The moment the words "Sacred Object" came out, even the many Earth Supreme alchemists present could not help but feel their eyes heat with desire.
A Sacred Object was something not even every Heaven Supreme possessed. For an ancient race like the Luoshen Clan, which had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, the highest-grade item they currently had on hand was only the Quasi-Sacred Object-level Luoshen Sword.
With a Sacred Object in hand, it could be said that the Fire Domain's foundation had surpassed those long-famous ancient races almost in the blink of an eye.
Dan Hua's brows were tightly furrowed. Then he subconsciously clenched his fists, but from beginning to end, he did not speak.
As the undisputed leader of the Pill God Clan's younger generation, he naturally understood the Pill God Clan's rules, and he also understood the rules of the Pill God Ceremony.
That Sacred Object had indeed been meant for him. It was just that a Sacred Object was far too precious. Even he, if he obtained it too easily without some special reason, would likewise find it difficult to convince the masses. It was precisely because of this that the Elders who had such plans intended to announce it as the champion's reward for this Pill God Ceremony, which would also serve as a legitimate endorsement for him to obtain the item.
Unfortunately, he had lost. He had suffered a crushing defeat at the very moment he least should have lost, without even the slightest chance to struggle. It truly gave one a headache.
The agony of falling into the abyss in an instant pierced through his mind and spirit, but he still remained silent.
He was over three hundred years old. Even if he had not experienced that many setbacks in