The fluctuations coming from the Corpseheart Iron Scroll were still extremely faint. The other party was breaking the formation and somehow concealing their aura so well at the same time. Their strength was truly unfathomable, though it seemed they would be exposed before long.
As soon as Ying Gou had that thought, the entire spatial formation began to tremble under the interference of the Eight Locks of Primordial Space.
The formation's foundation remained firm and could not be broken through completely. But with Lu Xiaotian's spellwork, prying open a narrow crack had become entirely feasible.
"Get moving," Lu Xiaotian urged.
"Coming." Ying Gou opened his mouth and spat out a bead. It was grayish amber in color, and its corpse aura was astonishing.
The bead was transparent, and the pill energy it contained was astonishingly dense, yet it also carried an endless corpse aura. The two energies were perfectly fused. Within the transparent orb, countless corpses seemed to fly through the sky and burrow through the earth.
Lu Xiaotian's eyes widened. As a fifth-grade Pill Saint, he could tell this was a medicinal pill, but the corpses inside it were no dead things.
They seemed to be living beings, and were remarkably similar to the pill spirits outside the tower that Lu Xiaotian had encountered before. Or perhaps the corpses inside had originally been pill spirits from outside the tower, transformed into their present state while retaining some measure of life.
"There really is always someone greater, and a sky beyond the sky." Lu Xiaotian sighed. He had considered his mastery of alchemy quite impressive, yet even he could not help feeling his horizons had been broadened.
Using living beings as ingredients—or perhaps this was no longer merely a medicinal pill. It had transcended the realm of ordinary pills, existing