Feng Nian left his master's banquet and immediately split off several Avatars.
The Avatars headed for the Alchemy Pavilion's exits, while his true body released his divine sense, casting it like a net over heaven and earth to search for the escaped test subjects.
"That damned bastard!"
Feng Nian's face twisted with fury, murderous intent churning in his eyes.
Through the Blood-colored Eyeball he had left in the room, he had seen everything that happened inside.
He had never expected the white-haired man to break the seal.
Judging from what he had seen, the man's Soul Power seemed exceptionally strong, perhaps even approaching King-level Fifth-Order.
Worst of all, before fleeing, the white-haired man had looted his Alchemy Room and taken even the alchemy furnace he treasured above all else!
That furnace was a King-level Sixth-Order Supreme Treasure he had only managed to buy after saving for years.
He had no idea what method the man had used to sever his connection to the furnace.
Feng Nian did not believe Jiang Ping An could erase his Divine Soul Imprint. He assumed the man had used some special treasure to block his senses.
"Just don't let me catch you! Otherwise, I'll make you taste my most vicious pill until you can neither live nor die!"
Feng Nian gritted his teeth and took out a green box.
He opened the lid, revealing a pulsing green ball of flesh.
It was the Soul Control Pill.
With a sweep of his hand, he wrapped its scent in surging divine power and sent it spreading rapidly in every direction.
"Run? After taking my Soul Control Pill, you think you can get away?"
Sure enough, before long, several God Kings who had gone into hiding caught the pill's scent. Their eyes turned bloodred, and their bodies flew