Douluo Continent, a world-sharing system, but only one.

Chapter 20 High-Temperature Purification, A Last-Ditch Effort

It is known that the reason why Electrolux accidentally entered Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea was because the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations released when Tianmeng Ice Silkworm's million-year soul ring merged with Huo Yuhao attracted Electrolux's consciousness, which was originally wandering near the barrier of the Douluo plane world.

Now, when he purifies the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade with high temperature, it may also generate powerful life energy fluctuations. Could this also attract Electrolux?

Jiang Ci'an believes it's worth a try.

The sudden appearance of Da Ming and Er Ming brought him a sense of urgency to some extent.

So his actions this time were a bit radical, but he didn't think there was a problem with it.

In fact, during the month he waited for the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade, he had already made arrangements for many things, including Xiao Xiao.

If we want to break this deadlock, how can we do it without taking a gamble?

Even if what is ultimately attracted is not Electrolux, but some ferocious beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest, or some other powerful beings, it is still acceptable.

In conclusion, it's worth a try.

Jiang Ci'an took a deep breath and glanced at the solar furnace.

Under the "penetration," every structure and every potential hazard inside the furnace was clearly presented before his eyes.

He carefully inspected it and confirmed that the level-eight soul tool was functioning normally and had no obvious malfunctions or aging problems.

So,

We can begin.

Jiang Ci'an raised his hand and first slightly loosened the layers of restrictions on the jade box in his hand, putting it in a state where it could be easily broken by the fierce energy of the Soul Devouring Carving Blade, but was not broken.

He then quickly placed the jade box into the container inside the furnace, stepped back, and closed the sealed lid.

The sealing cap clicked shut.

Jiang Ci'an stood in front of the control panel, his goggles already on. His finger hovered above the start button, paused for a moment, and then pressed it steadily.

A slight humming sound emanated from inside the furnace.

Light rose from inside the furnace, and the temperature began to rise rapidly.

100 degrees

Two hundred degrees...

Through the thick heat-resistant glass and layers of protection, Jiang Ci'an's pupils shimmered with golden light as his "X-ray vision" pierced through the furnace's outer shell, locking onto the changes inside.

In just a short while, the temperature had risen to 500 degrees Celsius.

In high-temperature environments, the first thing to succumb is the jade box that sealed the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife.

The soul-guiding array patterns engraved on the jade box twisted and deformed under the high temperature, and the inlaid metal parts first turned red and softened, then flowed down like melted wax.

The jade box cracked layer by layer under the intense heat, the cracks spreading from the lid to the bottom. Finally,

"Smack."

The jade box shattered completely.

The Soul-Devouring Carving Knife was exposed to high temperatures.

The long-suppressed resentment seemed to have finally found an outlet, pouring out from the carving knife like a flood bursting its banks, turning into a surging black mist, accompanied by fine, shrill whistles, trying to break free of the furnace's constraints.

However, the deep black mist, upon touching the scorching air, was like a piece of paper that had been set ablaze; wisps of black smoke quickly rose from its edges, only to be torn apart by the high-temperature airflow inside the furnace and vanish in the blink of an eye.

The resentment instinctively contracted, and the black mist condensed into a ball, attempting to resist the temperature that was enough to burn the soul.

But the temperature did not stop rising.

600 degrees.

800 degrees.

The light inside the furnace grew brighter and brighter. The black mist shrank continuously under the scorching heat, like a piece of ice thrown into a fire, peeling away and melting layer by layer from the edges.

A thousand degrees.

1400 degrees.

At this moment, the inside of the furnace was completely illuminated by incandescence, and the black mist had shrunk to one-tenth of its original size, its texture changing from thick to thin.

Deeper still, it seemed as if countless tiny, wronged souls were screaming mournfully, their voices piercing the metal walls of the furnace and echoing endlessly within the sealed chamber.

Jiang Ci'an watched all of this with a blank expression.

Temperatures continue to rise.

Two thousand one hundred, two thousand four hundred.

The black fog contracted again.

This time, however, the black mist seemed to have vanished completely, and the furnace returned to its bright and calm light, leaving only a carving knife lying quietly at the bottom of the container.

The blade has an antique feel and remains motionless even at high temperatures. The dark red luster on its surface is quite dull, revealing the faint metallic color beneath.

The purification appears to have been successful.

Jiang Ci'an looked at the carving knife quietly, but his fingers did not leave the knob.

He's so insightful, how could he not see what's going on?

Keep heating up!

Temperatures continue to soar!

2400 degrees, 2800 degrees...

In just a moment, the temperature soared to 3,800 degrees Celsius!

Just as the temperature exceeded 3,800 degrees Celsius, the Soul-Devouring Carving Blade, which had been lying there quietly, suddenly erupted!

"boom--"

A piercing shriek, as if in a death throes, erupted from the depths of the carving knife with an even more violent resentment than before.

The black mist condensed in mid-air, transforming into a ferocious face that opened its gaping black maw, attempting to forcefully break free of the furnace's restraints.

However, the moment its body touched the inner wall of the furnace, it was scalded by the scorching metal, causing black smoke to rise. A look of pain appeared on its ferocious face, and it let out a shrill cry.

It raised its eyes and stared intently at Jiang Ci'an outside the furnace, its resentment and malice undisguised.

Jiang Ci'an met that gaze expressionlessly.

Then, he turned the knob almost all the way to the bottom.

4,500 degrees!

The temperature inside the furnace suddenly soared, and the hideous ghost's body began to twist violently under the extreme heat.

It opened its mouth and let out a silent scream, its sharp claws frantically pounding on the sealing cap, once, twice, three times, but its movements became weaker and weaker, and its voice grew fainter and fainter.

In the end, its body turned to ashes from the edges, piece by piece, like paper ash scattered by the wind.

at last,

The black fog completely disappeared.

The Soul-Devouring Carving Knife inside the furnace finally gave way under this final round of high-temperature forging.

The dark, ancient surface of the blade began to peel away, revealing the material hidden beneath.

A verdant green emanated from the crack.

Gentle, pure, and carrying a faint breath of life.

Jiang Ci'an looked at the emerald green, and his expression finally changed slightly as he breathed a sigh of relief.

It became.

Without stopping the furnace, Jiang Ci'an looked around impatiently, his gaze sweeping across every corner of the secret chamber, trying to find any unusual fluctuations.

However...

There was nothing there.

There was no sudden appearance of a small gray orb of light, nor did I suddenly hear any words like "Holding the sun and moon in my hands, plucking stars from the sky, there is no one like me in this world"...

Jiang Ci'an remained silent for a moment before withdrawing his gaze.

His golden pupils gleamed faintly as he gazed calmly at the vibrant green within the furnace, which brimmed with life.

The Soul-Devouring Carving Blade successfully purified the artifact and yielded the Gold of Life. Logically, he should now finish and take the Gold of Life back to cultivate.

But is it really over...?

He is not willing!

Jiang Ci'an took a deep breath, his eyes hardening, and placed his hand on the knob.

Then, rotate it again.

Temperatures continue to rise!