“Han Muye, forget it. Give up.” Li Zhongjing sent out his divine senses.
He really couldn’t control himself anymore.
“Okay,” Han Muye replied bluntly. Then all the sword Qi slashed out, shattering the medicinal power in the cauldron.
Li Zhongjing let out a strange cry and retreated a thousand feet away. His entire body flashed with spiritual light and countless talismans covered his body.
At this moment, all the alchemists who were already 1,000 feet away turned around and fled.
Zhu Guangshou and Wu Yazi were stunned. They held their cauldrons and retreated.
The spiritual light in Yuan Mingjie’s hand turned into a huge hand and pressed down on Li Zhongjing’s crucible.
If he didn’t make a move, the cauldron would explode and the surrounding thousand feet would probably turn into dust.
However, just as the spiritual qi hand pressed down, he was stunned.
Under the cauldron, Han Muye looked at him with a smile.
What did that mean?
The large hand of spiritual energy pressed down on the cauldron, suppressing the cauldron that was originally trembling.
The tyrannical power coming from the cauldron made Yuan Mingjie’s expression change. He had to use 30% more power to suppress it.
At this moment, Han Muye suddenly raised his hand.
A green light poured into the cauldron.
The expanding medicinal power in the crucible instantly rotated. Under the suppression of Yuan Mingjie’s power, it obediently turned into medicinal pills.
More than 300 pills condensed in the cauldron like stars.
Some of these pills were verdant, some were as red as fire, some were golden, and some were orange-red…
Seven-colored, nine-colored.
“Congratulations, Martial Uncle. The Nine-Colored Pill you refined is successful.”
Han Muye cupped his hands at Li Zhongjing in the distance and shouted.
Nine-Colored Pill?
Success?
Li Zhongjing looked puzzled and turned around in confusion like the other alchemists.
Li Zhongjing’s eyes widened when his spiritual will landed on his own crucible.
A cauldron of 300 pills!
The key was not just how many pills were produced, but the medicinal strength of these medicinal pills was pure to the extreme!
His expression changed and he looked at Han Muye.
He had seen such pure medicinal power before.
It was the spiritual fruit tree in Han Muye’s hand in the main hall of the Jinming Dao Sect.
The alchemy method gave birth to spiritual fruits.
Now, he was refining pills with the method of producing spiritual fruits!
How many tricks did this guy have up his sleeve?
Turning rotten wood into something magical, was this his alchemy path?
Yuan Mingjie’s spiritual energy hand slowly dissipated.
Looking at Han Muye, who was smiling and cupping his hands at him, Yuan Mingjie put his hands behind his back, his expression unchanged.
“Buzz!”
Zhu Guangshou and Wu Yazi’s cauldrons shook, and two pills flew out.
“It’s a fourth-grade Mountain Pavilion Pill!”
“A grade four pill has a rich medicinal strength. It’s difficult to encounter a grade four pill in a Pill Battle.”
Seeing the pill above Zhu Guangshou’s head, everyone exclaimed.
“Boom!”
Lightning descended and wrapped around the pill.
Even if there was no Heavenly Dao in the Ancient Cloud Galaxy, when the pill was formed, it would cause a change in the void power and turn into lightning.