Liu Bai waved a hand and said calmly.
"The pill hasn't formed yet. Don't be impatient, Valley Master Tang."
His hand seal changed, and Soul Power once more surged into the medicinal cauldron. The mass of multicolored liquid began to churn violently, gradually shrinking and solidifying beneath the searing flames.
The process of pill formation was even more difficult than fusion.
That liquid contained the violent medicinal potency of nearly a hundred ingredients. Now, forcibly compressed together, the repulsive force between them had reached its peak.
Every compression triggered a violent energy tremor that slammed against the cauldron's inner walls.
Yet Liu Bai's expression remained calm, as if those tremors were no more than a breeze brushing past him.
Time slipped away, second by second.
Suddenly, the liquid within the cauldron shuddered sharply, and an even more violent energy fluctuation erupted from it!
"Not good!"
Tang Zhen cried out and instinctively moved to help, only to be stopped by a glance from Liu Bai.
"It's fine."
Liu Bai spoke indifferently. His Soul Power surged again, like an invisible giant hand that firmly suppressed the violent medicinal energy.
His hand seals shifted in rapid succession, his Soul Power turning into countless fine threads that reached into the medicinal energy and arranged every trace of it in perfect order.
That violent medicinal energy was forcibly subdued by him and slowly began to condense into shape.
Tang Zhen stared in stunned silence.
Such methods had already surpassed his understanding of Alchemists. When ordinary Alchemists refined Tier 7 Pills, they were all exceedingly cautious, as though treading on thin ice, terrified that one misstep would cause the cauldron to explode.
But Liu Bai? Faced with such violent medicinal energy, he could still sort through and suppress it with such composure. Just how powerful did