"They're here!"
Pharmacist Ku Tang spoke softly. In an instant, the four directions stirred as a globe of light smashed through the clouds and descended from the heavens.
With a boom, countless shattered rays of light rebounded from the ground like flowing water, spinning and splashing in every direction.
The pharmacists surrounding the high platform hurriedly raised their sleeves to shield their faces, instinctively blocking the broken-light aftershock rushing toward them.
Yet the gesture was unnecessary, for the shattered-light aftershock carried no harm at all.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, Pharmacist Ku Tang stood atop the high platform, a small crystal-clear cauldron resting in his palm.
He nodded to a young pharmacist at the lower right. "Pharmacist Zhe Ji, I'll trouble you to take the stage and open the cauldron!"
Pharmacist Zhe Ji was one of the later descendants of the pharmacists exiled to the Southern Border.
Back then, his patriarch had studied in the Imperial Capital under the Evil Alchemist lineage. His master and senior brothers had committed grave crimes for the grand plan of the 'Martial Sage Pill.' When accountability came afterward, all adult members of the same sect were executed.
The underage disciples were exiled to the Southern Border.
Pharmacist Zhe Ji's patriarch had been less than ten years old at the time, barely managing to keep his life. After being exiled to the Southern Border, he took on disciples and passed down his art, and the lineage had now reached Zhe Ji.
Hearing this, he nodded and climbed onto an earthen platform where a Cauldron Artifact had been placed. He cupped his hands toward Pharmacist Ku Tang's high platform in salute.
"By the provincial governor's Power Cauldron, I grant you the authority to Demonize! Dissolve the Demon Corpse and restore its true origin!"
Pharmacist Zhe