Although everyone present was from the Golden Immortal Path, and not a single one was a pharmacist, could that possibly stump them?
Those who could thoroughly study seal script were all exceptionally brilliant. Everyone present knew a trick or two of alchemy; they usually practiced it in private just to pass the time.
Xiaoyaozi was even less of a problem!
He weighed each node of the Power Cauldron one by one. The cauldron patterns flashed with light, chattering nonstop like a mountain being charged.
The seal script representing "Demon Transformation" flickered between bright and dim. At last, after he personally kindled a flame, it was fully activated.
The demonic energy that surged skyward was so dense that it shook the roof tiles around them until they seemed ready to fall, as if an apocalyptic storm were about to descend.
The Wai Demon clamored from within the cauldron, "I'll flip this damn dog-food bowl over and swagger right out!"
Wrapped in soaring demonic energy, it tried to leap up, making the Power Cauldron sway from side to side as its feet rose from the ground.
It had also seen what happened at Gathering Cauldron Mountain. But those thrown into the cauldron had all been corpses, while it was alive. How could it sit still and await death?
The cauldron had no lid, and its opening was so huge. Wasn't it free to come and go?
The Wai Demon leaped upward fiercely. The world above its head suddenly spun madly, compressing, stretching, and deepening. Something strange happened.
No matter how hard the Wai Demon struggled, rammed, or jumped, it remained trapped within the activated Power Cauldron's Demon Transformation.
The space inside seemed to have twisted. From outside, all its movements looked like a headless fly spinning in place.
How could the Demon