Qi Lin ignored their gazes and raised a hand with a wave.
In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within the hall surged, with vast amounts of it pouring in from all directions toward the deep crimson Eight Trigrams Furnace.
Like roaring flood dragons.
The sight sent a flash of shock through the eyes of Luo Tianshen and the other five.
The ability to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with a mere gesture was likely beyond even a High Earthly Sovereign.
Yet Qi Lin was only a Low Earthly Sovereign.
Just how had he done it?
And what was he doing?
Could there be something wrong with these pills?
From the look of it, he seemed to be planning to refine the pills all over again.
Luo Tianshen and the other five found Qi Lin's actions strange, but they soon learned why he was refining the pills again.
After the surging spiritual energy poured into the Eight Trigrams Furnace, the pills within swiftly expelled a mass of unusual energy.
The weakest among those present were Low Earthly Sovereigns, so they naturally spotted the problem at a glance.
The energy expelled from the pills was clearly inferior even to the energy of heaven and earth.
What did that mean?
It meant that these pills did not belong to the Great Thousand World, but had come from some lower plane.
Coupled with the fact that Qi Lin had seemingly appeared out of nowhere—
He possessed monstrous talent, yet was utterly unknown. He had remarkable pill-refining skills, yet did not belong to either the Ancient Myriad Grassland or the Pill God Clan.
In an instant, a startling possibility surfaced in their minds.
Could Qi Lin... be from a lower plane?
The six of them carefully examined Qi