Chapter 664: Refining the Soul of an Eighth-Grade Alchemist

The things from the Soul Hall are indeed problematic.

Seeing the black qi that drilled out from within the soul origin and was then burned to nothing by the strange fire, Feng Qinger narrowed her purple eyes and lightly opened her rosy lips, saying:

Although her soul power wasn't particularly strong within this family, she had at least reached the Seventh Grade Intermediate.

Looking across the entire Battle Qi Continent, this could be considered a mid-high level soul realm.

At the moment she saw this black qi, she sensed an extremely faint thought within it.

Obviously, those thoughts were deliberately implanted by a strong expert of the Soul Hall.

In this way, if the soul origin were to be snatched away and the other party failed to notice these methods, rashly absorbing the soul origin into one's soul would pose a significant hidden danger to that person's cultivation.

"Haha, Feng'er, since you left the small world of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan and have been staying in the Central Province for so long, you certainly aren't unaware of the Soul Hall's usual ways."

Seeing his expression, Lin Feng immediately chuckled.

Having said that, he then controlled the temperature of the Falling Heart Flame to surge again, continuing to roast the soul origin before him.

With the fierce increase in the strange fire's temperature, the black qi hidden deep within the light cluster was completely refined out.

And as this black qi dissipated, that soul light cluster became increasingly crystalline and translucent, almost illusory.

After such roasting continued for about half an hour, Lin Feng then gradually withdrew the flame.

Gazing at the soul light cluster floating before him like a crystal, he immediately flicked his finger, sending that soul light cluster toward Feng Qinger.

And seeing this, Feng Qinger immediately extended her slender jade hand.

She received in her hand the pale yellow light cluster containing over two hundred thousand strands of soul body origin.

Immediately afterward, she looked at Lin Feng and said: "You use the Falling Heart Flame to refine those souls; I can't help much, so I'll first go absorb this soul origin."

Having said that, she immediately rose, stretched lazily, and displayed her alluring curves to the fullest.

Then, with a turn of her delicate figure, she vanished from the spot.

After Feng Qinger left, Lin Feng immediately took out two jade bottles wrapped in invisible flames.

Each of these two jade bottles contained the soul of an eighth-grade alchemist.

Next, Lin Feng gripped the two jade bottles, and the Falling Heart Flame within him that specifically counters souls surged forth, continuously flowing into the two jade bottles.

Lin Feng's move aimed to weaken the two souls of the soul realm inside.

After all, Lin Feng currently does not have full confidence in controlling these two eighth-grade alchemists.

Therefore, it's better to weaken them somewhat.

After roasting for a dozen or so minutes, Lin Feng slightly exerted force, crushing the two jade bottles in his palms into fragments.

At the instant the jade bottles shattered, the two souls inside, which had been severely tempered by the Falling Heart Flame.

After a moment of dizziness, they discovered that they had already left that branch hall of the Soul Hall.

This surprising scene caused the two, who were about to resign themselves to fate, to suddenly feel hope of life ignite in their hearts.

Immediately afterward, one of them shouted loudly: "Run!"

Having said that, under the stimulation of their extremely strong will to survive, the frail bodies that had been made extremely weak by the Falling Heart Flame actually surged with strength again.

And this strength was fully erupted by both of them, dashing toward the outside of the small courtyard.

However, how could the strength erupted from their extremely weak bodies possibly escape the palm of Lin Feng, an alchemist of the same soul realm level as them?

"Clatter—"

Only seeing his palm lightly wave, a grating metallic chain sound that made one's hair stand on end instantly rang out in the small courtyard.

The next moment, two invisible fire chains, as if they had grown eyes, shot straight at the two extremely frail eighth-grade alchemist souls.

"Ah!"

In the midst of the two almost simultaneous wails, the two sharp iron chains emitted by Lin Feng each pierced into one of the souls.

"Return."

"Clatter"

Accompanied by Lin Feng's faint voice, the two fire chains quickly returned to his side amidst the metallic scraping sound.

Immediately afterward, Lin Feng waved his big hand, and a large expanse of invisible flame rolled out.

In the blink of an eye, he had completely wrapped the souls of those two eighth-grade four-colour alchemists within it.

And the temperature of that flame also suddenly surged at this moment.

In that instant, within the invisible flame, arose the desperate wails of those two eighth-grade alchemists.

"Ah, the path of cultivation is inherently cruel beyond compare. Since I don't want to die, I can only use you as resources for my growth. If blame is to be assigned, blame your birth in this cruel and chaotic Battle Qi Continent."

Hearing the miserable cries coming from the strange fire, Lin Feng let out a light sigh and said helplessly.

Although he knows that these soul bodies basically have no grudge against him.

But for the sake of strength, he cannot help but set aside that trace of pity and refine them for his own use.

After all, he has cultivated all the way to this realm, and along the way he doesn't know how many people he has offended.

If he cannot remain strong, then the next one to be refined might be him.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng immediately increased the temperature and continued refining those two souls within.

Such refining continued until the afternoon of the next day, at which point he finally refined the souls of those two eighth-grade alchemists into soul origin.

As for Lin Feng, upon seeing the pale yellow light cluster form within the flame, he immediately waved his hand to retract that vast invisible flame.

And as the flame receded, the pale yellow light cluster inside, which was not smaller than the soul origin Feng Qinger had taken, appeared unobstructed before Lin Feng's eyes.

Immediately afterward, he turned his gaze toward Xiao Yixian opposite him and said: "To save time, I'll first absorb this cluster of soul origin; as for those two hundred thousand strands of soul bodies, you can just refine them yourself."

"No problem."

Xiao Yixian, upon hearing this, also lightly nodded.

After all, doing this, compared to Lin Feng alone refining everything, undoubtedly saves a lot of time.

Seeing her agreement, Lin Feng lightly wiped his storage ring with his palm.

In a faint glow, twenty pitch-black cloth bags appeared before Lin Feng.

Then he flicked his finger, shooting it toward Xiao Yixian.

After that, he turned his palm, took out the origin fire seed of the Falling Heart Flame, and threw it over.

Seeing those things flying over, Xiao Yixian stretched out her white, tender jade hand and caught them all.

As for Lin Feng, after throwing the things to Xiao Yixian, he immediately extended his palm and sucked in.

He sucked into his palm that soul light cluster formed from the souls of two eighth-rank alchemists that was before him.

Then he took that light cluster and disappeared into the small courtyard.

It looks like he went to find a place to absorb that soul origin.