The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 552 Who will save me?
"Soon you will be integrated with these rare medicinal herbs and natural treasures to form a great medicine for the world."

"Extending lifespan and improving physical fitness, only the rare ancient holy body can have such miraculous effects."

"Don't think about anyone coming to save you. Just be at ease and be used as the main medicine to be refined into a pill."

The crying elder grabbed the Holy Son of Dayan and searched him thoroughly, including his clothes and the treasures left in the space inside his body.

After checking it out, he threw the Holy Son of Dayan directly into the alchemy furnace.

These two alchemists had already subdued the Holy Son of Dayan and would not let him shout.

They moved some bottles and jars over and poured them all into the alchemy furnace, or the medicine cauldron.

They are all precious liquids extracted from natural treasures and are essential for refining elixirs.

"We have finally gathered all the necessary materials and medicines. Hopefully we can refine them into the magical pill we expect!" said the crying elder.

They put the precious little medicine king and various other rare materials into the huge medicine cauldron.

Elder Gray took out a dagger and inserted it into the arm of the Holy Son of Dayan with a "puff". After pulling it out, blood gushed out.

It is obvious that this dagger is specially made. It can not only break through the body defense of the Holy Son of Dayan, but also automatically drain blood.

After being stabbed several times in succession, the Holy Son of Dayan was covered in blood.

“The essence of alchemy is all in his flesh and blood. As long as it is refined well, this ancient holy body can at least refine twenty or thirty pills.” Elder Gray said.

"Such a precious ancient holy body can only be used to refine pills. It can only succeed, not fail!"

Blood dyed the medicine red, and the Gray Elder and the Weeping Elder revealed their hideous natures.

They no longer looked lifeless, and the look in their eyes became sinister.

The limbs and bones of the Great Yan Saint had been pierced, and blood was flowing out. He had lost too much blood and his face had turned pale.

He could make no sound and could not move.

"Don't dream of a miracle happening!"

"Don't expect anyone to come and rescue you!"

"These herbs will stimulate your body's vitality to the maximum extent, allowing you to produce as much essence and blood as possible."

"You won't die immediately. We will destroy your body and soul at the last moment of refining the elixir."

"So you still have at least seven days left, and you can still live in this furnace for seven days."

"You will slowly refine the magic pill we need in this conscious state."

The Gray Elder and the Crying Elder looked like two evil spirits at this moment, and they looked extremely ferocious.

"This sweet holy essence and blood, I really look forward to the moment when it becomes a divine pill!"

Facing the angry glare of the Great Yan Saint, the two men laughed hideously.

All the treasures from heaven and earth have been put in it. The entire alchemy furnace is shining brightly. Exotic medicinal materials of various colors are emitting various brilliant rays of light and fragrant smells.

With a loud bang, the lid of the alchemy furnace was closed.

A strange milky white flame was drawn out from under the earth veins and jumped up under the alchemy furnace.

This is a strange and precious flame. Only a sufficiently strange flame can be used to refine top-level elixirs.

As alchemists, their ancestors had already found the most exotic source of fire for them to use in making elixirs.

The milky white flame flickered continuously, constantly gushing out from the earth veins, emitting a soft light.

There was also a strange wave that flew into the alchemy furnace along with the mysterious flame.

The entire cave was dyed with a pure white glow, with a faint white mist flowing, making it look hazy, like an immortal's cave.

This special alchemy fire source can provide special mysterious spiritual power, dissolve the essence of the medicinal materials, let them recombine and condense, and refine them into the required magic pill. The milky white flame danced, and the whole alchemy furnace was shrouded in white spiritual energy.

The alchemy furnace seemed to have life, and the divine patterns of the avenue on it seemed to have come alive.

The two elders sat cross-legged quietly on the side, guarding the alchemy furnace.

Not long after, the Great Yan Saint Lord, the Great Yan Saint Son's master, and some supreme elders of the sect also appeared here.

After some greetings, they all sat cross-legged on one side, guarding the alchemy furnace.

The alchemy room suddenly became quiet, and everyone's bodies seemed to have no life fluctuations, and they were all waiting quietly.

It turns out that the people of Dayan Holy Land are really determined to refine the Son of Dayan into a furnace of pills.

When they discovered this wild holy body, they were all ecstatic and spent countless rare treasures to assist his practice.

Now that they were about to lose all their money, they decided to sacrifice the Holy Son of Dayan alive to make a furnace of elixirs.

At this moment inside the alchemy furnace, the Holy Son of Dayan had only one feeling, and that was pain all over his body.

The wounds on his body were very special and there was no way to stop the bleeding.

He felt himself growing weaker and weaker.

However, the countless medicinal herbs in the alchemy furnace were constantly repairing his body, stimulating his vitality, and allowing him to produce as much essence and blood as possible in his near-death state.

The temperature inside the entire alchemy furnace was getting hotter and hotter, and the temperature was constantly rising.

The Holy Son of Dayan wanted to struggle, but found that he could not move his body at all, and he could not even make a sound, let alone use his spiritual thoughts.

"The dignified ancient holy body, instead of becoming a great holy body like its ancestors and protecting the safety of the human race, was actually refined into a pill..."

"This is such a frustrating way to die. I really can't accept it..."

Due to the continuous bleeding, the consciousness of the Holy Son of Dayan became increasingly blurred.

If he were an ordinary person, he would have been dead long ago.

The vigorous vitality of the ancient holy body caused him to fall into a semi-comatose and near-death state.

"I don't want to pass out... otherwise I'll die... and turn into a furnace of elixirs..."

The Holy Son of Dayan was in a daze, half awake and half unconscious. He tried hard to hold on and not let himself pass out completely.

In this trance, many people and scenes were aroused and appeared in his mind one by one.

There are his parents who passed away early, his cousins, and his cousins.

Although they are ordinary people, they have a very good relationship with him.

As he rose to prominence and became the Holy Son of Dayan, his relatives and friends also began to live a good life.

Now that his status has plummeted, no one knows what has happened to his relatives and friends.

"I can't die..."

"I want to go home...even if I can just be an ordinary person..."

"I have so many friends and family. I should have lived a quiet and stable life, married and had children..."

"Who can come and save me?..."

The consciousness of the Holy Son of Dayan became increasingly blurred. Although he was muttering to himself, he was no longer conscious.

He is in a dying state and may lose his life at any time. . .

(End of this chapter)