Tianjizi took charge personally.
He took out an ancient tortoise shell, placed a tiny amount of dust on it, then sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Using his own Essence Blood, he carved divination Runes of staggering complexity into the shell.
He used his own lifeblood as a catalyst, communing with Heavenly Secrets through divination to guide the strange power within the Fate Mist Dust—the power that disrupted fate and obscured its paths—slowly into the cauldron's innermost Third-Layer Space.
This was no simple physical addition. It was an infusion on the conceptual level, the heart of the entire Deceive Heaven process.
The masters each handled their materials differently, but every method was profoundly mysterious, dazzling the eye and shaking the soul.
The power of the entire Grand Array flowed toward them, helping them complete this crucial step.
Fang Chen held his breath and pushed his Samsara Eye to its limit, engraving every detail of their methods, every path their power took, and every mystery of their coordination with the Grand Array deep into his mind.
This was more than Alchemy. It was a supreme demonstration of how to wield Laws, energy, and concepts.
Time passed bit by bit.
The Essence of every supplementary herb had been smelted together in the first layer into a Chaos-Colored mass of Hundred Herbs Mother Liquor, brimming with life.
The Void Nightmare Beast's Origin had become a dreamlike streak of light whose colors constantly shifted.
The Karma Soul-Severing Origin had become a barely perceptible wisp of karmic energy entwined with Seven-Colored threads.
And the power of the Fate Mist Dust had silently seeped into every inch of the cauldron's core.
"Third step: all arts return to their source, all Origins unite—form the pill and nurture its spirit!"
Master Evan and Tianjizi exchanged a glance and