Luo Yi swept his gaze over the three halls. Finding no hidden arrays or traps inside, he paid them no further attention.
He stepped into the first hall.
At its center stood an enormous Alchemy furnace. Earthfire blazed beneath it, heating the whole furnace until it glowed red.
Along the walls surrounding the furnace stood rows of black wooden cabinets, built from some unknown spiritual wood.
"Are these cabinets for alchemy ingredients, or do they hold finished elixirs?"
One glance was enough for him to guess what the cabinets were for.
He gave a sharp shudder and channeled the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy within him, flinging every locked cabinet door open at once.
But the moment they opened, disappointment struck Luo Yi like a blow to the head.
Under the sweep of his divine sense, more than ninety-nine percent of the wooden compartments proved empty.
Only a handful still held finely crafted Bai jade porcelain bottles.
Clearly, over the long years, the Demon Ancestors of the Ten Thousand Demon Lair had consumed nearly all the elixirs stored here.
Given the methods the White Crane Ancestor had displayed earlier, and the furnace still burning with fierce flames before him, Luo Yi had little trouble drawing a conclusion.
These Demon Ancestors were undoubtedly adept at consuming elixirs. Asking them to refine any, though, might be more than they could manage.
What a pack of beasts. Such a waste of precious gifts!
After cursing them inwardly, Luo Yi wasted no more time.
With a sweep of his hand, he took the last few bottles of precious elixirs from the cabinets and stuffed them all into the Storage Ring on his finger, without bothering to check what they did or whether they would help him.
A powerful premonition stirred in his heart: this