With Lu Xiaotian's current cultivation and attainments in alchemy, he no longer needed to make any additional preparations.
Besides, in the eyes of that mysterious old monster, if refining even the Soulshadow Golden Corpse Pills proved extremely taxing, Lu Xiaotian might not meet his expectations.
Lu Xiaotian flicked a finger. A wisp of five-colored light spread from his fingertip, directly pushing away the seawater that filled every inch of the surroundings. Beneath the deep sea at the Thousand-Leaf Soul Hall, he created a vacuum spanning dozens of miles.
At the same time, Lu Xiaotian's divine sense stirred. Within the patch of soul mist under his control, tens of thousands of soul corpses each exhaled a mouthful of corpse aura, and a staggering torrent of it surged forth.
A gap opened in the air shield formed by the five-colored light, and great quantities of corpse aura poured inside the five-colored curtain. Under Lu Xiaotian's control, it spun rapidly.
Under the astonished gazes of Hun Yong and the other Golden Immortal-level beings, it took only a brief moment for the aura to form a solid pill furnace.
"What profound attainments in alchemy." Hun Yong grinned. "Now that's what you call an alchemy saint. Those two fellows from the Soul-Entwining Clan weren't worth much as alchemists, yet they strutted around like their tails were in the heavens."
"Have you had the Soul-Entwining Clan's people refine pills for you before, Fellow Daoist Hun Yong?" the corpse demon Tu Ye asked.
"I have. But they set the bar sky-high and piled on all sorts of demands. They dragged their feet, and after all that effort, they still failed to refine the pills. They had a worse temper than anyone, too, and even blamed the materials I provided. Damn it, if the Soul-Entwining Clan hadn't been