"I... I've been hungry for too long."
An arm stretched out towards Jiang Wen, the palm opening and grabbing at him fiercely. Seeing the long hand that had grown quite a bit of skin, he knew he had fallen for the dried corpse's trick.
Clearly, the other party had been extorting him, wanting him to use his magic to suppress the pure Yang True Fire in the pill furnace.
"Careless, I didn't expect this pure Yang True Fire was actually for suppressing this dried corpse." Jiang Wen watched the arms attacking from left and right, his hand movements were not slow either. He summoned a yellow talisman from his storage bag and stuck it onto the Tai Xuan Mirror. Then, he released two flying swords, attacking the two incoming palms.
The Tai Xuan Mirror, with the yellow talisman attached, immediately shone with golden light. It enveloped the dried corpse, surprising it.
Watching the pure Yang True Fire in the pill furnace slowly recover, he flew towards the outside of the furnace while waiting for the pure Yang True Fire to be restored.
"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving," the dried corpse said faintly. Three heads and six arms grew out of its back, and the six arms extended rapidly, cutting off Jiang Wen's retreat.
A strange smile appeared on its hollow face, and the dried corpse's three heads all looked at Jiang Wen. All of them opened their mouths, and red, black, and white mists rolled out, rushing straight towards Jiang Wen.
"Be eaten by me, be eaten by me!"
"I'm hungry, I'm hungry!"
"Delicious, delicious!"
The three heads repeated themselves constantly, and from the eye sockets without eyeballs, two streams of blood tears flowed down.
Jiang Wen only felt chills. He had seen many strange things, but he had never encountered such a powerful and bizarre situation. The strange object that could be trapped by this pill furnace was probably not something simple.
A flash of inspiration crossed his mind, and he suddenly remembered when he went to Yangzhou with Li Yunshang. At the Zheng Shendao Temple where he met the old woman, he seemed to have heard similar voices when he observed the Zheng Shendao Four Heavenly Kings.
"What exactly is it?" Jiang Wen murmured to himself, feeling that this dried corpse was like a natural enemy to him.
He used all his magical treasures, but there was nothing he could do about the six hands.
Although the flying swords had been tempered and repaired, striking the arms was like hitting iron pillars, only causing sparks to fly. Although the Four Symbols Formation could defend against the dried corpse's hand attacks, cracks had already appeared in the sword bodies forming the formation. Having to block the three-colored mist and defend against the long hands' attacks, the Four Symbols Sword Formation was enduring too much and had reached its limit.
"What should we do, Big Guy?" The ginseng spirit hugged Jiang Wen's neck, saying somewhat panicked. "Yinyin doesn't want to be eaten."
"Don't be afraid, we'll be fine," Jiang Wen gritted his teeth, trying to comfort the ginseng spirit. He was also worried, not knowing what to do. He had used almost all of his methods, and the dried corpse's arms were truly steel and iron bones, not even the flying swords could cut a mark. It was probably because they had been tempered in this pure Yang True Fire for too long, their hardness was no longer comparable to ordinary magical treasures.
"Could it be that I can only use merit points?" Jiang Wen thought to himself, he was not sure if using merit points could really escape the predicament.
The feeling this dried corpse gave him was even more powerful than a demon, even the Zheng Shendao Four Heavenly Kings back then were nothing more than this.
"You still can't leave, why not let me eat you. Merge with me, and we will be unparalleled in the world," the dried corpse chuckled hoarsely, the blood in its eyes increasing. Its arms constantly struck the Four Symbols Formation, each strike with an unpredictable force.
"It seems I can only use merit points," Jiang Wen decided to use his trump card, but suddenly he seemed to have thought of something again, and stretched out his hand forward.
"There's still one thing I haven't used, I don't know if it will work."
A wooden whip appeared in his hand, and Jiang Wen held the wooden whip tightly. This was the only treasure in his storage bag that he hadn't used.
"What?!" The dried corpse's shocked voice came, it was very obvious that it recognized the wooden whip in Jiang Wen's hand.
Before the dried corpse could react, Jiang Wen waved the wooden whip and smashed it towards the arm above his head. In an instant, the wooden whip was covered in dense purple lightning, and a mysterious pattern lit up layer by layer.
Pa—!
With a loud bang, the arm surrounding the top of his head was scattered by this whip. Purple lightning spread along the arm, striking the dried corpse at the bottom of the furnace.
Seeing that the wooden whip was useful, Jiang Wen was overjoyed. He looked at the rolling three-colored mist beneath him, and waved the wooden whip towards the mist.
Pa—!
Another loud bang, only to hear the purple lightning rushing, electric light and thunder flashing. The mist seemed to have been hit by a strong wind, and was instantly scattered.
"Good treasure!" Jiang Wen touched the wooden whip with great joy, he did not expect that this accidentally obtained magic weapon would be so powerful.
"You! How could you have such a magical artifact!" The dried corpse said angrily. "How could you possibly get it!"
"Hmph, why can't I possess it?" Jiang Wen mocked the dried corpse. He accelerated and flew towards the outside of the furnace. The pure Yang True Fire in the furnace spread again, and a raging fire burned.
The dried corpse's body, which had mostly recovered, was burned dry again, and its entire body instantly hunched over.
"Why! Why! Fate is playing tricks!" The dried corpse roared. "Crimson Phoenix! You can't trap me! You can't trap me! I am you, you are me! You can never trap me!"
"Escape as much as you want, ignorant kid. I'm about to break free."
The dried corpse's voice echoed in Jiang Wen's ears, and the previous roar still shook people's hearts. Even though it was trapped in this furnace, it still had such a powerful sense of oppression.
"Crimson Phoenix? Could it be the name of the pure Yang True Person?" Jiang Wen stood outside the furnace, watching the raging flames inside. The previous experience made him feel lingering fear, and his heart, which he thought was calm, was pounding.
"That was close, I almost got left in this furnace." Jiang Wen was very grateful, he did not expect that his momentary curiosity almost caused him to crash. If he was really caught by this dried corpse, the result waiting for him would be extremely terrifying.
Fortunately, this wooden whip was powerful, allowing him to break through the dried corpse's encirclement.
Looking at the wooden whip he was holding, its dazzling brilliance had already dissipated. The lightning subsided, the patterns disappeared, like a simple and unadorned piece of wood. Only Jiang Wen knew that this wooden whip was extraordinary and definitely not an ordinary object.
"I will have to rely on you more in the future, Brother Wooden Whip." Jiang Wen stroked the wooden whip, and then flew towards the outside of the furnace. He did not dare to approach this furnace again, after all, there was a terrifying dried corpse trapped inside.
Before, he thought that this furnace was used for refining pills, but he did not expect that it was used to refine that dried corpse.
Crimson Phoenix? I am you? Jiang Wen pondered the dried corpse's words, and flew towards the tiger who was howling incessantly after being beaten.
The tiger, Kui Dou, had been miserably bullied by this group of fire sprites. It looked helplessly at the rain of fire arrows constantly falling from the sky, the fur on its entire body was burned beyond recognition.
"You are bullying me too much, this old man will fight you!"
The tiger was furious, feeling a surge of fire about to burst out from its belly. Just as it was about to open its mouth to spray something, it saw the fire sprite being scattered by a whip, turning into firelight and dissipating.
"Brother Tiger, let's leave here quickly." Jiang Wen landed beside the tiger, looking at its embarrassed state and said.
"This is not a place to stay for long, let's go quickly."
Without waiting for the tiger to react, he pulled it away. Under the wooden whip, the group of fire sprites turned into firelight one after another.
