With Xiao Ze's full concentration, the essences of countless medicinal ingredients swirled around the Heavenly Flames in his palm. At a thought from him, the multicolored flames enveloped them all.
Fusing the medicinal powers was the crucial step in forming a pill, and it demanded exceptional control from an alchemist. With several thousand ingredients, it placed an enormous strain on Xiao Ze's spiritual power.
The slightest mistake could undo all his previous work.
This step was therefore of the utmost importance!
He spent more than half a month on it. During that time, Xiao Ze did not forget to sprinkle in a pinch of Spirit Luck Dust.
After all, this stuff was crucial when refining Eighth-Tier and even Ninth-Grade Pills. Just a little could greatly improve the chances of success.
Xiao Ze naturally wasn't stingy with it.
As he worked on Pill Fusion, more and more contestants succeeded in refining pills. Before long, the dense fragrance of pills filled the entire area.
Just one breath was enough to refresh the mind and invigorate the spirit.
Though many pills had been formed, keen-eyed observers could see that only a handful had drawn pill lightning.
Clearly, the pills they had refined weren't particularly high-grade.
Of course, these alchemists had laid the groundwork. The first Seventh-Grade Pill was finally refined, successfully drawing pill lightning. It was the work of a middle-aged man, and his success pushed the Pill Gathering to its climax.
Sure enough, not long after him, more thunderclouds gathered.
In the days that followed, thunderclouds appeared one after another, treating everyone present to a feast for the eyes. They witnessed a grand spectacle few would ever see in their lifetimes.
The pill lightning varied in strength, but one thing was certain: every pill was at least Seventh-Grade. As for Eighth-Grade Pills,