"Whoa!" As the scene unfolding in the sky caught everyone's attention, waves of astonishment echoed across the plaza. A stream of stunned gazes were fixed upon the jade-green dragon flame surging forth from Xiao Yan's body. This flame seemed entirely unafraid of the other's unique fire—clearly, it too was a special type of unique fire, and judging by its standing on the Unique Fire Ranking, it likely ranked even higher than Mu Gu's deep blue flame. The roaring emerald dragon clearly targeted Master Mu Gu, so the other alchemists were not significantly disturbed. However, when the roar echoed, they all felt the flames within their cauldrons grow turbulent, their expressions subtly shifting—facing off against the extraordinary fire known as the Fire of the Ten Thousand Flames, they found themselves quite helpless. "It's a bit off. Among the top fifteen hetero-flames, although there are those whose flames share similar hues, a careful comparison still reveals noticeable differences." The beautiful woman nodded slightly, then exclaimed, "Could it be that this young one has discovered a new hetero-flame?" The heavens are vast and boundless, concealing countless mysteries. Hetero-flames, as natural phenomena of the cosmos, are especially enigmatic. While the Hetero-Flame Ranking holds authority, it doesn't necessarily mean that the world's hetero-flames are limited to those listed. Hence, the woman had formed this thought. "I'm not entirely sure, but within that emerald flame, I sensed a distinct trace of the Qinglian Earth-Heart Flame. Yet, Qinglian Earth-Heart Flame ranks considerably behind Haixin Flame—how could Haixin Flame be intimidated by it?" The older man with dark skin also furrowed his brow, saying this. "Heh, it seems this young one has quite a few secrets. The Dan Conclave has been getting more and more interesting lately—especially the battle of the异fires, which hasn't occurred in many years." Xuan Kongzi smiled faintly, not pressing further. Upon hearing this, both the graceful woman and the dark-haired elder nodded slowly. "Hmph!" Muge the Elder glanced at the deep blue flame that had surged back into his hands, then fixed his gaze coldly on Xiao Yan across the distance, emitting a sharp exhalation before turning away. With a flick of his finger, the flame darted into the medicinal cauldron before him. For now, he had no time to attend to Xiao Yan. After completing all his tasks, he would surely give that bothersome fellow a good deal of attention. Though he slightly dampened the锐气 of the Mu Gu elder, Xiao Yan merely smiled faintly and finally drew his gaze back. With a simple gesture, the crimson Wàn Shòu Ding appeared before him. A gentle sweep of his sleeve sent the emerald-colored fire dragon leaping through the air, which then plunged directly into the medicine pot, instantly igniting the cold vessel and causing it to warm up. As the temperature within the pot gradually rose, Xiao Yan brushed his palm through the space, and one after another, herbs sprang from his storage talisman, hovering around the stone platform. At first glance, there were surely at least a hundred different varieties. For a medicine like Sheng Gu Rong Xue Dan, the intricacy of preparation was truly formidable—those unfamiliar with soul control might simply feel dizzy merely observing the sheer number of herbs, let alone the need to arrange and blend them with such precise, almost overwhelming accuracy. After removing these auxiliary ingredients, Xiao Yan flicked his hand, and three jade boxes swiftly glided out, finally hovering gently before him. Inside each box were the three essential herbs required for crafting the Sheng Guo Rong Xue Dan! Everything was ready. Xiang Yan's expression gradually grew serious. Sheng Guo Rong Xue Dan—the highest-ranked and most difficult pill he had ever crafted—was a delicate undertaking. Should he falter slightly, the outcome might be the most tragic of all. After all, alchemy often shifts from paradise to hell in a single thought. The method for crafting Sheng Guo Rong Xue Dan flowed smoothly through his mind, each subtle detail firmly etched in his memory. "Ah…" He exhaled deeply, his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widening with intensity. A sharp gaze flashed in his dark pupils. With a swift motion of his sleeve, several herbs that had been swirling around him parted and were swiftly guided, one after another, into the cauldron. As soon as the herbs entered the medicinal cauldron, they quickly withered under the terrifying heat of the crystal lotus flame. Under Xiao Yan's exceptionally strong soul control, within just a few minutes, several herbs were successively refined into pure powders, and finally, with a mere mental gesture from Xiao Yan, they gently floated suspended in the corner of the cauldron. Moreover, what most surprised Xiao Yan was that within the herbs he had refined, a subtle trace of qi seemed to be subtly mingled—though faint, this trace significantly enhanced the quality of the powdered medicine he extracted. "A Class Eight Refiner—indeed exceptional," Xiao Yan thought, a sense of satisfaction sweeping through him. Far from being insignificant, this infused qi ensured that the final pills crafted using these powders would surpass those made by a Class Seven Refiner, not merely in quality but by a noticeable margin. Under Xiao Yan's swift and relentless refinement, one-third of the herbs were fully transformed into the required powders and liquid preparations within just over one hour. Having extracted so many herbs, Xiao Yan's face remained remarkably composed. He exhaled gently, his gaze shifting to the three jade boxes before him, a sense of seriousness passing through his eyes. While other herbs could be spared or used freely, these three primary herbs required careful handling. With a light flick of his fingers, the lid of one jade box was sent flying, revealing a section of pale green, dry vine inside. From within, a vibrant vitality continuously seeped out—this was one of the essential ingredients for the Sheng Guo Rong Xue Dan: the Wanyuan Qing Ling Vine. Staring at the vine, Xiao Yan hesitated slightly before extending his hand and placing it into the medicinal cauldron, then immediately focusing his attention to regulate the flame. Within the cauldron, the flames burned fiercely. Yet the seemingly delicate Wanyuan Qing Ling Vine remained unchanged under the intense heat. Upon closer inspection, one could observe subtle glimmers of luminescence pulsing faintly within the vine, effectively shielding it from the high temperature. Generally, celestial and spiritual beings possess self-protective functions—something Xiao Yan did not find surprising. This was a state of sustained effort; as long as one persisted, eventually the ten-thousand-year-old spiritual vine would be completely refined. Maintaining the right balance, Xiao Yan gently closed his eyes and lifted his gaze, aiming to refine the ten-thousand-year-old vine. The process, however, would likely take a considerable amount of time. Indeed, as Xiao Yan had anticipated, the refinement process lasted nearly half a day before the vine gradually cracked and split open, revealing droplets of emerald sap shimmering subtly within the fissures. Once the surface of the vine had cracked, the process became significantly easier. After another hour or so of effort, the ten-thousand-year-old vine fully transformed into a mass of emerald liquid, floating in the flames as if alive, gently pulsing and moving. Gazing at the emerald liquid formed by the evergreen spirit vine, Xiao Yan exhaled in relief. Then, with a wave of his hand, the numerous powders and liquid preparations floating in the corner of the medicinal cauldron swiftly surged forth, and under his serious, focused control, were all carefully poured into the vibrant green liquid. The first stage of fusion was executed remarkably well. After approximately one hour, a viscous mass floated steadily upon the jade-green flame. This initial process had been a resounding success—so much so that even Xiao Yan himself was surprised. Yet he understood that this level of achievement was largely due to the Soul Realm cultivation of his Dan Realm consciousness; otherwise, had it not been for this, he would have found the process far less seamless than it now was. With the first stage complete, Xiao Yan took a brief rest before fully concentrating once again on the more intricate and demanding stages that followed. ...悬浮于天际的众多石台之上，所有参赛者正神情凝重地掌控着火候，精心炼制着各自药鼎中的丹药。整片天地与广场皆静谧无声，无数双目光汇聚于天际那些忙碌的身影之上...他们正等待，等待着最后一天的到来...因为唯有在那一天，丹会才会达到最为辉煌的高潮！而丹会的冠军，也将在那一天揭晓！尽管等待显得枯燥，但为了或许一生中最精彩的一刻，一切，都显得无比值得！