You accused me of being a villain? Die!

Chapter 88: After swallowing a golden pill, I realized that my fate is in my own hands.
There was tremor and panic in the voices of the seven immortals, and they uttered intimidating words in unison, trying to make Qin Tian feel fearful and show mercy.

At this moment, fear penetrated their sage-like cloaks like ice, revealing the fear deep in their hearts.

Who could have expected that Qin Tian, ​​who they had initially ignored, actually possessed such amazing strength, and now wanted to refine them into human pills. This reversal made them terrified.

"Qin Tian, ​​spare our lives! We are willing to surrender and serve you at your service!"

The seven immortals could no longer maintain their arrogance that transcended the world. The Immortal Refining Array mercilessly devoured their vitality and immortal power. Every minute and every second was like a knife cutting. They let out sharp screams and finally begged for mercy.

"Yes, spare us! We still have many uses and can definitely help you achieve great things!"

Their voices were filled with despair and begging. In order to survive, they had to lower their once proud heads and trample their self-esteem and pride into the dust.

The voices begging for mercy came one after another. The seven immortals no longer had any demeanor of an immortal. They were willing to submit just to gain a glimmer of hope for survival.

The only thing that responded to them was Qin Tian's pair of cold eyes, which seemed to be able to freeze all the warmth and compassion in the world.

In Qin Tian’s mind, these so-called immortals are nothing more than materials waiting to be sold at a price.

If its power is useful to him, it may be refined into a loyal puppet; if it is useless, it is destined to become a part of the elixir in his furnace and turn into an insignificant wisp of dust on his road to cultivation.

But now, Qin Tian has no such need, so their fate is already doomed - only by turning into elixirs can they end this brief struggle and pleading.

But no matter what, Qin Tian would not let them live.

He would rather trust the dead than the living.

The seven immortals never expected that even if they were as humble as dust and knelt on the ground begging for mercy, Qin Tian's heart would still be as hard as stone and would not be moved.

Their cultivation, magic weapons, and even their life essence were all ruthlessly stripped away and refined, leaving nothing behind.

In this abyss of despair, the seven immortals could only utter a final curse, their voices filled with resentment and malice:

"Qin Tian, ​​you evil heretic, I curse you, I wish you will never have peace and a bad death!"

"Qin Tian, ​​you acted in such an evil way, you will be punished by heaven, and you will be punished!"

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However, to Qin Tian, ​​these curses sounded like the powerless wails of the weak before their death, ridiculous and pale.

There was a gleam of light in his eyes.

Everything in this world is fleeting; only power is the eternal truth.

The wails of the weak and the curses of the ants will not have the slightest effect on the strong, but instead they are the medals of the victors.

Qin Tian stood in the center of the Immortal Refining Array, his eyes cold as ice in winter, without a trace of emotion.

His hands kept forming seals, and each change of the seals was accompanied by violent fluctuations in the formation, as if the most powerful force in the world was controlled by him.

The screams of the seven immortals, like the wails from the depths of hell, resounded through the sky, but turned into nothingness in Qin Tian's ears.

Their figures twisted and struggled in the formation, but they could not escape the fate of being refined.

Qin Tian's mouth curled up into a cold smile. When these immortals chose to attack him, this was their fate. The weak were only worthy of being stepping stones for the strong and becoming the food for others on their road to success.

The light of the Immortal Refining Array became brighter and brighter, as if a scorching sun was rising from the ground, illuminating everything around it.

The figures of the seven immortals gradually became blurred in the light, and their screams gradually became weaker until they disappeared completely.

In the end, their lives and powers were completely refined and transformed into a dazzling elixir.

This elixir was suspended in the center of the immortal refining formation, emitting an alluring light, as if it were the most precious treasure between heaven and earth.

It contains all the essence of seven immortals and is a true supreme elixir.

This elixir is undoubtedly the most precious medicine for the human body that Qin Tian has refined over a long period of time and with countless efforts.

All the human medicines he had refined in the past were based on practitioners, but now, this elixir was made from immortals, and its preciousness was incomparable.

The elixir was surrounded by dazzling light, as dazzling as stars, as if it contained endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the laws of immortality.

Faced with such a treasure, Qin Tian did not hesitate at all and reached out to grab it tightly.

At that moment, his eyes were firm and deep, as if there was some kind of indescribable tacit understanding and connection between him and this elixir.

Afterwards, Qin Tian slowly merged the elixir into his body.

The elixir entered his body and immediately turned into a majestic immortal power, rushing through his meridians, nourishing every inch of his flesh and every drop of his blood. Qin Tian closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the endless changes and improvements brought to him by this immortal power. At this moment, his breath seemed to breathe with the heaven and earth, and share the fate with all things.

After swallowing a pill of magic, I realized that my life is in my own hands.

The elixir was completely integrated into Qin Tian's body.

With the fusion of the power of the elixir, the aura of Qin Tian was like a bud breaking through the soil in spring. After experiencing the baptism of wind and rain, it had undergone earth-shaking changes.

That fairy light, like the first rays of morning light, enveloped him gently and firmly, making him look otherworldly, as if he was a banished celestial being from heaven, untainted by dust, pure and extraordinary.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the surging power in his body, as if he heard the most distant bell in the world, celebrating for him.

Qin Tian's own realm also began to break through at this moment. The barrier of the peak of the immortal realm was shattered under his indomitable will.

He was like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, flapping its wings and flying high. In one fell swoop, he broke through the barrier of becoming an immortal and was promoted to the realm of the Immortal King, which everyone admired.

The air around him seemed to become heavier because of his breakthrough. Amidst the clouds and mist, it seemed as if fairies were whispering to celebrate the birth of this new immortal king.

It should be said that this is worthy of being a human medicine refined by immortals. It is much more powerful than the elixirs refined by those mortal practitioners in the past.

What is refined is not only the immortal's vitality and magic power, but also the immortal order and rules mastered by the immortal himself.

It is precisely because of this that Qin Tian was able to break through to a higher realm among the immortals.

Of course, in Qin Tian’s eyes as deep as the starry sky, such a realm, although already makes him a powerful being in the upper realm, is only one step in his long journey.

In his heart, there is a broader world and an unspeakable supreme pursuit.

(End of this chapter)