Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

However, it also depends on the material. Some materials have their own limits; carving too much can cause them to explode, while carving too little will have no effect.

The key here is balance and control.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, picked out a few of the best quality fire and metal ores from the pile of ore, held them up with one hand, and tossed them into the air.

The ore floated in front of him. Lin Feng spread his five fingers, and the blazing white flame in his palm instantly surged, enveloping several pieces of ore at the same time.

The flames were incredibly hot; in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the ore began to melt, eventually turning into a ball of reddish-gold liquid that slowly spun in the air.

Lin Feng's other hand wasn't idle either. He made a hand seal, and his true essence transformed into an invisible hand, which began to control the molten liquid.

The liquid slowly stretched, thinned, and solidified in front of him, eventually forming ten silver needles as thin as cow hair and about three inches long.

Each one is dark red all over, with a faint shimmering light on its surface.

The most grueling part is next – engraving.

Lin Feng picked up a flying needle, probed it with his divine sense, and began to draw runes on both the inside and the surface of the needle.

This process allows no room for distraction. If one's consciousness wavers even slightly and the runes are drawn crookedly, the entire needle will have to be scrapped and started all over again.

Fortunately, Lin Feng was experienced.

The first one, with three small runes engraved on it, was already the limit, considering the material was only average.

The second one... all the way to the end, but only one was ruined because an extra line was carved on it.

Lin Feng looked at the shards in his hand and cursed, "I was greedy."

The golden retriever stood by without disturbing Lin Feng.

After discarding the broken pieces, there was no further refining; nine pieces would suffice.

As night deepened, the moon hung high in the night sky like a silver plate.

The night passed quietly.

The eastern mountains were already tinged with the first light of dawn, followed by a faint red glow that slowly spread and grew stronger.

Golden rays of light pierced through layers of clouds and spilled onto the rolling mountains.

Such scenery made Lin Feng feel refreshed.

Lin Feng stretched out a big yawn.

Take a deep breath, and the rich spiritual energy flows into your lungs through your nasal cavity.

Currently, the largest fish in the entire Cloud Origin Secret Realm is Zhou Kun, that Nascent Soul old monster, who has been completely devoured by the Black Lotus, leaving not even a trace.

As for the other independent cultivators and disciples of the five major sects, most of them were minor figures in the Qi Refining Realm.

The highest-ranking ones were none other than Li Fangming of the Diyuan Sect and Liang Xiang of the Qingmu Sect, both of whom are now dead.

Disciples at the Qi Refining Realm held little appeal for Lin Feng; refining them wouldn't increase his cultivation by much, so it wasn't worth the effort.

However, there are also many demonic beasts and spiritual herbs in this secret realm, which can be used to improve one's strength.

Lin Feng stood up and patted the back of the head of the golden-feathered eagle beside him.

The golden-feathered eagle was dozing with its eyes closed when it was patted. It suddenly opened its eyes and tilted its head to look at him.

Are there any other powerful demonic beasts? Who is the strongest?

Lin Feng asked, his tone casual.

The golden eagle understood, flapped its wings, and cawed a few times. The sound seemed to roll around in its throat before being squeezed out, sharp and hoarse, and very unpleasant to hear.

Lin Feng frowned and listened for a long time before he could discern the meaning it was trying to express from the jumbled cries.

It turns out that deep within the Cloud Origin Secret Realm, there lives a flock of Cloud Origin Sparrows.

The leader of this group of Cloud Origin Sparrows was a demonic beast at the peak of Foundation Establishment, whose realm was even higher than that of the Golden Feathered Eagle.

The flames in Yunyuan Sparrow's mouth were extremely powerful and incredibly hot, and these flames were fueled by spiritual energy.

In other words, the more you try to circulate your spiritual energy to resist, the more fiercely the fire burns.

Normally, cultivators at the Qi Refining Realm would die if they came into contact with it, and even demonic beasts of the same realm would not dare to provoke it.

What's more troublesome is that the Cloud Origin Sparrow is particularly effective against evil and yin-type monsters, such as centipedes, spiders, and venomous snakes, killing them almost instantly with a single breath of fire, leaving them no chance to struggle.

When the Golden Feathered Eagle spoke of the Cloud Origin Sparrow, his tone carried a hint of apprehension.

Its wings unconsciously tightened a little, and its cries became softer.

Not only was its cultivation level higher than its own, but the flames were also incredibly powerful. Moreover, the Cloud Origin Sparrows were gregarious, numbering in the tens of thousands, covering the sky like a swarm of locusts.

Ordinary demonic beasts, even if their cultivation level is higher than that of a single Cloud Origin Sparrow, would not dare to provoke the entire clan.

Lin Feng actually knew a little about Yunyuan Sparrow.

This thing isn't scary when it's alone; what's scary is its gregarious nature of "calling on friends and companions."

You shoot one, and a whole bunch come.

The more you fight, the more they will multiply, until they wear you down to death.

This secret realm is called "Cloud Origin Secret Realm" because it has the most and strongest Cloud Origin Sparrows.

He's considered the top dog here.

Lin Feng thought for a moment and shook his head: "Never mind, one is easy to manage, but a group of them is a bit troublesome."

"Let's deal with the easy ones first. Find me some lone monsters to help improve our strength."

The golden-feathered eagle nodded, crouched down, and flapped its wings, gesturing for Lin Feng to come up.

Lin Feng leaped up and landed steadily on the broad back of the Golden Feathered Eagle.

Stepping on it feels like stepping on a thick carpet, very stable.

The golden eagle suddenly accelerated and swooped down from the high cliff.

The wind whistled past my ears.

Lin Feng remained calm and composed, raising a true essence shield around his body. The transparent light enveloped him, blocking out all the gales.

The shield's surface shimmered and spun, and the wind whistled through it, creating a buzzing sound, yet the inside was as quiet as another world.

The golden eagle flew faster and faster, passing through a thin layer of clouds, and the scenery below became clearer.

Lin Feng, standing high above, saw many rogue cultivators exploring the secret realm.

Some moved in small groups, carefully traversing the woods;

Others were fighting with low-level demonic beasts, kicking up clouds of dust.

In Lin Feng's view, these people were as insignificant as ants.

Most of them were at the late stage of Qi Refining, and those at the Foundation Establishment stage were very rare.

Lin Feng glanced at it casually and then looked away, showing no interest.

After flying for about half an hour, the golden-feathered eagle lowered its altitude, circled once, and landed on a hillside at the edge of a dense forest.

This is a dense forest, with tall, thick trees whose branches and leaves block out the sun, allowing sunlight to filter through the gaps and cast dappled shadows on the ground.

The forest was filled with the damp scent of decaying leaves, mixed with the fresh fragrance of grass and trees. Occasionally, the calls of unknown birds would come from the depths, their sounds both eerie and distant.

Guided by the Golden Feathered Eagle, a mid-Foundation Establishment stage demon beast—the Sharp-Beaked Rock Crow—is entrenched deep within this dense forest.

The golden-feathered eagle cackled a few times, introducing the characteristics of this demonic beast to Lin Feng:

Its beak is incredibly powerful, long and sharp, like a natural spear that can easily pierce the defenses of monsters of the same level.