Sensing that the beam of light shooting from Chen Huo's Medicine Cauldron was not the slightest bit weaker than his own, the middle-aged man's expression darkened slightly.
This was already the strongest pill he could refine, yet even so, he still could not suppress everyone else.
"Pfft!"
At that thought, a ruthless gleam flashed across the middle-aged man's face. He slammed his right hand against his chest, spraying a mouthful of blood from his mouth. It all shot into the Medicine Cauldron, merging with the pill within the flames that was on the verge of fully taking shape.
To improve the quality of an Eighth-grade pill, one needed to use Spiritual Energy to enhance its spirituality. What could possess greater spirituality than an alchemist's heartblood?
Watching the pill in the Medicine Cauldron absorb the blood and radiate an even more intense brilliance,
the middle-aged man's expression finally relaxed. His eyes turned smugly toward Gu He and Xuan Kongzi's group of three floating high in the sky.
Even though using his heartblood to improve the pill's quality would make it difficult for him to refine Eighth-grade pills for the next several months, perhaps even a year, it would all be worth it when he thought of the rewards Soul Hall had promised for winning the Pill Gathering.
The energy fluctuations shooting out of the middle-aged man's Medicine Cauldron were more terrifying than any that had appeared before.
Seeing this, Gu He frowned slightly.
Judging by the energy fluctuations pouring from the middle-aged man's Medicine Cauldron, his pill could clearly summon Five-colored Pill Lightning. No one present could surpass him. Moreover, based on his behavior, the middle-aged man was very likely a member of Soul Hall. If he were allowed to win the Pill Gathering, Pill Tower's reputation would suffer a devastating