"Dare not strike anymore?"
The Hand Demon and Face Demon immediately saw their chance. Glancing around, they said, "She dares not kill us, so we can kill her! Let's all attack together. We'll eliminate her. As long as we don't absorb her soul, we won't fear her counter-attack."
A surge of excitement swept through the crowd, and they were instantly incited.
Demonic creatures surged from all directions, pouncing towards the Demon King.
The Demon King was shocked, her face turning ashen (though she seemed to have no face). She immediately detached her two eyeballs, and they each fled into the distance.
Inside the refining furnace, Mo Qi continued to endure the scorching of the Sacred Fire spiritual energy. It had to be said that his method of using his body as a dan furnace to refine ribbon-shaped Dharma artifacts was quite successful.
The ribbon-shaped artifacts within his body were refined, becoming more potent, and their lethality greatly increased.
However, after absorbing enough Sacred Fire spiritual energy, the ribbon-shaped artifacts became saturated and could no longer absorb more.
Mo Qi then felt pain all over his body, and it began to rot.
What was worse, his dan pills had been confiscated by the enemy. At this moment, he had no healing dan pills on him, or rather, no dan pills at all.
Otherwise, he could have used dan pills to hold on.
He felt immense pain. Was this how it was going to end?
If it ended like this, he would never be reconciled.
To die was to die!
To die and still become someone else's blade!
To become a tool for others to kill!
This was too damn humiliating!
Right, this was his fate in his past life!
Was he to repeat the same mistake in this life?
Was he forever unable to escape his predestined fate?
No, he absolutely could not accept this fate!
If accepting fate meant death, and defying fate also meant death, then he would choose to defy fate. At least in the moment of his utter annihilation, he would let others see his brilliance and his perseverance.
At this moment, all the humiliation he had suffered through countless lives flooded his mind. His heart filled with grief and indignation, and all the unyielding souls hidden deep within his body and mind erupted like a volcanic explosion.
The Heavenly Bow and Earth Arrows sensed the injustices he had endured through his many lives, the stubbornness with which he had poured out his unfair fate, and gradually, a resonance formed with his spirit.
They, too, silently lamented the injustice and abuse they had suffered!
In the blink of an eye, like fleeting glimpses, the laws of heaven and earth quietly began to operate. Mo Qi instantly experienced countless lives and deaths again.
He saw the glory of his past life as Feng Jiu, and he also saw his somber downfall.
The one who killed him was called Wu Ji, and it was also he who severed his wings and destroyed his soul, the later Wu Sheng!
And Wu Zu's saintly daughter was his daughter, the one in the Tongtian Secret Realm!
It was she who ambushed Feng Jiu from behind!
The one who saved him from the brink of utter destruction and allowed him to be reborn was Ao Xing!
And the one who brought him to the verge of eternal damnation was Wu Ji, and his daughter. This enmity was irreconcilable!
Therefore, how could he possibly perish like this, how could he accept his fate?
He then saw his subsequent lives, all spent struggling and enduring in the mortal world, each life so stifling, each life so pathetic.
His closest approach to godhood was in his previous life, when he had fallen into the remnants of the Wu clan. In fleeting glimpses, he saw Xue Ying, Xin'er, and Wu Qi Xian!
However, these were merely fragmented images, and he could not discern the cause and effect!
He could see more clearly!
But at this moment, the anger and sorrow of the Heavenly Bow and Earth Arrows awakened him, pulling him out of those illusory images.
At this moment, the Heavenly Bow and Earth Arrows actually condensed back into substance within his body, no longer mere phantoms or spiritual energy bodies. Within them, as if there were infinite space, they absorbed all the Sacred Fire spiritual energy.
It was like hungry little beasts desperately suckling mother's milk!
The Heavenly Bow and Earth Arrows emitted brilliant light, like vigorous growth after absorbing nourishment!
Concurrently, a continuous stream of golden light flowed from the Heavenly Bow and Earth Arrows, entering Mo Qi's meridians and flowing into his sea of consciousness, driving the ebb and flow of his sea of consciousness and propelling the circulation of his major and minor heavenly cycles.
The Sacred Fire continued to output unceasingly, and Mo Qi continuously absorbed the Sacred Fire spiritual energy through the Earth Arrows.
The Sacred Fire Mirror continued to output without interruption, capable of being used for a year.
Cui Mao initially intended to refine Mo Qi into a Dharma artifact in one day, with the remaining Sacred Fire having minimal loss.
However, after one day, he discovered that Mo Qi had not been refined, nor had he even been injured.
Reluctantly, he had to continue outputting Sacred Fire spiritual energy.
He even felt that the longer the refining process, the stronger the Dharma artifact's lethality would be!
Another month passed. This time, he was delighted to find that Mo Qi's body had begun to rot.
This was clear progress! Cui Mao was ecstatic!
So, he intensified the spiritual energy output!
To his surprise, Mo Qi's wounds gradually healed, and his entire body was gradually enveloped in a layer of gold.
He was a little confused!
Was this the formation of the artifact?
This also didn't seem right. He had never seen a human-shaped artifact before!
Moreover, the basic artifact was a spirit stone, and the spiritual energy should be transferred from the person, so why was it reversed?
He decided to observe further!
Another month passed. Mo Qi's body was still enveloped in golden light, with no change.
Cui Mao began to feel that something was not quite right, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was!
He was absolutely certain that Mo Qi could not withstand the continuous burning of the Sacred Fire; even a Great Luo Golden Immortal could not!
Therefore, he believed that some qualitative change was occurring within Mo Qi, even if he couldn't see it. So, he stopped overthinking and continued to burn!
Another month passed!
Mo Qi began to curse inside again, vowing that once he got out, he would tear Cui Mao into a thousand pieces and ensure he had no place to be buried.
Cui Mao was genuinely frightened!
Someone he couldn't kill no matter what, who also vowed to kill him – wasn't that frightening?
But now, there was no turning back. He could only grit his teeth and press on.
If Mo Qi wanted to kill him, then he could only prevent Mo Qi from coming out, letting him die inside.
Therefore, he could only continue to burn.
Cui Mao was going mad!
His eyes bloodshot, he roared and continuously urged the Sacred Fire, relentlessly refining the "Dharma artifact."
Now, it was no longer a question of whether he could refine a Dharma artifact, but whether he could kill the opponent.
He had even tried many other methods.
For instance, striking the Eastern Emperor Bell from the outside.
But the refining furnace was almost breaking, while Mo Qi inside seemed completely unaffected, still cursing with full vigor.
He then used some techniques to strike indirectly, but they still failed to cause any harm to the opponent.
He had no choice but to continue burning with Sacred Fire.
He burned for a whole year!
The Sacred Fire was completely depleted!
Inside the refining furnace, Mo Qi had advanced his cultivation to the late Heavenly Immortal stage, infinitely close to True Immortal cultivation.
Moreover, there was still surplus Sacred Fire spiritual energy circulating within his body!
Outside the house, Xin'er and Shui Han had never left. Shi Siyao had left midway to maintain her own body's existence, but she returned not long after, continuing to guard outside.