After seven or eight consecutive waves of golden light fell into the Giant Cauldron, the originally roaring Silver Giant Cauldron suddenly emitted a piercing, sharp screech.
Observing this scene, Yue Long's expression changed drastically.
"Fellow Daoist Han, hold back the power of heaven and earth behind us. Let me refine what's in front first, then let it in."
As soon as he spoke, Yue Long let out a loud shout and continuously spit out several masses of blood essence.
Once the Spirit Flame beneath the cauldron absorbed so much blood essence, the fire soared, almost enveloping the entire cauldron, and its color immediately turned a dazzling golden red.
Its temperature was so high that nearby space became distorted and blurry, and all the materials inside the cauldron turned into boiling water, with spots of golden light flashing incessantly within.
Han Li frowned slightly and pointed at the void with one hand.
