Su Qian looked worriedly at Xiao Jin on the platform. Though the boy was extraordinarily talented, he only had the strength of a Dou King in the end. Trying to contend with the power of heaven and earth was still a little beyond him.
Xiao Jin looked up at the sky, Dou Qi churning within him as an inexplicable fighting spirit surged from his heart.
It had been nearly a year since he had become able to refine Seventh-Grade Medicinal Pills, but Xiao Jin had never personally taken on a single bout of Pill Lightning.
Every time, the Earth Demon Puppet had stepped in and solved the problem for him.
On one hand, that was because Pill Lightning was powerful, and with his Dou King strength, he truly was not quite up to it.
On the other hand, it was because Xiao Jin's previous physical constitution had fallen far short of both his and the Pill Tower Ancestor's expectations.
So Xiao Jin had not dared to clash head-on with the vast energy of heaven and earth.
But today was different. After being tempered by the Three Thousand Star Physique, Xiao Jin's bodily strength had already reached a rather terrifying level.
A sudden impulse rose in him—to rely on his own power and meet the Pill Lightning head-on.
Black clouds churned in the sky, with faint silver currents flashing within them.
Su Qian and the elders could all sense what kind of terrifying energy was brewing inside that thundercloud, so dense and dark it seemed impossible to disperse.
Suddenly, a silver bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl came cleaving toward the Samsara Cauldron with the speed of a thunderclap.
Xiao Jin neither dodged nor retreated. He charged forward, whipping a leg up and smashing it viciously toward the Thunder