A Bet! I Don't Believe He Can Form a Pill!

Lu Jun's brows were tightly furrowed.

"Too much Spirit Energy, too violent. To compress it into a solid Divine Pill..."

He tried to drive his Divine Sense, guiding the Spirit Energy at the center of the Bitter Sea to collapse inward.

Boom!!

A dull, massive rumble came from the depths of the Bitter Sea, and dozens of enormous water pillars shot into the sky. That was the eruption produced when Spirit Energy was squeezed.

Towering waves rose on the sea's surface, and silver tides battered the barrier of his Dantian, shaking the entire Bitter Sea until it trembled.

Lu Jun's brows knitted even tighter.

The first attempt had failed.

That Spirit Energy was far too violent. It simply would not obey.

They were like a herd of unruly wild horses—the more you tried to pen them together, the more they scattered and bolted in every direction.

"Again."

He took a deep breath and continued trying.

In the Grotto-Heaven at the top of the World Tree, several gazes were fixed on all of this.

This was a space the Tree God had specially opened—the Grotto-Heaven of the Twelve-Petal Lotus Platform, vast and boundless, brimming with Spirit Energy.

But at this moment, this Grotto-Heaven had been divided into several completely different regions.

In the deepest part, nine thick World Tree branches extended from the Grotto-Heaven barrier, firmly suspending nine figures in midair.

Emerald light flickered on and off along the branches. That was the Tree God's power suppressing their cultivation.

They were the Orc King Zhan Chui, the Troll King Ju Li, and their seven Heaven Ascension Realm elders.

The nine of them were wrapped in branches, unable to move, the wounds on their bodies still oozing blood. They looked utterly wretched.

On the other side of the Grotto-Heaven was a