Chapter 1336: Sun God Tree

The Vermilion Bird's True Feather!

Bai's judgment was correct.

The South Ming Lihuo was precisely the power emanating from this true feather of a sacred beast.

The Vermilion Bird's true feather floated within the flames. Its body was extremely thin and light, its color resembling the deep red South Ming Lihuo, without any impurities. Unlike a phoenix feather, it lacked vibrant colors, yet its splendor was in no way inferior.

Its delicate, filamentous barbules were incredibly smooth, drifting gently. It appeared to be a part of the fire itself, seamlessly integrated with the South Ming Lihuo.

It was hard to imagine that such a furious demonic flame originated from this thin feather.

A blessing in disguise.

Originally, searching for the Vermilion Bird's true feather amidst the raging South Ming Lihuo would have been extremely troublesome and dangerous. Qin Sang had less than a thirty percent chance of success, and this step was the most likely to lead to an accident.

When the South Ming Lihuo erupted, the Vermilion Bird's true feather unexpectedly revealed itself.

Qin Sang carefully observed the Vermilion Bird's true feather and was delighted to find that it was complete!

He recalled that years ago, when King Nine Phoenix used the Heavenly Phoenix's true feather, even a mere fragment could pierce through the ancient restrictions of the inner hall of the Seven Kills Palace. The subsequent appearance of several demon kings in the inner hall must have been aided by the Heavenly Phoenix's true feather's power.

Although it was related to the Heavenly Phoenix's innate mastery of spatial divine abilities, it was still enough to demonstrate the might of a sacred beast's true feather.

The South Ming Lihuo originated from the sacred beast's true feather, yet it was extremely afraid of the green copper block. Qin Sang truly wondered about the green copper block's origin. This thought crossed his mind, and a joyful expression appeared on his face. He had prepared for this exact situation when refining his magic treasure, and now, he had strong hope of subduing the South Ming Lihuo!

Qin Sang fixed his gaze on the scorching demonic flame aura and walked step by step closer to the South Ming Lihuo.

He stared intently at the Vermilion Bird's true feather, pondering what to do.

The Vermilion Bird's true feather was the source of the South Ming Lihuo.

He didn't need to worry about the surrounding demonic flames; as long as he obtained and subdued the Vermilion Bird's true feather itself, his task would be complete.

Although he could clearly see the feather's location, seizing it from within the demonic flames wouldn't be easy and would require taking some risks.

Because of the demonic flame's eruption, the methods he had prepared earlier were no longer suitable, forcing him to adapt on the fly.

Qin Sang stood still, pondering for a while.

His gaze moved back and forth between the Vermilion Bird's true feather, the South Ming Lihuo, and the golden-thread ancient restriction, assessing the feasibility of his actions. Gradually, a plan began to form.

"Although I cannot fully comprehend the golden-thread ancient restriction, by observing its interaction with the demonic flames, I should be able to discern some patterns and then use the power of the restriction to achieve my goal."

Qin Sang acted as soon as the thought occurred to him.

He retreated a short distance, finding some relief from the heat. He then took out a bottle of elixirs, pouring them all into his mouth. Regardless of how much his true essence was consumed, he concentrated intently on observing the changes in the golden-thread ancient restriction.

Time slowly passed.

This incident involved too many unexpected changes, consuming far more time than Qin Sang had anticipated. Fortunately, he hadn't received any communication from Bai, allowing him to focus without distraction.

He didn't know how much time had passed.

Qin Sang's brows slightly relaxed, indicating he seemed to have made a discovery.

Just then, an unusual fluctuation emanated from the Nascent Soul talisman puppet, and only then did Qin Sang realize that his own true essence was also running low. He had no choice but to leave the secret passage first.

Sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the stone hall, he consumed elixirs and fully recovered.

Qin Sang returned to the secret passage, looking at the South Ming Lihuo with eager anticipation. With a flash of white light in his palm, the newly refined magic treasure appeared in his left hand.

The magic treasure had a peculiar form, resembling a spirit tree made of white copper.

Its base was precisely the shell of a Nine-Life Profound Tortoise. After Qin Sang's refinement, the tortoise shell's shape remained largely unchanged, though its back patterns had slightly faded.

The real change was internal: the green copper block had been embedded within the tortoise shell.

This step had consumed most of Qin Sang's mental energy; it took countless attempts to achieve a perfect fusion without the two treasures conflicting.

The spirit tree grew from the tortoise shell, its vigorous trunk branching out. It was refined from mysterious white copper and other spiritual materials, primarily white copper, which gave it its white color.

At this moment, the white copper's power was restrained, not emitting a blazing light as it had before, making it appear somewhat pale.

Qin Sang held the spirit tree and walked to the edge of the South Ming Lihuo, feeling the power of the demonic flames. Holding his breath, he suddenly raised his other hand and pressed it gently against the stone wall.

The golden-thread ancient restriction was constantly changing; at this moment, it was gradually brightening from a dim state.

A phantom hand seal deftly landed on a rune, causing the golden-thread ancient restriction to instantly become brighter.

Correspondingly, the power of the demonic flames was suppressed.

Qin Sang, of course, couldn't have comprehended the ancient restriction in such a short time. Instead, with the help of the Celestial Eye Butterfly, he had grasped the patterns of its changes and used them to his advantage.

Seizing the opportune moment, Qin Sang infused all his true essence into the spirit tree and resolutely charged into the demonic flames. Fluctuations from the green copper block emanated from the spirit tree, suppressing the South Ming Lihuo's power.

Protected by the spirit tree, Qin Sang successfully rushed in. A joyful glint appeared in his eyes as he immediately wielded the spirit tree, aiming it towards the Vermilion Bird's true feather.

An unexpected scene unfolded.

Without any warning, the Vermilion Bird's true feather suddenly pulsed, vanished, and reappeared a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) away the next instant, still gently drifting. The spirit tree struck nothing but air.

Qin Sang was momentarily stunned.

He never imagined the true feather would evade; it was a miscalculation!

The green copper block's protection could only last for a brief period, so Qin Sang had no choice but to grab the spirit tree and retreat.

Although the time was short, Qin Sang's mental energy and true essence were significantly depleted.

He gazed at the Vermilion Bird's true feather and noticed it was once again motionless, with no further anomalies. It seemed it wasn't sentient; most likely, the true feather and the green copper block had a conflict, causing an instinctive avoidance.

Qin Sang found it very troublesome. After recovering, he tried again.

He failed several times in a row.

The Vermilion Bird's true feather was too elusive; he simply couldn't get a hold of it.

Qin Sang remained calm and pondered for a moment. He realized he would likely need to continue studying the golden-thread seal and use its power to restrict the Vermilion Bird's true feather's movements.

With this thought, Qin Sang once again turned his attention to the golden-thread ancient restriction.

Thanks to his Celestial Eye divine ability, after much study, Qin Sang finally made a new discovery.

After meditating and recovering, Qin Sang returned to the secret passage, a hint of confidence on his face. He left the Nascent Soul talisman puppet outside the demonic flames and charged into the South Ming Lihuo without hesitation.

The spirit tree descended towards the Vermilion Bird's true feather.

A familiar scene unfolded: the true feather pulsed.

But at that very instant, the Nascent Soul talisman puppet swung its fist towards the golden-thread ancient restriction. Golden light burst forth, and as expected, the true feather was affected. When it reappeared, its trajectory was exactly as Qin Sang had predicted!

And the spirit tree appeared precisely there, striking down fiercely the moment the true feather reappeared!

"Whoosh!"

The demonic flames flared intensely.

Qin Sang ignored it, rapidly changing his hand seals. He saw a flash of green light suddenly emerge from the base of the spirit tree, landing squarely on the true feather itself.

The Vermilion Bird's true feather dimmed, pulled into the green light.

"Boom!"

The tortoise shell shook violently, its back patterns visibly turning crimson at an alarming rate, spreading swiftly towards the spirit tree's main body. Even the white copper was tinged red.

The flower buds on the spirit tree's branches bloomed, and a crimson aura began to emerge.

A total of nine blooms!

"What a pity it's not a Three-Legged Golden Crow!"

Qin Sang looked at the divine tree, this thought flashing through his mind.