"Look, what is Master Qin doing?"
Suddenly, someone cried out in alarm, making the cultivators who had been waiting with their eyes closed for the final emergence of the pills open their eyes one after another.
With only half a day left before the agreed date, Qin Fengming's spellcasting movements suddenly became rapid. His hands danced, and countless Spirit Patterns shot out, flying toward the pill furnace. In mere moments, the enormous pill furnace was wrapped in layer upon layer of densely packed Spirit Patterns.
Spirit Patterns flew, rosy light flashed, and a huge, glittering sphere of light shone atop the stone platform.
"Could he be using the legendary sealing method to forcibly lock the medicinal efficacy of the pills inside the furnace?" Saint Master Bu Yan's eyes went wide as he suddenly spoke.
"Mm, that should be right. This little fellow has indeed received profound guidance in the Pill Dao," the young Dao Lord said with a nod.
"This kind of technique exists only in ancient records. Though many have studied it before, very few can execute it perfectly. Lan Bing seems to have studied it tens of thousands of years ago. I wonder whether she can perform it?"
Fairy Cao Yan spoke, but at this moment they could not see what was happening on the other stone platform.
However, there was no need for them to look. Someone immediately shouted, "Fairy Lan Bing is also casting rapidly!"
The three Saint Masters of the Qingyang Sect showed no strange reaction. They knew Lan Bing's Pill Dao attainment was extremely high. Since she had studied it before, she must have gained some insight. Otherwise, with that girl's temperament, she would never have given up.
"Damn it, the person surnamed Qin has stopped casting."
Amid the crowd's furious cries, Qin Fengming