix True Feather, just a single remnant wing was enough to pierce through the ancient prohibitions of the Qisha Hall. Later, several great demon kings appeared inside the hall, they must have used the power of the Heavenly Phoenix True Feather.

Although Tianfeng itself is skilled in spatial magic, this still demonstrates the power of the Saint Beast Zhenyu.

The origin of the Nanming Lihuo is from the holy beast Zhenyu, but it is very afraid of the green copper ingot. Qin Sang couldn't help but wonder about the origin of the green copper ingot. Qin Sang flashed this thought and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face. He had prepared for this situation when he was refining artifacts, and today there is a high hope of subduing the Nanming Lihuo!

Qin Sang stared at the scorching demonic fire aura, taking step by step toward Nan Mingli's Fire.

He stared intently at Zhuque's true feather, pondering what to do.

Vermilion Bird's True Feather is the source of the Southern Ming's flames.

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Don't worry about the surrounding demonic flames. As long as you obtain the true body of Suzaku's feather and subdue it, you will have accomplished great things.

Although the location of Zhuque's true feather is visible, it's not easy to grab it from the demonic flames. It requires taking some risks.

Since the demonic fire erupted, all previous preparations became useless. We can only improvise now.

Qin Sang stood on the spot, thinking for a long while.

His gaze swept back and forth between Zhuque True Feather, Namiming Flamefire, and Jinsi Ancient Prohibition, calculating the feasibility of his actions. Gradually, a plan began to take shape in his mind.

“Although I can't fully understand the ancient prohibitions, observing how they interact with demonic fire should reveal some patterns. Then, by leveraging the power of the ancient prohibitions, I could achieve my goal.”

Qin Sang thought about it and did it.

He retreated a distance, the heat subsiding somewhat. He took out a bottle of pills and swallowed them all at once. Then, regardless of how much true essence was consumed, he focused his attention on observing the changes in the golden ancient prohibition.

Time passed slowly.

This time, there were too many unexpected events, and the time spent was far beyond Qin Sang's expectations. Fortunately, he didn't receive Bai's message, so he could focus without distraction.

I don't know how long ago it was.

Qin Sang's brows relaxed slightly, as if she had made a discovery.

Just then, an unusual fluctuation came from the Yuan Ying Fu Kui, and Qin Sang realized that the true energy within him was also running low. He had no choice but to leave the secret passage first.

Sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the stone hall, he took the elixir and recovered as before.

Qin Sang returned to the secret passage and excitedly looked at Nán Míng Lí Huǒ. With a flash of white light in his palm, the newly forged magic treasure appeared in his left hand.

The shape of the treasure is quite unique, resembling a white copper spirit tree.

Its base was precisely the plastron of a nine-tailed mystical turtle. After being refined by Qin Sang, the shape of the plastron didn't change much, only the markings on its back became slightly fainter.

The real change is internal, the green copper piece has been embedded in the tortoise shell.

This step was also the most taxing on Qin Sang's mind. After countless attempts, he finally succeeded in perfectly merging the two treasures without causing them to clash.

The spirit tree grew directly on the turtle shell, its trunk strong and sturdy with several branches. It was crafted using mysterious white bronze and other spiritual materials, primarily white bronze, which gave it a white appearance.

At this time, the power of Bai Tong was introverted, unlike before when it radiated a fierce light, now it appeared somewhat pale.

Qin Sang clutched the spirit tree and walked to the edge of the Nanming Lihuo, feeling the power of the demonic fire. He held his breath, then suddenly raised his other hand and pressed it against the stone wall.

Golden threads of ancient prohibitions were shifting in the dim light, just beginning to glow as darkness faded.

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An illusory handprint landed deftly upon a rune, causing the ancient golden seal to glow brighter.

Conversely, the power of demonic flames is suppressed.

Qin Sang, of course, couldn't possibly have penetrated the ancient prohibitions in such a short time. Instead, with the help of the Sky-Watching Butterfly, he figured out the pattern of change and used it to his advantage.

Seizing the opportunity, Qin Sang poured his true essence into the Spirit Tree and fearlessly charged into the demonic fire. The green copper piece vibrated from the Spirit Tree, suppressing the power of the Southern Ming Inferno Fire.

Under the protection of Ling Tree, Qin Sang successfully rushed in. His eyes flashed with joy, and he immediately summoned the Ling Tree to attack Zhu Que's true feather.

An unexpected scene occurred.

Vermilion Bird’s real feather had no warning, it suddenly jumped once and vanished into thin air. In the next instant, it appeared a zhang away, still fluttering gently. Ling Shu missed its target.

Qin Sang was taken aback.

He never expected Zhenyu to dodge, he miscalculated!

The protection of the verdigris block only lasted for a short time, Qin Sang had no choice but to grab onto the spirit tree and retreat.

Although the time was short, Qin Sang's spirit and true essence were greatly consumed.

He stared at Zhu Que's true feather, finding that the true feather was still motionless and unchanged. It seems that it wasn't intelligent, and it was more likely that there was a conflict between the true feather and the green copper piece, causing it to instinctively dodge.

Qin Sang felt very difficult, and after recovering, he tried again.

I have failed several times in a row.

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The Vermillion Bird's true feather slips through the hands, impossible to grasp.

Qin Sang remained calm, pondered for a moment, and secretly thought that he might still need to continue comprehending the Golden Silk Seal. With the power of the seal, he could restrict Zhuque Zhenyu's movement trajectory.

Thinking of this, Qin Sang once again turned his gaze to the ancient golden prohibition.

Thanks to the Heavenly Eye Divine Ability, having pondered it for many years, Qin Sang finally made a new discovery.

After Qin Sang regulated his breath, he returned to the secret passage, his face showing a bit more confidence. He left the Yuying talisman puppet outside the demon fire and without hesitation, rushed into the Nanming Lihuo.

The Ling tree falls toward the Zhu Que's true feathers.

A familiar scene appeared, Zhen Yu's wings flapping.

But just at that instant, the Yuan Ying Fu Kui punched towards the golden silk ancient ban. Golden light burst forth, Zhen Yu was inevitably affected, and when he reappeared, his trajectory was exactly as Qin Sang had predicted!

And the spirit tree happened to be there, and at the moment Zhenyu appeared, it suddenly fell!

Phew!

Demon fire blazed.

Qin Sang remained unmoved, his hand gestures changing incessantly. Suddenly, a glimmer of green light appeared beneath the Spirit Tree and landed precisely on Zhen Yu's main body.

Vermilion Bird's true feather dimmed suddenly, and it was pulled into the green light.

‘Boom!’

The tortoise shell trembled violently, the markings on its back changing to crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye, spreading rapidly towards the core of the spirit tree. Even the white bronze was tinged red.

Blossoms budded on the branches of the spirit tree, a crimson aura of life taking shape.

A total of nine!

"What a pity it's not a three-legged golden crow!"

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Qin Sang looked at the divine tree, and this thought flashed through his mind.

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