You Want to Condense Five Divine Pills?

That speck of light was still growing.

From a wheel, it became a house; from a house, it became a hill; from a hill, it became... a small island.

A silver-white Divine Pill slowly took shape at the center of the Bitter Sea.

Its surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the starlight of the entire Bitter Sea.

Within it lay terrifying energy—the product of all the spirit energy within a million li compressed to the absolute limit.

"It's done?"

Zhan Chui's voice was hoarse, carrying a tremor even he himself had not noticed.

Ju Li did not answer.

His eyes were fixed on that Divine Pill, as if he wanted to find the slightest flaw upon it.

But just when everyone thought Lu Jun was about to succeed—that Divine Pill suddenly stopped spinning, and the light on its surface rapidly dimmed.

Then it began to slowly dissipate, like an ice sculpture gradually melting beneath spring sunlight.

The spirit energy attached to it peeled away from the surface of the Divine Pill layer by layer, merging back into the Bitter Sea.

After a few breaths, the Divine Pill that had already condensed into form vanished completely.

The Bitter Sea returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened.

The grotto-heaven instantly exploded into uproar.

"What's going on?" Zhan Chui cried out despite himself. "Did he succeed? Did he fail?"

Ju Li's brows were tightly furrowed. "It wasn't failure. He dispersed it himself."

"Dispersed it himself?" Feng Xi's voice carried shock. "Why would he disperse it? He was clearly about to succeed!"

The Five Elf Ancestors looked at one another, the confusion in their eyes no less than Feng Xi's.

Yan Huang frowned and said, "Could it be that this path still doesn't work? That there was a problem with