Qing Xuantian had been submerged beneath the water for a full three hours before the Heaven-bestowed Spirit Object was finally completely refined by him.
At this moment, a faint smile crept onto Qing Xuantian's lips.
Once a Heaven-bestowed Spirit Object develops its own life, the owner can reclaim and refine it, which will advance their cultivation.
That was precisely why Qing Xuantian had been so determined to refine it.
After refining it, Qing Xuantian felt his body burning up, with a surge of power spreading throughout his flesh, constantly churning.
As for his cultivation, it had not advanced.
But Qing Xuantian was not panicked, because he knew that as long as the Heaven-bestowed Spirit Object was refined and fully merged with him, it was only a matter of time.
Whoosh—
Suddenly, Qing Xuantian burst from the water and landed upon the lake's surface.
At this moment, the lake was no longer golden—the water was very clear.
But Qing Xuantian's face had undergone subtle, almost imperceptible changes.
"This feeling isn't quite right."
Qing Xuantian furrowed his brow. He suddenly realized that the Heaven-bestowed Spirit Object was not as simple as he had imagined.
The Spirit Object was altering his body—it was in the process of fusing with him.
But during this fusion, it was producing a strange sensation, a peculiar feeling that left Qing Xuantian somewhat troubled.
Boom—
Boom—
Boom—
However, at that very moment, bursts of rumbling suddenly echoed from within the forest.
Qing Xuantian looked toward the sound and saw thick smoke billowing from the direction of the woods, with towering trees continuously toppling over.
A ferocious creature was rapidly approaching Qing Xuantian.
Owooo—
Soon, a black boar came charging out of the forest.
But this was no ordinary boar. It stood two meters tall and five meters long. Its two tusks gleamed like a pair of sharp swords, shimmering with light, and even its eyes were blood-red.
"A Fierce Beast?"
Qing Xuantian immediately recognized what stood before him.
It was a Fierce Beast—a savage beast devoid of emotion that knew only slaughter.
"What's that?"
But right after, Qing Xuantian noticed that from the direction the Fierce Beast had come, several more figures had appeared.
"The Demon Subduing Sect?"
Qing Xuantian recognized them at a glance from their attire.
These were the people from the Demon Subduing Sect who had previously come to seek his uncle's help.
"Kid, get out of the way!!!"
When the Demon Subduing Sect members spotted Qing Xuantian, their expressions changed drastically. They ran toward his position while waving their hands and shouting at the top of their lungs.
It turned out the Fierce Beast, roaring violently, was charging straight at Qing Xuantian.
"Run!"
Seeing that Qing Xuantian remained standing in place without so much as moving despite their cries, the people grew even more anxious.