could only focus on enhancing one magical artifact at a time.Collecting spiritwood to upgrade the Ebony Sword is expensive, but it's rarely an immediate game-changer. The most important goal is to ens...Qin Sang attempted to drive the green copper block, ultimately declaring failure.

He grabbed the bronze piece and exited the stone room.

Turning to look back the way they came, the little bird spirit puppet was still struggling in the Southern Ming Lihuo. Its body had already melted away for the most part, very weak, its lifespan reaching its end.

Qin Sang clutched the green copper piece in one hand and rose with his sword, returning the way he came.

This time, when he passed through the Nánmíng Líhuǒ, he felt a hint of difference.

Holding the green copper piece, he no longer felt like he was about to be burned to ashes as before. A faint warmth flowed from his palm, as if sharing the burden of Nán Míng Lí's fire.

Under the green light of the verdigris, Nanming's flames seemed to dim slightly.

"Whoosh!"

Qin Sang successfully crossed the Nanming Lihuo and landed on the ground.

The

little bird spirit puppet within the demonic flames let out a silent wail, and upon Qin Sang's landing, it turned to ash.

The Cloud Wanderer slumped to the ground, drenched in sweat, nearly fainting. Manipulating the spirit array and the bird spirit puppet had pushed him to his limit even after he'd managed to recover.

“This piece of bronze, truly fearless of the Southern Ming's fire!”

Qin Sang lowered his head and glanced at the green bronze piece, savoring the experience just now, secretly surprised. However, besides this function, it seemed to be just a piece of scrap metal.

Even the former Immortal Cauldron, at its peak, is now irrelevant, nothing more than a fragment.

> How are you, senior

Qin Sang walked over, handed the bronze piece to Yun Youzi, and reached out to help him up, reminding him, "This bronze piece is very heavy, senior, be careful."

The Cloud Traveler's eyes were filled with excitement. He took the green bronze piece in his hands, feeling its weight pull him down. He placed it on the ground smoothly and waved off Qin Sang's offer of help as he stood up on his own. "Thank you for your help, Qin little brother!" he said. "How is the mark on your hand I need to adjust my breath and recover to my full strength before I can act. Let me send you out first."

Qin Sang raised his wrist and looked. The cracks on the wooden bangle had developed to seven or eight, and even a piece of the dragon scale was shattered.

It is estimated that the wooden bracelet will not last long.

Qin Sang stopped talking and wished Yun Youzi success, taking a step towards the dark path.

"Qin little brother, see you later!"

The Cloud-Traveling Hermit, in his Taoist robes, stood tall at the entrance of the secret passage. He bowed to Qin Sang and gave a carefree smile. "If this old Daoist fails, younger brother, when you next enter the Purple Micro Palace, burn a stick of incense for this old Daoist, that will suffice!"

Until we meet again!

Qin Sang bowed solemnly in return.

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If the wandering cloud fails to survive this rebirth by fire, this will be our final farewell!

The dark passage slowly closed, Qin Sang stood in place, watching Yun Youzi turn resolutely and stride towards the flames.

'Click!'

A new crack appeared on the dragon-shaped wooden bangle, this time at the dragon's head. A dragon whisker shattered and fell off.

Qin Sang's figure paused slightly, then quickened his pace and dashed towards the foot of the mountain.

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