Chapter 827: Xuanyang Demonic Ascension Furnace
The tiger’s bone was milky white like jade and brimming with terrific killing intent. Before it was thrown into the bronze furnace, Ye Qing had clearly seen the image of a white tiger looking up at the sky and roaring.
The dragon’s whisker was bluish gold and transparent. Smooth and soft like water, it swam in the air like it was a dragon itself. The draconic pressure it gave off was quite something as well.
As for the leaf, it was emerald green in color and overflowing with vitality. A single breath was enough to make anyone feel soothed to the core.
Clearly, every single one of these items were extraordinary.
“You’ve already prepared them? In that case, everything will be fine,” the bronze furnace said while slapping its belly.
“Sorry to trouble you again, Grandpa Xuanyang,” Feng Qingyou replied.
“It’s my duty.”
Having said that, the bronze furnace sat down and stacked its hands in front of its chest, palm facing upward as if it was meditating.
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