"This is... Three-Colored Pill Lightning!"
The Pill refined by Old Monster Qing Hua once again shocked all the alchemists in the alchemy square.
However, Xuan Kongzi and the other two were not at all surprised that Old Monster Qing Hua had refined an eighth-grade Pill capable of triggering Three-Colored Pill Lightning. After all, Old Monster Qing Hua was no ordinary figure.
"Three-Colored Pill Lightning? Old Monster Qing Hua's alchemy skills are pretty good! If no one surpasses him, he'll be this Pill Gathering's champion!"
Looking over the alchemy square, Xuan Kongzi stroked his snow-white beard and said with a chuckle.
But just as Xuan Kongzi finished speaking, a burst of eerie laughter suddenly rang out from the alchemy square.
"Heh heh heh! The strongest is only Three-Colored Pill Lightning. It seems this Pill Gathering's championship will belong to this old man!"
Amid the sinister laughter, Old Man Mu Gu, disguised as a middle-aged man in black, suddenly rose to his feet among the final two alchemists. Laughing maniacally, he slammed his palm onto the medicinal cauldron before him.
As a Pill shot out of the cauldron, an enormous beam of light burst from it and instantly soared into the heavens.
Then, accompanied by howling winds, pitch-black clouds gathered from all directions, forming a dense mass of storm clouds above the alchemy square.
Amid rolling flashes of lightning, silver, green, red, and gold—four different colors of lightning in all—emerged one after another from the clouds, dyeing them four colors.
"This is... Four-Colored Pill Lightning!"
Seeing the four-colored thunderclouds in the sky, the countless alchemists in the alchemy square were utterly shocked.
"Heh heh! The Pill Tower's Pill Gathering is nothing special. In the end, it has still fallen into the hands of my Soul Hall!"
After breaking through the Pill Lightning,