What Alchemy Is

An Eighth-grade Alchemist looked at Qin Guan with a sneer. "Qin Guan, don't you know that an Immortal Grade Pill can only yield one pill per batch?"

"Enough. Get started already. You pack of door-to-door dogs have wasted enough of my time today!" Qin Guan waved his hand impatiently.

"Hmph, insolent brat!"

Danchenzi's expression darkened, and he said no more.

His aura suddenly changed. The cloudy old eyes that had seemed somewhat dim now blazed with light, and a vast, surging force of soul slowly spread out from him.

"Today, I'll show you what the Pinnacle of the Dao of Alchemy truly is!"

Before his voice had even faded, Danchenzi joined two fingers and pointed them at the space between his brows. In an instant, a cluster of crimson flame leapt out from the sea of consciousness between his brows.

The moment that pure flame appeared, the temperature around them didn't rise sharply. Instead, it gave everyone the terrifying illusion that space itself would be burned, and the Source of All Things would be ignited by it.

"F-Fentian True Fire!"

Among the crowd, a Great Emperor cried out in shock, his voice trembling.

"The innate divine fire said to be born at the heart of extinguished stars! It can burn all things to ash and refine the purest Origin Power. Venerable Danchenzi actually refined it into his Natal True Fire!"

"Everyone, fall back! Master's Natal True Fire is no joke. If you're scorched by it, even your Divine Soul could be refined away!"

The corners of Xuan Zhan's mouth curled uncontrollably as he hurriedly urged everyone to move farther from Danchenzi.

At Xuan Zhan's words, the Various Factions gathered to watch hurriedly retreated in fear.

They had only heard of Danchenzi's great reputation, never seen him personally refine a pill,